poeticdesires

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May I —

~ erotica ~ “May I?” He gave a small head nod in consent. I practically jumped up from my seat and scurried towards him, descending down to the floor, resting on my knees by his feet. His boots were tall stiff leather that, over time, had come to meld closer to the shape of his […]

Six words —

And now for something different… So I was watching some more TED Talks before bed tonight, and one of them featured a man named Sebastian Wernicke. I watched two of his talks actually, and both dealt with synthesizing TED Talks down. With the plethora of ideas floating around among, at the time, one thousand posted […]

Hands —

~ a poem ~My hands in his hair. Guiding his tongue along, around my clit. Brushing his bristly beard in languid strokes up and down my pussy. My legs resting on his shoulders as he devours me. His hands in my hair. Guiding my mouth along his shaft. Bobbing my head back and forth on […]

Wordplay —

~ a pittance poetry ~ 1) Deep in the forest, creeping through the almost nightDrifts a little girl clinging to a small light. She wanders and cries, and holds her beam tightNot knowing what dangers lurk or could fright. She wishes she were home, weeps at her plightFor she does not know how exactly to […]

Good Boy —

~ erotica ~ Everyone was on the floor. He sat cross-legged in front of me. My crotch nuzzled up to his tight little ass, my legs laying lazily on the carpeted ground. My chin rested on his shoulder. We watched the small intimate show, cheering on our friend who was dancing. But I wanted a […]

Music —

~ erotica ~ The concert was loud. And crowded. And because of a series of annoying laws recently passed I had to take my nicotine addiction outside into the cold wet evening. The band was bland, the beer flat and just barely not warm, and the food was sold out, though I would not have […]

Telling —

~ a fictional truth ~ When you came home, tired from work, grumpier than normal. When you flopped down on the couch, kicked off your shoes, and said you wanted nothing more than to be left alone. When I slowly crept beside you, and softly asked if you wanted me to rub your shoulders. Or […]

PDA —

~ a half imagined moment ~ We sat in the diner booth, the three of us killing time til our afternoon movie, a distraction to fill the dreary Sunday. He sat next to me, our legs almost, but not quite, touching. Our friend sat across from us, massaging his scalp, then retying his dreadlocks back up […]

Quick —

~ erotica ~“Wait.” He turned, looking at me quizzically. When the doors to the elevator closed, I immediately grabbed him by his tie and pulled his body towards mine. We slammed against the wall with a muffled thud, his head now near mine as I continued to hold his fashioned noose. His leather gloved hands […]

Cool —

~ a story ~ As the doors opened, my breath caught in my throat, yet I tried not to show it. She just stood there, no leaned there, against the wall of the elevator, her manner so striking, yet quiet, unassuming. Her body was positioned in the lazy way fashion models try to fake, but […]