So, this is my first ever attempt at poetry, and I am not sure that it can even be classed as poetry. However, what kind of lewd fucking Englishman would I be if I didn’t at least try to take advantage of erotica week. As poor as it is. So please be kind. I am not a poet, just terribly lewd.
She enters the room,
long mac and high heels,
Advancing,
With a mischievous smile
My special look,
in her aquamarine eyes,
One foot on my knee,
Oh, now I see
Leaning down,
she opens my fly
Such hungry eyes,
I nearly die
Tongue circled tip,
Nail traced length,
Lips surrounding me,
As she takes it all in
A look of emotion
Contrary motions
Head bobbing deep
Rewards that I reap
Mac open wide,
She sits astride,
Taking all of me,
Deep inside,
Filling her,
Stretching her;
Bodies binding,
Frantic grinding
Simpering,
Whimpering,
Writhing,
Arriving
A jerking release,
Explosions inside,
Clenching, wrenching
Discharging within
Eyes glazed,
One final spasm,
Milking me dry,
A climactic orgasm.
Great job Julian, you don’t give yourself enough credit, It was pretty daring of you to make your first poetry post during Erotic Week, but you did really well and you do have a talent for this “poetry” thing.
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Thank you so very much Dom. Coming from you, as someone whose poetry I enjoy and have great respect for, that means an awful lot. I may have to consider writing more.
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This was actually very nice Julian. Both Lewd and poetic! We knew you had it in you all along.
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Thanks Susan, I appreciate your support. I was very nervous.
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Filth 😉
Let’s see
Girlfriend
trapped high heel on sock
and was pinned to my cock
from half past four
until seven o’clock
Yours is better, and good fun. See, you got me doodling
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Lol. Glad you are doodling. You should have joined in erotica week over on the community storyboard.
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