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by Harley Author IconMail Icon
Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Erotica · #1443836
Poetic prose I wrote about an old lover.
She struts, on top the world. He talks while standing upon soap boxes like no other. Words spoken by him send her into blissful convulsions. Grins, glances, and touches pass between them. Forbidden is not of their vocabulary.

Sucking dick, licking clit, together orgasms explode. Tongues explore cavernous mouths, bringing excitement to you and i. Fingertips glide across succulent skin, sending goose flesh asunder, uzumaki patterns spiralling out from the center.

Rod ramming, juices sloshing, moans escaping, screams impending, fucking until tomorrow comes.

Hands gripped around my throat, squeezing tight. Breathless i become. Blackness encompassing, stars shattering, you hold life at the brink. Asphyxiation.

I want to feel you, pulsing inside. Sliding slowly, quickly, gently, or rough. Rend the manifested flesh apart. I desire you, pray to the altar, worship your Goddess.

Extra dimensional alien sex fiend. You have looked everywhere. I am right behind you.

Delicate casing, locked up tight, surrounding tender circuits. Impenetrable defenses, whom you are the lone key. I, the gatekeeper; you, the key-master.

You bring joy and happiness, amongst many wonderful things, unto this girl's existence.

Intelligence flows, conversation erupts. Stimulating minds probe thoughts as curious digits seek crevices.

The house shakes. Earthquake? Tornado? Hurricane? Nien. Nyet. Non. Love explodes within. Windows avalanche to the ground. Doors rattle off hinges. Exclamations being shouted to the hilltops. Falling, silence encompassing the night.

I wandered this realm, searching for perfection. Elusive to capture. You compel the perfect to exist, to be ensnared.

The bed sank, foliage cascading around the edges.
“What now?”
“Let our magnetism drive, to where adulation lives.”
“Take the scenic route.”
“Yes, darling.”

midnight. Shall we go? To the royal chamber? To the fuck cell!

You and i, entangled limbs, intertwined. Dribbling sweat glistens; kisses caressing sweetly.

You inspire the beauty that brims the poetry i write.

You trigger destiny's actuality. I finally found you. I fell, hard. You kept me above ground.

Bells chime. Whistles toll. Hotel rendezvous. Middle the night passionate excursions coincide.

Buses and taxis, overnight getaways. Connected, you and i.

Burning appetite. Insatiable. Unquenchable thirst. Devouring you.

Velvety, sticky, pounding phallus. Silken, dripping, yawning sheath. Creamy, luscious, heaving breasts. A vigorous throw down.

Hammer, spear, impale, thrust, probe. I think about you when alone. Drill, nail, skewer, grind. Determined, i strive. Images flutter. Constructs built and destroyed, only to rebuild themselves again.

Spread eagle, i lie, waiting. Prone, come get some. Plunge deep, pummel to the hilt.

Violent, torrid shower. Steaming the mirrors. Peering thru a crack. I spy with green eyes - a ravishing body and a gleaming smile peeking over the door. Sneaking i tried, but was caught. Worth every minute.

Rosy ass. Hand printed cheeks. Reddened palms. Spankings, lashings, slappings. Loud smacks. Giggles, curses, laughter. Brightens any dull day.

Jizz covered fingers. Cum slathered face. Tasting each droplet deposited there.

Rigid cock hide and seek in the pretty pussy. Won't find a better place to stow away.

I wear fuzzy pants belonging to you. Cozy, comfy, and warm.
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