- Erotic Poetry
- Lollypop
Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click here
In the middle of night, every time of the day,
you beg for your lolly, you can’t give it away.
No, it’s not that you beg, you just reach for my tool
and make a sweet face like « Please, just a mouthful ».
There’s no need to argue about the place we are,
you won’t let me escape and I can’t be too far.
Don’t misunderstand me, Honey, don’t get me wrong,
I like it what you do with your hands and your tongue.
The elevator’s fast and the car is too small,
I just want some comfort so I’ll enjoy it all.
It’s not made of sugar, don’t worry about mine,
yes, we could both be pleased if you would take some time.
So next time you come close, if you feel like licking
my lollypop, darling, treat it like it’s a rose.
- COMMENTS
