Seductive Siren
Sometimes dreams can feel like reality... This is an older work of mine that I pulled from the archives circa, 2011.
Darkness engulfs the night
The stars & the moon illuminates the sky
Light peepin’ through the blinds into the bedroom
Conscious is absent as the silk sheets blanket my body
Phone rings twice, only to be confronted by the voice of a goddess
She says, "It's getting late, why aren't you here with me?
"I can be if you want me to be", I reply
She utters, "I'll be waiting. I want your touch, I need your love"
The moment that has been racing through the mind is here
My Promiscuous Princess got me yearning for her (two)lips
The sweetest of nectar that rest between her thighs
Her voluptuous backside thats shaped perfectly like the Georgia peach she was born to be
Pressing for time because I know its of the essence, I throw on some clothes
Grab my keys & head to car with no hesitation
Ignoring speed limits & traffic lights, because I refuse to keep her waiting
There will be no obstacles to stop me from my mission
Minutes & seconds elapse but I finally reach my destination
Before I could even raise my fist to initiate a knock, the doors pries open
There she is, standing in door way with a white lace slip dress
The color symbolizes the purity in which she embodies
Fortunately, there is nothin’ angelic about her intentions for me tonight
Before I can emit a word, she pulls me close
Her lips are pressed against mine, energy is exchanged
The spell we placed each other under intensifies
Undressing progresses from visual to physical
Foreplay never made it past the living room
I start to kiss every inch of her body, navigating my way to her honeypot
Who am I to turn down a trip to the waterpark, knowin’ I can swim good
The sweet aroma lures & traps me inside, hearing & seeing her enjoying it
She whispers, “My turn….", she climbs on top & starts her wining
Slow motion for me in every direction , as she starts to reach her apex
the motions rapidly increase, sweat rains over her body and mine as the beads runoff
She moans, "Take Me There…” Just before she reaches that state of euphoria
I’m awaken, startled by the fact that everything has disappeared
A deep breath ensues & I hear the voice of the familiar goddess say
“Baby, relax! You’re okay, it is only a dream….”


This is amazing. "Who am I to turn down a trip to the waterpark, knowin’ I can swim good" was absolutely a bar.
2011 rendered a masterful piece. I wonder where you will be going circa 2033? Check your messages.