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 hereIn the wallet of my memory
I have my children's pictures,
My early thirsts and first-time crimes,
Some hurts.
Here's my first orgasm. The vibrator
At my lap surprised me at eleven
And life was changed both good and ill.
Here's my first hand masturbation.
There's the scene--the family bathroom:
That child, stillborn, still lives with me.
Next we have my first French kisser.
Lovely, pillowed lipped, sweet-breathed
Buxom lass from first year college!
I see the Buick's front bench seat
Parked behind the doughnut shop,
And my shock at how we dove into each other's mouths.
Here's my first breast worship session.
Large, hefty, I weighed them in my palms,
I licked and sucked each square inch
And pulled the nipples with my lips
Into salutory camera triggers.
And next, fellatio, first, my wife-to-be
Gave unto me. A bastard child!
Orphaned future, faked seduction
She never planned for us to keep.
And there's where I forsook my honor.
The phonograph parked by the bed
Played Ludwig's 9th as I climbed astride
The weeping thighs and knew
The insides of my wife-to-be.
A forest, next, where first I took
My future bride in daylight. Twigs and
Brush our blanket, the clouds her ceiling tiles.
A quickly taken photograph, for
Neither she nor I could last too long
Under the robin's song.
Last, I treasure last time she,
My wife who'd promised much to me,
Took my body to her mouth and gulped me.
That loss-worn photo, decades creased,
Is my child long since deceased.
I've said farewell to all of them,
These children in my wallet.
Sterile love, if love it be,
Aborted any further children.
Now give my wallet back to me!
I need to stanch my memory from hemorrhaging,
These pictures, poultices of kids,
To spore my mold'ring bitterness.