Voyeur

 Why do I love 

That you watch me

Fucking myself? 

I ask myself 

This question

All the time.

Why does it

Do it for me

That you

Take your dick out,

Stroking it hard

And then climax

While watching my body

Move up, down, and all around

In every kind of direction?

I’m not your typical 

Hottie-tottie,

Hoity-toity, 

Bougie baddie.

Nor am I a femme fatale,

Super model,

Porn Star,

Or even a “girl next door.” 

I’m something most don’t

Seem to comprehend. 

Certainly not who many

Could expect 

To see

On their screens.

Gyrating their bodies,

Every fat roll and ripple,

Pinching my little nipples

While sitting on

Such a large, wide frame

Like mine.

Do you like them

Bigger?

More than a bit larger

In size?

In stride,

I know you watch me

Glide

Around the floor

Like a whore

Who just wants attention

When I’m dancing,

But who really wants that attention

When she’s moaning

Yearning

Begging

For a cock

Plunging and plugging me up 

So deeply

Down into my 

Cunny hole.

Yes,

I’m such a nasty girl.

Watch me fuck myself.

Watch this big, fat,

Pale,

Plain(er),

Normal—yet, not so normal

Woman fuck herself

With dildos, riding pillows

And tells you

How much

She enjoys

Your eyes

Fixated right… on… her!