The moment approaches, something building inside
Once that corner is turned, there is nowhere to hide
The waiting is best, or is it worst, I don't know
But please keep on pounding, keep hold on that flow
I pull him in deeper, into my juicy dark trap
He responds with a firm but so gentle tap
Skin moulded to skin, his pole firm and full
He bites my left nipple, gives the other a pull
The moment approaches, I am ready to scream
My lover stops pounding, his face all a beam
Don't tease me my love, take me where I must go
Release me now, let my cum juices flow
The waves stop for a moment, then rise up once again
His pounding now heavy, both pleasure and pain
Soaked with desire, there's no holding back
I'm crazed with emotion, on the right track
He spasms, I scream, we are spent, I am done
That moment of ecstasy, together we come.
Submitted: July 22, 2021
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Love that!
I thought the first line was intriguing, given the direction of the poem. It makes this liaison seem a bit taboo. Like most good poetry, the context is vague, and we fall rather immediately into the physical experience - leaving behind all measure of hesitation.
This was fantastically done, tickles the imagination!
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VanillaEssence
nicely done.
Fri, July 23rd, 2021 2:42amdreams of the everyday housewife comes to mind.
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Well I'm not sure this is in any way an everyday housewife!
Mon, August 2nd, 2021 10:20pmBut if you find one like this, let me know.
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