Loving Touches.

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My skin tingles where you touch me.
I am lost in your embrace.
I feel myself awakening.
My heart begins to race.

You slide your hands down past my breasts.
Down to my private place.
I shudder with anticipation.
Yet you move up to my waist.

I shake in my frustration.
Yet you whisper not to fret.
My pleasure is your utmost goal.
That you won't forget.

I wait patiently.
For that sweet release.
The one I know I'll feel.
From my head down to my feet.

You kiss me softly on my neck.
And whisper sweetly in my ear.
I cannot wait much longer though.
Your voice is all I hear.

You drop to your knees.
As my eyes begin to tear.
You kiss my soft, smooth lips.
And you melt away my fear.

You lay me down upon your bed.
Your body molds to mine.
I feel relaxed and ready
as you enter me for the first time.

The pain overwhelms me.
I cry out in shock.
You love my breasts tenderly.
After my cherry is popped.

You slide slowly in and out.
My pain begins to ebb.
I start to softly moan
and my sprit feels lifted.

You love me slow and tenderly.
Like you said you would.
The pleasure is intense.
It feels almost way too good.

"Cum for me." you whisper.
Just then I do comply.
I whisper to you of my happiness.
And I begin to cry.

You kiss my tears away.
And tell me just to rest.
This make me understand what its like
to have a happy end.

That night I slowly drift to sleep.
Never to wake again.
My heart has stopped and I have died.
but my soul does not cease to contend.

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AnonymousAnonymousover 16 years ago
Haunting

A beautiful poem about as far away from your fantasy as it could get! The last stanza disturbed me, though. Write some more, maybe an erotic story from your life or imagination. I think maybe, you will have a talent for it.

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