i love her

and the bugs start to eat my brain

i look down and you’re already on your knees pulling down my pants, as you get to my panties you can’t help but notice the obvious wet patch. i look away, with flushed cheeks, in embarrassment until i feel you tracing the shapes of my lips and clit through my soaked panties. i instantly lock eyes with you, with a look of raging desire, “please stop teasing me and get on with it” i squirm impatiently.

“someone’s desperate, aren’t you y/n’s pussy?” she chuckles into my pussy. fuck i need her already, why is she like this.

she finally slips the top part of my panties off until she gets to my clit. she takes a lick like my pussy is an ice cream cone, i can’t take her tease anymore. “fuck you” i mutter looking down at her, i grip her head with my hands and violently shove her pretty face into my pussy, i feel her delicate lips on my clit, her soft tongue on my tight pussy opening. my pussy couldn’t help but throb in her mouth because I’ve wanted her so bad. i’ve been fantasising about this moment for so long.

“hey wai-“ her words suppressed by my pussy. she is now my toy whether she likes it or not. her wet gentle mouth on my desperate quivering pussy, “good girl take all of mommy’s pussy” i say with a handful of her hair in my hand. i can’t even see my pussy anymore… just her pretty face consuming it all.

and I miss you more than my heart can bear, I miss you so much it’s oozing from my eyes and mouth and drowning everything around me.

i want to slowly trace my hands down your body until i reach how wet your cunt has got for me.

i want to feel how deep i can go inside you, i want to feel all of your insides.

i want to hear you begging me to let you cum.

i want you to force me to make you cum, don’t finish with me until you’re done.

with their rules,

but my love for you

because your absence

burns louder than anything else.

but it never lasts,

nothing ever does,

except missing you.

yet i still return…

feels like being thrown into the deep end

with no way out,

no breath to catch

no ground beneath me.

it’s not safe here,

not soft

not kind.

i’ve lost control

scattered through my days,

like broken glass i still try to hold,

she dreamed of art history,

but submerged it down deep

just to keep her parents from frowning.

she keeps those around her happy

even when it steals from her own joy.

always giving, always glowing,

even when she is quietly breaking.

she deserves the world

and everything softer than it.

and I am here,

holding all I have,

ready to give it to her.