Two Nights And A Day

You took me so many times when I last saw you. Every way you wanted to, in every position we like. The sex was a relief. You dominated me plainly, with no airs and no fragmented feeling of misplaced guilt. Spanked, bitten and ridden. I was your doll. 

You pleasured me endlessly, with your tongue and your fingers and I was away and in ecstasy.

We lay spooned against each other and you pinched my flesh, telling me it was yours and I was yours and you could do what you wanted with me. There were no objections. 

I leaned across your lap on my knees, like an animal. You watched me, played with me, ran your fingers all between my clefts and lines and holes and dents and indulged us both. I am so vulnerable when I'm with you. I am completely myself and complete in myself.

I don't know how sorry I was to see you leave but you're gone now, back to where you live and I'm back on my own again just living.