- Erotic Poetry
- Fervent Fantasies
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In the quiet depths of night, he dreams,
Of her, a vision in moonlit beams.
Her hair of silk, her eyes a maze,
His heart ignites in a fiery blaze.
In his mind, she dances near,
Stirring desire, crystal clear.
Unzipping jeans, he takes control,
Passion's flames within him roll.
Fingers trace along his skin,
Aching need wells up within.
Imagining her by his side,
He lets go of all his pride.
Masturbating with fervent delight,
Ecstasy building to a height.
His breath quickens, pulse races,
Lost in these forbidden places.
Her name a whisper on his lips,
As into pleasure's abyss he slips.
Till at last, release is found,
In quiet moans that echo 'round.
Sperm pumps over his hand,
Spent and sated, in this land.
A man consumed by passion's fire,
His heart and soul filled with desire.
- COMMENTS
DampKittenabout 1 month agoPretty Hot, Mark. You know, girls like to know when your wanking over them.
So, send some flowers with a card:
"Last night I jerked off really hard
just thinking about making love to you.
Will you make my fantasy come true?"
Okay, sorry. I didn't think the florist would pass out on the floor.
