The Merciless and The Mercy
words by morgan

I am mercy in the day caressing fingers where they lay
Soft the skin runs underneath. Merciless – caught in your teeth.
You are merciless in the night teasing me ‘til dawn’s first light.
Sweet your sting tastes on my tongue. Mercy – once, again I cum.

I am mercy in the night dancing just within your sight.
My wetness flows ‘cross your lips. Merciless - between my hips.

You are merciless in the day teasing me with words ofplay.
Captivating with one glance, Mercy – is so sweet a dance.
I scream ‘mercy’ in my head squirming, arching on the bed.
Mesmerizing melody, Merciless – you torment me.

You are merciless in your chase fingertips search for a taste.
Silent moaning from the deep, Mercy – I begin to weep.
I am mercy, yours to please, dropping down upon my knees.
Tongue caressing on your skin, Merciless – cum once again.

Merciless and Mercy met – chanced to tangle in the net.
Merciless, I now see is what mercy meant to me.

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Copyright January 2001 by morgan [email protected] All  rights reserved. Not to be reproduced, copied, distributed, published, quoted or used in any form for commercial gain without the express written permission of  the author.

this i know

“this i know.” i cried out loud. on my knees - my head bowed.
“i offered all You asked of me.” You grinned and took my sanity.

“this i know.” i screamed again. i glanced and saw Your wicked grin.
“i have nothing else that’s mine.” You smiled and took my twisted mind.

“this i know.” i weakly cried. i told the truth but wished i lied.
“i gave You all, now let me be” You moaned and buried deep in me.

“this i know.” i softly said. nare and naked on Your bed.
“You’re the Master, i the slave.” You greedily lapped all i gave.

“this i know.” i said once more. Begging pleading and implored
“i am nothing, without One.” You held me close and let me cum. 

morgan
January 2001

A Game of Tease

Walking along the river walk, we are enjoying the early spring coolness of the air.   The flowers and foliage drooping into the water makes the air heavy and scented, almost narcotic and their colors seem to drip across the walls. The trip away from the pressures of daily life is always welcomed as relief. Your presence beside me is almost more than I can bear; I am overwhelmed by the desire that I already feel.  You stop me ever so often, pushing me into dark doorways or heavy shadowed places, kissing me and running your fingers over my skin. My pussy already wet and my clit swollen in anticipation of your pleasures.

  We stop at several bars; drinking a drink, here and there, and then proceed farther down the walk.  It’s too early in the year for the big summer crowds. Between bars, in a doorway, you push me to wall, pull my skirt to my waist, and slip your fingers into the waistband of my thong panties. You look up at me and slid my panties down encouraging me to step out of them and I oblige you. One quick pass of your tongue over my clit, and the wetness runs down to my ankles. Your fingers and tongue tease me until I am squirming and moaning ready to cum.  You stop and look up at me. I plead with my eyes. You remove your fingers and stand up. You slip my panties into your pocket and drop my dress back down.

Over and over again throughout the night you tease me always stopping before I am satisfied finding moments to run your hand under my dress as we talk, drink and dance. Driving me insane. Finally the nightlife on the walk begins to slow and we begin the walk back down the river.

We move closer to our hotel room.  Still teasing me, you stop me in the shadows again and caress my nipples through the silk of my dress.  Your hand creeps under my skirt and you tease my pussy as well. 

By the time we are back in the room, I am begging you to let me cum but you still make me wait. You sit in a chair and tell me to strip my clothes. I can see that you are erect, hard and ready for me. I do as you ask. Slowly, I pull my skirt up over my hips and your eyes widen.  My clit so swollen and wet, it sticks out from between my naked lips. I pull my dress off totally and drop it to the floor standing before you in stockings and heels. Your eyes drink the sight of me in. You have teased me all night and I am more than ready to cum.  I walk to you and straddle your lap and push my pussy down onto you.  I kiss your neck and face and finally your mouth. Mmmm, the sweetness of your tongue is like honey in my mouth.  I unbutton your shirt and run my fingers down your chest and squirm my pussy onto your cock. 

You stand, carrying me to the bed and lay me down. I watch as you remove your clothes admiring your body and longingly looking at your hardened cock. You reach to the side table and open a bottle of oil stroking it onto your cock. I sit up wanting to assist you but you tell me to lie back down.  I watch your hand move up and down your cock slipping easily with the oil.  You place your hands on my hips and lower your mouth to my pussy and run your tongue down across my clit. I moan squirming and arching my ass up off the bed. So ready am I to cum I can barely stand to pressure of your lips. You continue to lick me and I squirm harder.

Suddenly you stop and turn me to my belly.  My head and breasts are pushed into the bedclothes and your hands are on my hips. Pulling my ass up farther to you, you lick me from behind.  I am moaning squirming trying to entice you to me.  Your hands reach round my hips and you caress my pussy over and over. I beg for you to let me cum and each time I feel it building you slow in your stroking.  Your cock is pressed to my ass oily and slick from your handful of oil you have stroked onto it moments before.  I squirm my hips back towards you feeling your cock pressing hard against me. I squirm foreword again and your fingers dig deeper into my soaking pussy. I moan, pleading with you to please satisfy me with your cock... please   let me feel your cock inside my pussy but you remain firm against my ass. 

Stroking and caressing my pussy, I can barely keep from pushing back to you again.  The head of your cock slips into my ass slightly and I scream out a bit. You hold my hips firm to you not moving at all. Your fingers are fucking my pussy gently. One finger moves to my clit and it is so swollen so sensitive I squirm harder and your cock slides deeper inside my ass. I moan again deeper and louder.  Still you remain motionless, not forceful but not moving away either.  Once again your finger finds my clit and you push against it. I push my hips back to you again moaning as your cock pushes into my tight ass. Oh the sweet pain driving me insane. Immediately, I squirm more unused to this feeling and your cock is buried inside my ass. I am panting and squirming, your fingers still caressing my pussy. I cum.  Instantly.  The combination of your fingers and your cock is too sweet for me to resist.

 I explode into your palm and you no longer can stand it. You push harder into me and pull me to you, your fingers still buried inside me. Unable to control yourself anymore, you force yourself deeply into me faster and harder oblivious to my screams. Each time you push deeper explodes a new orgasm in me and I am caught between pain and pleasure feeling you ripping and tearing between orgasms. Your intensity is so great I am almost frightened and I try to crawl away my fingers clawing into the bed.  Your hands hold my hips to you. The harder I fight against you the more excited you become. Pushing harder and faster. I feel you straining and your gasping breath is all I hear.  One last hard powerful push and you are exploding into my ass. I whimper and cry burying my face into the bed.  Slowly my heart slows and my panting levels out. You are still standing behind me and you slide your cock from my ass and push me onto the bed with your hands. 

You drop your body on top of mine and put your arms around me. Your face buried into my tangled hair. Your mouth moving closer to my ear, you whisper softly words of how pleased you are with my pleasure.

I reach down the bed and pull the blankets up over you and I. Relaxed and spent from your torturous pleasure.

And we sleep.

morgan
 January 2001

Replica

The wind howls in the doorway sweeping in the cold
Amongst the  dying leaves, my many lives are told
I am the harvest moon shining on your  face
I am the heat of pleasure offered in its place.

The midnight owl she screeches, ears ring in the sound
Amongst the dying masses, my teasing ways abound.
I am the darkest shadow, a place to hide away
I am the soft  caress; you ache for in the day.

The firelight flashes brightly, you  squint within its
glare
Amongst the dying embers, you reach and find me  there.
I am your own reflection, a replica exact
I live within your mind's  eye, your twin in me,
intact.

Morgan Aine
January 2001

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