- Erotic Poetry
- Blue Dress
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Click hereShimmery, slippery satin
Hugging my tits.
Plunging neckline showing cleavage.
Skirt swirling as I move,
Soft against my skin.
His hand smoothes the fabric,
Caresses my body,
Slips beneath the skirt.
Underneath, I wear nothing.
His fingers find my wetness,
Bring me to the brink.
He raises the skirt,
Lifts the dress over my head,
And it is gone, leaving me naked for him.
As he plunges his cock into me,
I glance beside the bed.
Shimmery, slippery satin
In a puddle on the floor.
- COMMENTS
tazz317almost 12 years agothe blue satin is on the way to the dry cleaner, TK U MLJ LV NV
WickedEveabout 16 years agoThis poem is doing too much telling and not enough showing, though it does have potential. I like the image of the dress that you begin with, then you end with that same image of the dress now on the floor.
KOLKOREabout 16 years agoYour magic costume has done its mission, your magic costume can now be gone!
