All Comments on 'It was a Dark and Stormy Night'

of the storm and their passionate encounter.

"Tight. Slick. Velvet. Her mortar. My pestle."

A very subtle poem in some regards. Simply structured and still erotic.

Well done.

Or it will interrupt you. Good and smoking hot. What a great way to spend the night. You made us see the two of you, believe it as it happened. I hope the reality was as good as the story (and if it was, I hope they didn't damage the paint when they scraped the two of you off the ceiling).

... and I enjoyed this so much that I read it three times (so far).

Lovely imagery that I almost immediately got lost in. Thank you!