Raw Passion

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Claudiah
Claudiah
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I dream of you
Late at night
Your luscious cock
Would feel so tight

My pussy’s wet
And oh so slick
Just thinking of
Your big thick dick

In my mind
I see your eyes
Burning through me
As you part my thighs

Your tongue touches
Just my lips
I cry out “YES”
And raise my hips

You pin me down
Licking harder still
My clit you seek
What a thrill

Aching with need
My body shakes
You slide in your fingers
With every quake

Getting so close
Reaching for release
Almost there
Then you cease

I turn on you
Tie you down
You’ll do what I want
This time around

I straddle your face
My whole body a flush
You swallow hard
As I start to gush

Then I slide down
And straddle your cock
You feel soo good
Hard as a rock

You growl and thrust hard
Buried so deep
Cumming so violently
I start to weep

You break the restraints
Force me onto my knees
Then slide in your shaft
With complete expertise

You slam me hard
Both hands in my hair
Don’t stop now
We’re both almost there

You explode in my cunt
As I gush on your cock
We scream out together
Our bodies both locked

We collapse together in frenzied release
The purple dawn just touching the sky
Time as we know it all but ceased
And I drift off still seeing your burning eyes

Claudiah
Claudiah
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lorencinolorencinoover 16 years ago
It Works

It works in all its passionate rawness. You deliver on what your title suggests, and I'll be damned if this poem doesn't actually flow rather flawlessly in all of its raw honesty from the first moist suggestion to the final calm after the storm. <br><br>

So few women seem willing to use the word "cunt" and your use of it is perfectly congruous with its context in this poem. I think this poem is a riot. One of the few "erotic" poems I've seen that actually succeeds at being erotic.

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