J came over early, we were suppose to go to a afternoon movie, then catch some dinner, and come back to my place. We made it to me opening the door.. Hello, close the door, a long deep I miss you kiss, then clothes flung to the floor, with my body right behind them... Boy, a dick can really penetrate deep when you are on a floor... J did however buy me dinner after I ordered it. (We needed to refuel) Who said dessert should be eaten after dinner was dead wrong... he-he ... Oh, here's the poetry part...
Naked bodies embrace,
Greedy need heats up the room
Lips touch,
Mouths moan,
Hands roam,
Desire burned from our insides out
Being apart has been lonely,
Not seeing each other has been hard,
But feeling his hard pulsating cock against my flesh in need,
Feeling his thirsty lips suckling against my neck in want,
Hearing his passionate moans vibrate in his throat,
Almost made up for the lacking of,
The not having of
His passion topples my body quickly into its back,
The broadness of his cock pushed against the tight of my wet opening,
One hard thrust inserted his swollen dick into the heat of my core
Fire engulf my soul,
Lungs screamed from the sensations of ecstasy that rushed inside my pussy,
As his hard as a rock cock push deep into my sobbing wet pinkness
Hips gyrated in the rhythm of need,
Sweat escape our flesh pores,
As our sexual dance precedes
His width stretched my insides,
His length touched the darkest of my womb depths,
My legs open wider to accommodate his sizable filling
Lungs grunt on each hard downstroke,
Fingernails became weapons, shearing open bare flesh,
As animalistic lust take over our bodies actions
Deep thrust after deep thrust sore into my sensitive domain,
The sound of clashing hips, crowds the air in the room,
Sloshing sounds of wetness and suction, bullies its way into the crowded
air space,
As the feel of his harden cock diving deep into my well, pushes me to the blink of an orgasm
A scream of release bounced off the wall as my body shakes,
His voice gravels as my pussy spasm tighter on his swollen girth,
My body stiffen, then shook with eye blurring velocity as the feel of his hot molten sperm filled my insides with its whiteness,
Hips clashed until they could clash no more
As we sleep,
Our bodies laid in a heap,
Soon to awaken refreshed,
Recharged to make hot loving sex
You're right. Who said you, strictly, have to eat dessert last? :-)
ReplyDeleteYour poem has me moaning, just like 1ManView's. Well done!
Thank you TS99, I really appreciate the compliment. :) ... 1Man did have a hand in the structure of this one and others. The gifs I borrow (ha-ha), are from his collection. The idea to do my adventures in writing and a poetry form was his. So thank you 1ManView for putting up with the kid... :)
DeleteKeep writing! I'll keep reading!
ReplyDeleteNice piece PE, this turned out nicely. Now if I could just keep you out my Gifs.. :)
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