Night after Night #Poetry #Erotica #BDSM


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It always starts out with tantalizing foreplay

Like a smoldering tease of summer in the month of may

 

Fingers tips weaving with a feather-light touch

Leaving me yearning, and burning like that night we went dutch

 

Acceleration of your lips that brushed and kissed over my skin

All the while, you the wolf were luring me to your den

 

Persuasion was a strong suit for you, but so was your tongue

From the tops of my lungs your praises were sung

 

That was just the appetizer, of course you had more

You made me orgasm, over and over down to my core

 

Now, it was your turn, and your dominance demands

My body twists and turns and flips as you gave commands

 

Your shaft plunging deeper and faster as you grunt and groan

My body reacting, contracting, and greeting you with every moan

 

Your breaths hot and caressing the shell of my ear

As you continue to thrust until orgasmic bliss draws near

 

Together we rock, and we roll with the force of our intimacy

The air stank of sex, and our screams were pure ecstasy

 

Into a heap we collapsed, your arms holding me tight

That’s the way it should be, night after night

Penelope Jones Copyright 2013

16 responses to “Night after Night #Poetry #Erotica #BDSM

  1. Now, what am I to do with this steamy vapor your words produced on my screen here Miss Penelope… (โ—.ฬƒโ—) A very erotic romp you have prescribed here this day… ๐ŸŒŸ

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