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Click hereThe sinews of his arms, his legs
Flex with exertion, glisten with sweat
He listens to the moans , stokes the fire
She hungers and hisses, feeds
In the darkness of her underbelly
It is the rhythm of his movement
Ceaseless in his attention,
Never missing a stroke, pumps
Steady and single minded, devoted
To urging her ever onward
She rolls, crashing through waves
Cresting, tossing left then right
He is merciless, demanding
Pushes her until she feels her seams
Splitting, her heat boiling over
All she can do is scream, bellowing
From his attention, devotion, adulation
He is relentless until she arrives safe
resting at her desired destination
Only then does he stop to smile
I found my breath quickened after reading that. Always delighted in the way your pen flowed. Thanks for sharing!
T_T
You carried it through to the end, but didn't push it too far. One minor thing: I think you have an extra space before the comma in line 3 ("He listens to the moans , stokes the fire").
...had to fan one another in the "how mant words" thread when we read this there. Well thought out. Very erotic and full of wonderful double entendre.
Tess
I loved this when I saw it on the threads and I;m very happy to see you submitted this one. A very erotic write that makes one just wanna rip off every stitch and climb on in ...Growlllll !!! One of the best erotic pieces I have read in a long while, putting it on my Fav's list ~ Thanks TT, excellent writing here ~
We had a boilerman who came to our house to deliver coal when I was a kid. I don't remember it being ANYTHING like this! Excellent write, T! Recommended in today's new poems reviews.