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Click hereThoughts wander night drive
Lighted bubble in the dark
Four lanes of empty introspection
She sits quiet by my side
Miles vanish behind high beams
Stags cross the interstate
Ghostly flash
Too fast for brake
car slows hearts race
Rutting season she gasped
Words strike vision quest
Fingers itch for papers skin
And hers
Pop a Cealis then contemplate the deed
Rubber.......piston...........no hair
smoking.....seized...........down there
Harry..........add oil..........or flames
stroking......how lucky.....would sure
Oh!.............she'd..............flare
Blink:
Four lanes become two
Then two one and a half
Speeding through the dark
Racing twisted curves homeward
Winding hills breakneck haste
Rush to desk
First love
Submitts under hand
She, forgotten
Left to wander house
Life revealed, lover's reality
First view
Infinite visulization
Dusty art, neglected literature
Twisted shower dreams
On wall and stall
Old bachelor's digs
Waters thrum from tub
Pen's scratch from paper
Splashes in bath
Words quickly slashed
Time stops
She is at the door
Smiling nude
Ears glow
Cealis has arrived
I rise
Meet her eyes
Fingers at buttons
Hands on skin
Lips join
Breathe again
Forget the pen
It's rutting season
This gave me some very vivid pictures. You use of words to paint this picture was superb. YOU GET 5 STARS!
You have really evolved in your writing, Mr. H, and developing an easily identified voice. I like the impressionist feel of this, its like flipping through one of those books where the images change page by page. And I like the ending.
Now to the fix-t suggestions: proofread! Spelling: Cialis, submits, maybe pen's. Paper's or papers skin? I don't get that either way. huh?