The following is about an ex-girlfriend.
Let me preface the following with that I am NOT claiming to be cock diesel. Only one ex has insisted on keeping her hand on my stomach. The rest said nothing else but, "dig deep Daddy". That was what I was used too. She also had another kink explained in the following poem.
Dear Natalie
I hate that relaxed stop and go piss
The stop and go
its not for me
I want my streams to be like Queen
and break free
But when its in your hand
its thick and hard
And with a mind of its own
I've beat him, i've pierced him
I express a love for him no one else has ever known
Except maybe you?
So listen.
I need to please him
with a dark warm wet place of his own
So I shove him into you for that sweet escape
who actually writes poems about pissing? is that even commonplace?
But this poem in truth is about you and our cock.
Your palm on my stomach
dictating my depth and pace
I know you prefer to hold it
but this is a different kind of race
To fuck, release, cum, finish
To do what he do!
so go ahead and hold my cock while I pee
I know that's your kink
and in honesty its timid enough a kink for me not to shun
but afterwards
Its my turn for fun.
Remove your fucking palm.
~
We were together for a year. I really dug her and she was GORGEOUS!
But the cock wants what the cock wants.
C'est La Vie
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