He Was My Dream

My dream realized, or so it seemed;
The plans we made and how we schemed.

A forbidden desire we actually saw through;
Now when I’m lonely to the core, I always crave you.

Your forceful touch, your boyish charm;
You set me on fire, a three alarm.

I searched for years then you fell into my lap;
I get flushed when I think of how, my pussy you attacked.

We want all the same things, we are so hot for each other;
You were much more than a fuck toy, you are my kinky lover.

My baby, my stud muffin, the one that I want and need;
He doesn’t understand why I want him, but I think it’s plain to see.

It is something called chemistry, an attraction that can’t be denied;
He doesn’t belong to me, I can’t keep him, no matter how I try.

He will be a fantasy, a memory, until our lips touch again;
Maybe we got so tight because, we started out as friends.

Knew each other for a few years before ever crossing that line;
Though we always tip toed on the edge, yet we stayed benign.

Then with a turn of fate you fell into my lap;
You were like a delicious present, I just had to unwrap.

I timed it right so we wouldn’t get into trouble;
Oh the tingling of my thighs, from your sexy goatee’s stubble.

Looking at your adorable face when you are fucking me so hot;
It makes me crazy to give your sexy ass, everything you’ve always sought.

Will you ever make me crazy for you like that again?
I have no idea at all, I guess this could be the end.

Exploring you all over from outside and within;
You make me feel so right, in my own skin.

Like the things that I want aren’t perverted and wrong;
And if you ever could, you’d stay with me all night long.

The only man that has ever made me feel so small;
I can’t believe never again, will I get to suck his sweet balls.

Or feel one of his bear hugs that take my breath away;
How I’d give anything, to feel his body pressed against mine today.

I have that familiar feeling deep inside my gut;
I have not seen the last of you, my hot, beefy slut.

My delicious, horny stud muffin who loves my long legs;
Who dreamed of being trussed in my corset, as his ass I pegged.

Will he still have those dreams? Maybe once in a while;
I don’t think he will ever be able, to forget my unique style.

Dressed in a purple chemise so sexy and so tight;
To resist him it will take me, all of my might.

Will he remember me in my strap on and the lust in my eyes?
Right before I took his ass, and how I love his thick thighs.

How I did things to him that had never been done by another;
Sucked his cock while pulling his balls; with my pussy his face I’d smoother.

I just want to fuck him and I know he wants me too;
Baby my heart and my body, they are aching for you.

I’m just a big softy where he is concerned;
No matter how he will hurt me, I will never learn.

A sweet torture awaits me, time to pay the cost;
For a man much more than a dream, that I eventually lost.

Maybe I never really had him just a bit of his lust;
Not talking to him every day, not sure how I’ll adjust.

I should be happy for the little time that we had;
He was an unexpected discovery, I am so glad I had.

Now he will only live in my longing dreams at night;
The memory of my stud muffin, who made me feel so right.