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Click hereThe ocean roared somewhere
Two houses over.
The waves rolled above our heads
Until I drowned in summer
And the nagging of past winters
Melted me.
The cigarette between my lips
Is no substitute,
And the smoke in my lungs
Could leave in a whimper
If it weren’t half a night’s drive
To Houston.
You wouldn’t date a smoker,
But fucking isn’t dating,
And could you resist the sight
Of me curled up on a lounge chair
With nothing on but a
Dress shirt buttoned in one place?
Would you remind me of the pleasure,
Hot and cold, and flick my tongue
With the tip of yours
And tease your palms along my thighs
Until I got impatient
And trapped your hips beneath my own?
Or would you force my breath to catch
And remind me of teeth,
Pressed against parting lips,
And take my wrists in your grip
And pin my hands above my head
As the embers fall away?
this is one of those poems that pulls you into the moment, and places you right there, in the room. i felt completely voyeuristic, while reading this. thanks for the peek. ;)
i'll be keeping my eyes peeled.
that's a phenomenal piece. Your work in general is amazingly solid, but this one caught my eye, partly because of the great title. Well done!
without being trashy and using all those words I hate to see overused in "erotica."
YOU have a good grasp of feelings and feeling. I have enjoyed your work, keep it up, I will be reading!!!
maria
Very excellent read. Got a wonderful erotoc feeling from this poece, however my favorite lines were "Until I drowned in summer; And the nagging of past winters; Melted me." Love those lines!