Maddeningly Bite Me
Poem by: ROBINREADHER
If this isn't loving, he doesn’t know what love is.
Killer sex biting me heavenly bliss
"Deep wet Kiss" pursuit
Wall Street power-suit I 'm wearing the Catsuit
So out of breath he pumps hard inch by inch
Italian Lover pinch out of moans and breath
Just bite me jabs deep filling her sheath
His teeth tugging at her earlobe. Bite me over the Globe.
The coffee he’s up erect grips him hard like silk.
He’s the semen milk.My tongue licks him like
"Booksie Silk" Thick so slippery slick
He's roughly sadistically but cool
sarcasm
Maddeningly bite me dazed by powerful orgasm
Such intense eroticism for his every touch
More pleasure a must just for his salvation.
He spins her in redemption he seeks
Like giving birth her nipples peak
Stretching the skin slick velvety folds
She grabs his cravat to hold what unfolds?
He plunges deeper in and out body rhythm
Another decadent orgasm treasure
Goes boom drinking in her gasp of pleasure.
He fucks her so deep not enough room
He sets the pace hard and fast
Her face in his lap at last her tongue
touches him, is his favorite intensity
Hardcore is raw at her best sexuality
Feels it ripple swipes her tongue in more
Every nerve ending is inflamed her core wet pulsing
She is cumming in time she swallows him
she feels him swelling and prolonging building putting
pressure on her most sensitive spot
Her pleasure coffee spills on his spot. She is already
deep in his heart another bite urgent needs every inch.
His thick shaft they both have a bite what an edge of release.
Begging him to start over Please.Fuck me begging for more
Bite bite bite all over the website.
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Comments
I enjoyed this erotic fabulously detailed poem that is more like a short story.
A kind of abstract eroticism....I like this.
Love this word play was divine. Master of the quill you had me with this one excellent piece ;)
RR, the images through out this sexy word play is a sweet tease as it a pleasing in sound when read and in my head. Nicely done with each roll of the tongue. :)
Was it meant to be written as abstract either way was a good read ty.
This is hot! Oh wow, oh my!
Whoa, what a wild and scrumptious breakfast that was! (Love this HOT thing in the middle of your poem)....your style is different. There's a 'confusion' of words that serves your imagery well and I really like it. Poems are not meant to be like 'prose'....it's literary shadow dancing, and you are a ballerina. Beautiful and Sexy! Very Alluring Piece, girl!
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