- Erotic Poetry
- Group Sex
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Hands, hands, hands everywhere
caressing my skin and pulling through my hair.
Warm skin all around me
open arms wherever I see.
Eager lips that hunger to kiss,
to lick, to suck, to give me bliss.
My hands reach out and touch warm skin,
a long, hars cock brushes agaisnt my chin.
One cock in my mouth, one in each hand,
as I straddle my lover, chiseled and tanned.
My handles support me through the ride,
the fifth comes behind me and opens me wide.
Sealed airtight, like a Tupperware box
as I enjoy the pleasure of all these cocks.
I moan when I cum, again and again,
I just can't get enough of these men!
When we're finally spent, we collapse in a puddle,
catch our breaths, and begin to cuddle.
- COMMENTS
lawrobburalmost 15 years agofrom one poet to another, very nicely done.
smiles and smooches,lisa
bogusbrigalmost 19 years agoI'm wondering if I was a chiselled and tanned stud I would collapse and begin to cuddle after group sex. I'm inclined to think I wouldn't. The woman probably being an object for gratification as opposed to someone I thought a lot about, as I'm sure if love was involved I wouldn't want to share her.
There is nothing wrong with such amorality, I just feel a more salacious or moral judgement stance would have increased the depth of the poem. I always find difficulty in pulling off writing about such wanton carnality, I have to admire someone for attempting it.
b'brig
Anonymousalmost 19 years ago....as porn - porn as poetry. This reads like a glossy page of a high-class porn mag.
Not that there's anything wrong with that - far from it.
Tess
