- Erotic Poetry
- He Touched
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Click hereHe slowly touched my ivory skin
His dark hand shook with desire
Hesitating with my fly he wanted in
The want made us both perspire
Hardened nipples poked through my dress
He acknowledged them each with a finger
I took off the shirt so that he could caress
Each breast but on my pants he lingered
Easily his fingers had them undone
And they fell to the floor with the rest
Then his fingers had all the fun
As they touched both pussy and breast
Each thrust made me wet
Each pinch made me moan
I knew it would get
Better with his bone
I asked for it begged for it
Deeply wanting his dick
I could imagine how it would fit
As I watched it grow thick
He slid one finger away from my chest
And opened my legs with his hands
Hungrily his wet lips found my breast
And his cock answered my demands
Quickly he thrust his prick into me
I came and my pussy was so wet
Eagerly he came into my pink pussy
It was the best sex I've had yet.
- COMMENTS
ProfessorRalmost 19 years agoThis is a wonderful start, in that the poetess deals with the joy of her experience without getting overly flowery or sentimental.
My Erotic Tailalmost 20 years agoSizzling poem with hot passions pouring from the souls overflow onto a screen and I seen...it and loved it...nice...no = it was a greatly erotic poem.
