Evening Sin

Evening Sin

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Confessions

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Confessions

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Submitted: September 28, 2018

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Evening Sin

 

 

Comes now my midnight lover's call

that softly echoes down the hall.

I pull the sheets and lift my head,

then slowly saunter out of bed

so careful not to wake your sleep

with all the secrets that I keep.

 

He meets me at the bottom stair,

removes my gown and underwear.

We tiptoe lightly to the den

and spark the fire of evening sin.

 

My hands against the mantle rest.

His fingers roam across my breasts

and down my belly to the place

he opens wide, then bends to taste.

 

I sprinkle honey on his lips

and arch my back into his grip

with heaving gasps as he devours

the nectar from my blooming flower.

 

The scent of mating fuels the flame.

He slaps my ass and pulls my mane.

Our passion pools between my thighs

with every thrust his tongue applies

 

until, so sloppy wet and wild,

my pussy begs to be defiled.

He pries me open with his pole

then shoves his prick into my soul.

 

Above the hearth, the roaring heat

has foiled our plans to be discreet.

You hear my moans and rise to see

my lover plunge his cock in me.

 

So thick and long - you stare in awe.

He holds me down and fucks me raw!

No spermicide.  No latex sheath.

And I, the burning hole beneath

his pounding spear, his heavy balls -

His shaft is stretching out my walls.

 

You watch with puppy dog despair.

My eggs are ripe.  He doesn't care.

His testicles grow tight and flex

their creamy load inside my sex.

 

My muscles clinched, I scream "Oh God!"

A ring of icing coats his rod.

 

As I convulse in ecstasy,

his cum is pouring out of me

like milky rivers down my crack.

He's knocked me up.  It's just a fact.

 

With teary eyes, you look dismayed

at what a mess my lover's made.

I coax you please to lay beside

and let me give your face a ride.

 

You hesitate, but in the end

I smother you with evening sin.

By midnight moon, you drown content

between my legs...as I repent

 

 

 

 

 

 


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