- Erotic Poetry
- Carnival
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I’ll be your candy apple,
your sticky sweet serene.
You’ll slide inside my ultra glide
and glaze my Krispy Kreme.
I taste like cotton candy.
You pound my tambourine.
I twirl my skirt. “Please make this hurt!”
You rip me at the seam.
Your bumper car has busted
my cherry jelly bean.
You stretch and break my funnel cake
until I start to scream.
The carnival has ended.
I’m pouring like a stream.
You’ve won your prize between my thighs.
I lick your pretzel clean..
- COMMENTS
HottieOlwenabout 1 month agoRoll up! Roll up! We hear the cry
The fair has come to town
I don't give a fig for any fairground ride
I just want my panties taken down.
Last year behind the waltzer
I sucked a carney's cock
It was long and thick, and very pink
And reminded me of a stick of rock.
Mystic Meg she told my fortune
Which she read in her crystal ball
"You're gonna get fucked," she told me,
"Tonight, in the bumper car hall."
And do you know, her words came true
I was fucked, not once, but thrice.
Once in my cunt, once up my arse,
And in my mouth too. It was very nice.
Anonymousabout 2 months agoDelightful! Your metaphorical play with carnival treats is saucy. Perfect rhythmic cadence too. Thank you.
