Saturday, April 16, 2016

Scarfing

The lights are off
My computer screen is on
My favorite scarf hangs from my chair
I've waited for this moment all day
To be alone with my fantasies

She moans and I moan
Her pleasure gives me shivers
As he thrust inside filling her hole
I realize the void in my soul
The lost feeling of completion
That every night goes untold
Every day I have to put on hold

I feel the cotton
Rub on my bare skin
Rising my anticipation
Calling to me
Like a siren in the sea
Wanting to hold me

My passion has peaked
So my scarf I seek
Pleasure and pain
Have engulfed my brain
Am I insane?

Inside my closet
My trusty pole awaits
Waiting for my scarfs
Warm embrace
Now the trifecta begins

The cotton grips my neck
It comforts me
As the pole takes my weight
I slowly slip into euphoria
As I begin the final ritual
My climax nears its completion

Those final strokes
Tightens my scarf
As I release my soul
Floating to paradise
Leaving this world
Transcending to another

Now I feel whole
Now I can view the world
I've seen things untold
In those wee seconds
That I let my soul go
From this taboo hold

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