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Click hereOur sex is not mundane
A wrestling match with many postures
Not a gentle courtship
Nor Victorian mating
My true love sits nude on my face
Her anus pressed hard against my tongue
Pulling her ass cheeks apart
She rides me until my rasping probing intrusions
Are a part of her anatomy
My fingers gently plying her clitoris
Squeezing her nipples
Caressing her voluptuous breasts
She lifts her hips
I am caught
Between the vortex of cunt and ass
While she like a mad woman
Throats my cock raw and sore
I never taper her ardor
For fear she might alter her behavior
While my lips, tongue, nose
Explore her vagina
Sweeter smoother than a raw oyster
Her appetite changes
As does her position
Now facing me on top
She lowers her hips
We meet impaled
I love her madness, her insatiable
Orgasmic delight when I’ve entered her
After long thrust and parry
I hold on to hear her sweet words
“Oh oh ooooooo I’m cuming”
That triggers release
A torrent of sperm
We lie still
In the minutes after,
My throbbing cock softening
Gently spasming
Still inside her, penetrating,
The steaming sperm leaks out of her cunt
Onto my pubic hair, chest and belly
She sits triumphant in her throne
She looks down at me
Her eyes roll back
Her clitoris contracting
My red raw swollen cock finally relaxes
I am tethered as a deep-sea diver to his air
this poem is more descriptive of coitus than a personal poem. A personal poem is one that is a plea or request addressed to another (an intimate love letter), or a poem only fully understood or fully meaningful to only that one person (this poem speaks of "her" not of "you" and is one step away from a personal poem). This poem has no secret message and is easily understood by any adult. But whatever, poets are often the poorest judges of their efforts and I thank you for taking the time to read it. best regards, er
Yet I seem to recall being told that my poems have some elements you think are too personal :-)
This one seems pretty personal to me.....it's older granted........but I like it.
but it shows the degree of the relationship, that of it's nature, being of the importance of air to a deep sea diver
Between tge vortex of my brain & my penis !! 5-ed