fairy tales and mythical creatures

In the haunts of her mind,
A cave awaits;
Her breasts and hips sway like thick cut steaks;
His presence she feels, her desire to take..
Still she walks its halls in an slow, pensive state.
The drips and echoes speak aloud,
Her fair skin the tell, that she's aroused.
It tightens and goosebumps encircle round..
Her blossom leaks and begins to growl,
When suddenly, her hand he takes.
He pulls her near without a sound,
Her moans and whimpers gently crowd,
Until his penetration she cant ignore,
She gives herself, her wanton whore.
He thrusts his monster deep inside;
Her heart, her legs,
Spread open wide;
A mighty thrust and she's all but bred,
An aurora of lights bouce round her head.
The presence left cant be ignored,
Her desire filled, her castle stormed;
She savors his gift, now puddled on the floor;
Yet all that she can desire,
Is more.

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For Méli

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Then mansplain I must,
Only if you entrust, my every calculated counts move.
You, the countess to be, come stay a long while with me,
Till the bells in your sweet heart combust.
Ill assure you no tricks,
No tacky dic pics,
If you give me the time to explain,
Only a woman that wants, something so simple, it haunts;
A mansplain for his countess to be.



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Mmmm...does she like men to ride her? She looks like a petite breed; Perhaps im too heavy at 260lbs, and in that case will she be led?!..so delicious!🦄✨🤌🔥🔥🔥🌹⚔️
I'll let my Centauride answer that:

“My dear, your poor human male has nothing on being serviced by a stallion, and yes, I do believe I require a good wash down. As do you, after all we don’t want any rutting males do, we?”
“You’re not angry with me, I mean two…”
“Females can have just as much fun with each other, is that what you want to hear? I do believe you are blushing again. You forget one thing my dear, although I am quite flexible, I cannot reach the itch that needs scratching so to speak. I envy you.”
I paused; this was interesting. She sent me a very racy vision, one that involved things even I understood. My fingers could reach and do what she could not, bring myself to completion. That moment of shuddering bliss, the loss of control as it overwhelmed me. Not crying out, as my body shook, so as not to wake my parents.
“As you have removed most of the mud, let’s finish off in the wet room.”
“You have a wet room, then why have I spent so much time and effort…?”
She smiled before replying. “Our stallion gets upset if we block the drains with mud and debris, come follow me.”
 
Misted Anxiety

My friend and I are close as thieves;
We know our way, as she relieves
Her thirsty quest for souls of men:
Ripping out their flesh, if they contend
That she really just cannot be
More than misted anxiety...

🐧Méli 🐧
sprite, siren, amazon, undine,
myriad souls you do clean,
yet we cannot resist,
when you persist,
to undress,
we confess.
 
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