- Erotic Poetry
- Musician
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
The strongest hands I’ve ever known
belonged to a drummer
Forbidden he was to me
and I to him
which brewed the temptation
into fettering crave
So we stole smoldering moments
upon an empty stage
with only he
pounding in the spotlight
of my adoring lips
testing his ability
to perform
as I performed
drawing from his animalistic energy
the essence of his talent
He only pounded
more ferociously
Only to delight me,
spread me, across the stage
As he stood on the dance floor below
bringing me to strobe in furry,
in perfect rhythm, to his lust
educating me
of the art
inside the energy
Which I believe he still pounds out
For he could throw me high
as he did his drum sticks
and I would land wide open
to anything he could muster
Even still, he never missed a lick
- COMMENTS
