- Erotic Poetry
- Bukkake Dream
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Orgiastic feast of men swirl:
I came out of the womb a harlot,
and to the urn I shall return as one.
You spank my bottom scarlet,
because I’ve been a bad, bad girl.
Boyfriends are fun to tease,
but it’s the husbands that I want:
Licking lollipops till they’ve dwindled,
rubbing against your friends,
till I don’t know where I start,
and where they end.
Men in multiples are my dream;
Their semen is mine to spend,
till they feel swindled.
Do you object, my dearest boy?
I’ve nine lives as a use-me toy.
They circle like the spokes of a wheel.
‘Round they go, this circus of cream;
My body is ready to lend,
mouth agape and eyes lidded.
Like a center slave, I do kneel:
Gather ‘round till your ivory screams.
Each man has been fitted:
My mouth like a velvet sleeve,
gash stretched like a hooker’s budget.
With every stripe, I heave,
face painted like everyman’s flag.
