Order of the Hours


spent all night tumblng
making a game of juxtaposition
tags open: feminism | oviposition | science | cyberpunk
a few others (nsfw)

loose pants with a loose drawstring
fishnet sleeves and otherwise topless
it's 6am and it's time for motherfucking sleep but
the aphrodisia tea i've been drinkin is
bangin on my front door
i've been doing kegels all fucken day
a devilish thought becomes me

dimmer switch

a tug and clothing tumbles to the floor i
look upon myself in my shattered full-size mirror
i know i'm fucking sexy
give myself a show
dance and
writhe and
get myself warmed up i
prowl the floor of my room not yet
wanting to slip into the embrace of sheet and blanket
giving in
breathing deeply and relishing comfort
i turn my [portable] vapourizer on with one hand
and the other reaches down

two fingers (ring and middle)
make contact with the base of my strapless
tracing delicate circles
i create my clit with my imagination
my breath comes in
ga
sps

panting deeper tracing faster
plumes exhale and with each breath out i
get a little hotter i

breathe a little quicker i
lay back into the pillows beneath me
and my eyes close on their own
my mind hones on a deeper sensation
my fingers and foreskin make shocking abrasion
i push them inside in a curious way
cradling myself
'come hither`
they say

i do what feels good and take it from there
between the hormones and the aphrodisiac i'm
soaking with pre
my fingers slick and slide until
the blood starts flowing
it starts engorging
growing
too big for my palm and harder and strong
take it with woman's touch a
gentle pressure top and bottom
stroke
stroke
stroke
slowly and gracefully and the waves start showin
i take all the time i need and then some
this time is for me and my lonesome
stroke too relaxed for moaning
stroke and my vision starts splitting
stroke and my jaw hangs open
mindlessness gets so little affection

i release myself to my lust and let go of thought
hands
shift and switch
trying positions
over and under
a creeping sense of urgency
a bitch in heat who needs release
so fingers wrap tighter
authoritative calm
hammering down and
up and down and

eyes rolled into back of head
a pressure is building
it's all that i am
bre
ath
ing
cu
me
s
up and down and
up and
down and
tighter and faster
growing and growing til
the breaking point is coming
it's coming
it's coming
i'm coming

oh

fuck

the shockwave ripples through me
and only in its aftermath does that moan escape my lips
i'm still coming
bouts of clearish-white jism pour out of me to
accompany the stripe that rests on my shoulder
my body's wracked with spasms i
am still coming
almost
down
floating
down
there

for a minute (perhaps two or even three)
i lie there in bliss
unmoving
when the endorphin cloud parts
i stretch and yawn
taste myself idly (pretty good actually)
and bask in the warmth within

in time i get up
consecrate my wand in my sexual fluids
do a few more things before bed

and sleep the sleep of devils

2013 03 13


des