Finley

My Siren Call

I stood in the mirror and dropped the innocent mask.
turning this way and that.
Delighting in the way this Black lace tight dress hugged every inch of my
beautiful body.
I took note of the way the heels made my ass ever more abundant.
I saw the way they made my legs look never ending and smiled.
I took in my face then, the face of a true trained tempest.
My eyes were more green than blue tonight, Almost neon, From the
combination on a burgundy smokey eyes, and ox blood red lipstick.
Oh yes, tonight when I walked into the bar, No one would be able to keep
from gawking at me.
Tonight I made myself into a siren, my look only the beginning of my call.
The men would flock and delight,
and wonder what might entice me home with them tonight.

Finley

Creampie Princess

Creampie Princess
Once upon a time, In a place not that far away, Lived a spoiled little
Princess named Finley.
Her royal Highness had a dirty little secret and its not that she enjoyed
a little dirty talk.
Rather Princess Finley loved being used as a cum dumpster.
Loved the feeling of Cum bursting forth deep into her little cunt.
Loved milking every drop out with her own orgasm.
Loved being coated in it from head to toe.
Loved to gag on it as a cock exploded in her throat,
but the thing she loved the most was her tiny little cunt being filled to
the brim with white hot cum.
so why don’t you cum fill up this princess?

Finley

Forever Daddy’s Fuck toy

This weekend daddy gave her a true treat,
Choking and dirty talk.
There we were in the dark, a mess of limbs and blankets.
Daddy’s mouth on my neck,
my body twitching in a symphony of his composition.
Oh baby girl he whispered breath heavy in my ear, tell me what you want?
I could only manage a groan as he let his hand slip into my pants.
Fuck Baby girl, he groaned as he felt how I melt under his touch.
I finally got a word out. Please daddy, I murmured it over and over again.
He was on me in an instant, hands ripping clothes from my flesh.
Right before he slid inside his hand wrapped around my throat, clamping
down. Then daddys dick was in to the hilt and I choked under his grasp,
trying so hard to moan out my appreciation.
– Forever Daddy’s Fuck toy

Finley

You know where to find me

Find me in the back of the bar,
follow me to the bathroom,
Press me up against the wall,
Bite my neck and fuck me rough.
Cover my mouth to hide my moans.
Pound into me harder,
and when your hand can no longer contain my sounds,
let your hand wrap around my throat.
Feel me loose control
and fall over the edge as your hand clamps down.
-You know where to find me

Finley

Jump with me

I know you like it when I beg,
When desire floods my eyes and puts a rasp on my voice,
Overwhelmed with this consuming need for you.
but what you really love,
Is when my moans turn to the screaming of your name like a prayer,
Daring you to push me over the edge,
or rather fall with me darling.
– Jump with me

Finley

baby come drive me insane

my skin shivers, at the graze of your teeth on my neck.
Your breath on my ear makes me twitch, but its the talking dirty that makes me writhe against you.
The way your fingers flit up my back steals the breath from lungs, and then you scratch down, nails digging in hard and I can’t stay still.
But the thing that takes away my sanity is the flick of your wrist and the surprise of your hand coming down hard on my ass.
-baby come drive me insane

Finley

take your time

Kiss down the winding road of my spine,
and maybe you’ll just find the secret spaces of me.
Find doors that open only for moans and whimpers.
your lips are the key, come unlock me.
-and take your time doing it.

Finley

passion

Are you ready?
for your hands to fist white sheets,
for my fingers to claw down your skin,
for the bed to move in a rhythm of our own composition.
for my teeth to dig into that neck of yours.
for your breath to be lost in the pleasure from the meeting of our thighs?
– You know exactly where to find me.
Come get lost in the passion with me.

Finley

I’ll leave you aching

Tell me my love, What makes that cock twitch?
Tell me how you wish to make that bed rock, with my bewitching body beneath you.
Teach me the angles in which you’d like my back to arch against you.
Show me how you wish it to be and I will make it a reality.
I will learn the pathways to your pleasure and I will not stop until you beg me too.
-I’ll leave you aching

Finley

make me ache

“Tell your neck
I am coming near,
I want my lips to feel your heartbeat
and smirk slow when they know
they are the reason behind
the racing.
Tell your chest
to rise and fall and rise
and fill with enough air
to rise once more
once I’ve stolen all I can steal.
Tell your hips
I will match their pace
and loose happily the race
if it means tying you
at the finish line.
Tell your toes
to learn the angles
They’ll be curling,
I’ve lips to lent
and skin to send
into constant states
of shivers.
Tell your lips
mine are coming home.
Lost on the road
that winds its way across
your body,
tell them to open slightly
and I’ll give back that air
I have thieved.”
-Tyler Knott Gregson
I’m more than ready for my skin to be sent into a constant state of shivers, and to feel your hands, lips, hips, and cock everywhere.