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Scots_On_The_Rocks · 10-03-2013, 08:50 PM

"Musing"

How often I've heard you say, " I am jus fucking with you!" but....Oh, if you'd REALLY fuck with me.....
Fucking with me until my knees become weak, and my body melts from your words...
Words used like a caress

Then I think, what if I fucked back?
Would you like that?
Would you like it if I fucked back?

If I touched you with words in places you thought only hands and tongues could touch?.......
Ahh, dear but isn't my tongue touching you now?

Isn't it touching and caressing you with words that are so seductive that they leave you craving more, more than you thought you could ever want?

You never thought mere words could be used like THAT did you?

My words slowly slide up your thighs, into your very depths, leaving you moist and wanting.

Tell me, do you want more?
Do you want me to fuck back?
Do you like it when I fuck with you?

Ahh, this verbal exchange, so preverse, so profound, so profane.

Does it make you wet?
Does it make you want to cry out, begging, and pleading for more?

Ahh, to fuck with you, to make you want and crave more and more of my words.
Ahh, to make you WANT to be fucked with.

Does that make me a pervert, does it make me sick?
Does it make YOU?

Hell, what does it matter, you are enjoying it and so am I.

I must admit though, I refuse to make ANY apologies, and I sure as hell am not going to repent.

Oh, no, not ever, not for having fucked with you, for having fucked back.

10-03-2013, 08:50 PM	#17
Scots_On_The_Rocks Member How Do You Identify?: Genderqueer Butch Preferred Pronoun?: They, them, theirs Relationship Status: Owned by a few cats, Loved by one woman, and Looked up to by one child. Join Date: Sep 2013 Location: 47° 15' 31.4208'' N, 122° 27' 57.5028'' W Posts: 759 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 364 Thanked 1,095 Times in 388 Posts Rep Power: 19759001	March 2005 "Musing" How often I've heard you say, " I am jus fucking with you!" but....Oh, if you'd REALLY fuck with me..... Fucking with me until my knees become weak, and my body melts from your words... Words used like a caress Then I think, what if I fucked back? Would you like that? Would you like it if I fucked back? If I touched you with words in places you thought only hands and tongues could touch?....... Ahh, dear but isn't my tongue touching you now? Isn't it touching and caressing you with words that are so seductive that they leave you craving more, more than you thought you could ever want? You never thought mere words could be used like THAT did you? My words slowly slide up your thighs, into your very depths, leaving you moist and wanting. Tell me, do you want more? Do you want me to fuck back? Do you like it when I fuck with you? Ahh, this verbal exchange, so preverse, so profound, so profane. Does it make you wet? Does it make you want to cry out, begging, and pleading for more? Ahh, to fuck with you, to make you want and crave more and more of my words. Ahh, to make you WANT to be fucked with. Does that make me a pervert, does it make me sick? Does it make YOU? Hell, what does it matter, you are enjoying it and so am I. I must admit though, I refuse to make ANY apologies, and I sure as hell am not going to repent. Oh, no, not ever, not for having fucked with you, for having fucked back. __________________ Know that The Universe made you in perfection. And know that there are people out there who recognize this. -Me "Without passion man is a mere latent force and possibility, like the flint which awaits the shock of the iron before it can give forth its spark." ~ Henri Frederic Amiel