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erotic poem - a vent out of my suppressed feelings. |
I want to let my fingers run through your lustrous silky hair... I wish to brush those beautiful strands aside to expose your graceful neck I can never resist kissing.... A few soft kisses at first your body trembles at the feel of my lips and tongue My teeth will find vulnerable spots I will bite you just enough to keep your attention My hands will slip around your curvy waist exploring the topography of your beautiful landscape first on the outside, then underneath One by one the buttons of your blouse come undone, oh, what a relief! I want to avail your bare flesh Only for my delicate touches Our breathing, yes, it's becoming quicker As my body presses against yours My fingers will find the tenderness of your silky breasts I want to touch your soft skin and explore every inch as a paint brush does to a canvas I want your hand to reach for mine and guide it all the way through And make you long for me, more and more And for me to discover the wet cavern; yes, that cavern that lies between your thighs I want you to open the top of your panties And lead my hand inside Let my fingers slip in Deep into your overflowing crevice Softly exploring all textures, Your rigid little clit Let my thumb arouse you circle your tender button as my fingers plunge deeper within Let your head arch back waiting eagerly to find my lips And allow me, my queen My tongue will do a dance as I pleasure you inside Soft moans and gasps the volume and velocity rises So does the heat within us Gasping for breath, I want you to tell me Not to stop not to stop.... I am rippling, I am raging My member stands straight and tall I lean and yearn for Your hole, your hand, your mouth Hoping to find all of them, It thrusts and thrusts Waiting to explode At last, long last, I try to shoot a huge load of thick gooey stuff You cry, you moan, you scream Not yet! Not yet! You pull away as fast as you got on We forgot the condom, you say And you insist on the latex thingy For we dont want a junior yet We rush to get a towel, a cover On not finding one You finally open your mouth As if you are yawning Suddenly a heat engulfs, so moist, tender, slick And then you perform What I yearned for Your special little trick Deep inside, I pump and pump Desire grabs my hips As I pull out I say to you That you are so fucking sexy That I love you so much |