The Power of Words

In the realm of words, where stories ignite,
A spark within me, a desire to write.
Your tales inspire, a flame in my mind,
A scribble, a line, a verse, I find.

Images of her form, a tantalizing sight,
Arousal stirs, as I pen with delight.
My words flow freely, a symphony of lust,
Her body's curves, a vision I must trust.

I pause to adjust, a bulge in my pants,
Hard and throbbing, a yearning it grants.
I unzip, release, a moment of ease,
As I envision her, her fingers she'll seize.

Her swollen bud, a wet spot in sight,
My words ignite, a passion so bright.
I write, my tempo rising, her image in view,
Her fingers dancing, a pleasure so true.

Through final verse, my hand moves with speed,
Rubbing my cock, a need I must heed.
As the words flow, my other hand's embrace,
Rubbing furiously, a desperate chase.

The final words penned, my climax I reach,
A sticky mess, a testament to my speech.
I hope you too, are fingering with delight,
Your orgasms screaming, a pleasure so bright.

In the darkness of words, our passions collide,
Arousing fantasies, where desires reside.
Through the power of pen, our bodies ignite,
A symphony of lust, in the depths of the night.