- Erotic Poetry
- Flower
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You sit across from me. Knees apart. Eyes focused.
Thump.
A hand trails down. A button releases. A zipper falls.
Thump.
Freed, a flower emerges from denim confines. Humid. Fruit ripe for plucking.
Thump.
Fingers slide between. Yearning. Caressing.
Thump.
Wet. Hot. Fingers plunging deeply.
Thump.
Moans. The flower pleas for friction. I cannot resist.
Thump.
Hard. An itch to enter. Head at the gate.
Thump. Thump.
I grasp shoulders. You clutch to pull in. Pressing inside.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Cries of pleasure. Pushing again and again. Hot juice dripping from the flower, petals spread wide.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
A scream. The flower clenches tightly. A head thrown back in ecstasy.
Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.
A peak is reached. A flower filled with pollen. Hot and wet, it oozes down its petals.
Thump.
Worn. Wet. Satisfied.
- COMMENTS
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