- Erotic Poetry
- Her Ebony Lover
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Maurice is from Jamaica.
He flirted with my wife.
She flushed and looked down
Obviously enchanted—
Returning his smile.
Her voice cracked,
And I noticed.
Smiled and stepped back.
Her voice became hoarse,
Her pulse quickened.
When I left
She relaxed and gave herself license,
Accepting his hands, returning his kiss,
Offering her body,
Her lips,
And her sex.
Her rapture.
He took them and stiffened
And slid himself in.
Quickly he entered,
And repeatedly thrust,
Coming in quarts,
Holding her tight,
Matching her cadence,
Then letting her sigh and relax.
They talked softly and embraced
Then dozed and lounged quietly
Until I returned.
I asked, “Was it good?”
They both nodded and
Smiled.
Acquiescing.
Feeling content.
They have repeated their
Moments many times.
Many nights.
Many orgasms.
Occasionally I watch them,
And beam as I do.
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