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Click herespices bubbled
cloves
cinnamon
nutmeg
orange zests up the mix
apple and sugar to add the sweet
to a fine merlot
resistance dulled
senses sharp
every sip warms from the inside
blooms that radiate from the core
to a willing brain seduced into heat
that sinks deep into hard and wet
our steps stut-
ter, shuffle as we hit the door
your lips soft
then teeth as
leather slips through loops
bare skin glides through fabric
your ardour bruises my neck
marks me as your property
fingers snag in hair
force me down
to taste of your spice
clover bites apple sweet
a boiled treat of salt lick
I drink down every drop
greedy gropes
depths sought
explored before force tremors
seek respite from thin air
red gauze wraps
scratch at nipples as
you writhe out undulation
senses now drugged
eyes now blind
and the feeling of me
on you
in you
feels complete
spices bubbled
mulled wine
come
taste this delicious drop
I had trouble with S3 tod:
"your lips soft
then teeth as
leather slips through loops..."
gave me the impression that teeth are soft.
"your ardour bruises my neck
marks me as your property"
great lines there.
force me down
to taste of your spice
clover bites apple sweet
a boiled treat of salt lick
......Cunnilingus as Poetry : I fived , Tod .
I.m easy, despite what every one says
OK S1 fine. nice pacing.
sharp senses would be a noun phrase - now, I' m not sure of what these things are:
senses sharp
resistance dulled
depths sought
go ask a grammar maven, but they look like metal laziness to me, and are rather common in new writers -the net effect for me is
poetry wrote
poetry read
reader bored...it looks affected, here
"stut-"
also. overdone effect
scratch, snag, bruise, force - This pome has some brutal moments amidst a relaxing romantic scene of drinking wine.
bare skin glides through fabric - This is poetic splendidness.
All making for an odd concoction that you pulled off without a hitch.
Hehe ..... I said concoction ...........