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TRICKLED SPIT (NASTY POETRY)

My pussy trickled spit

While he slurped nasty on my hard nipples

Searching fearlessly

Mouth nasty

Wet tongue

Gliding

Slippery

Spit all up and down on my clit

I said no

But really meant yes

We wrestled in the bed while my pussy got seriously wet

Sheets already juicy from this fruity mess

And she smelled good

I felt every bit of his manhood

Tickling spots

That took only seconds to unlock

They swam rivers

That shivered every nerve

She licked spots that were well deserved

I had nowhere to run

And I pleaded

Because the truth was

I needed

So desperately

To feel myself cum

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DISTANCE (POETRY)

Mathematical division

Aptitude

Hard for me to cum

Attitude

Not so ready for this lust

Fully bloom

Petty arguments black or white

Misconstrued

Need to put some distance between this forest

Latitude

Dialogue not complex enough

Platitudes

Feel all alone with this dude

Solitude

Costume not heavy enough

Magnitude

Tryna’ find some happy

Gratitude

So I move silently through this turmoil

Unscrewed

Mathematical division

Aptitude

Hard for me to cum

Attitude

WET DREAM (POETRY)

He made me feel like I was in dream

With a lot of gentle

Mixed with a just enough mean

He touched me softly

And my nibbles arose

He even asked me if he could suck my toes

He was nothing like the last man  I choose

He sucked on my nibbles

Like cherries to the seed

I was hungry for this ocean in me to be freed

I rolled over, trying to shift my weight

I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming

It felt like I was in some kind of dream state

He kissed my neck

And he made me moan

He looked in my eyes

Challenging my sensual tone

I tried to get up but he pinned me down

And all I heard was nasty, wet slurping sounds

He had me wet and paralyzed to the bed

His face disappeared and all I saw was his head

Finally he came up for air and kissed me on my face

I pulled him closer because I wanted to taste

And I licked his face leaving non of me to waste

I laid back screaming

Because his tongue felt so good

I really wanted to cum

I really felt like I could

He said

You better not cum

But every emotion in me won

When he went back down

And I began to scream

And I was pissed off when the flight attendant woke me

Realizing

It was only a dream

 

MENTAL MASTURBATION (POETRY/ PART 2)

Underneath my skirt

And way beneath my skin

Are spirits of men

I never want to see again

Lurking in my soul

I can hear it

And I fear it

The faces of these men

And some women too

I’d rather be anywhere

Even the moon

I can’t stand these urges

They come to soon

Dug deep underneath

So far down it can’t be reached

I’m ashamed of these leaves

That lay limp on these trees

And taunts me with what they are able to see

There is so much I can say

But my mind bent to deep today

 

So I rest

 

And wait for another day

To filter through this mess

 

I WELCOME ALL SPELLCHECKERS (GIGGLES)

MENTAL MASTURBATION (POETRY/ PART 1)

I said I wouldn’t do it anymore

But as my flesh hit the floor

I couldn’t take it anymore

Scenes started playing in my mind

And my sensitive parts knew it was time

For this stream to over flow

I knew that I shouldn’t

But my thoughts willed me to go

My moans sang a beautiful song

I knew it was wrong

But it had been to long

My fingers hid where sin dared to live

Buried between the snares

Of my public hairs

Was a longing to be held

And touch

And such

And such

There was something that lurked

And every nerve in me jerked

And I prayed

Because I knew I would pay

For this sin

That lied within

Shut up in my bones

 

I WELCOME ALL SPELL CHECKERS (GIGGLES)

WOULD YOU JUDGE ME? (POETRY)

Would you judge me if you knew who I used to be

Would you judge me if you knew all the things my mind said to me

Would you judge me if you knew about all the men

Umm, sorry to disappoint you but I was born from sin

Would you judge me if you knew how much time I spent in jail

Would you judge me

Hell yea

So I will never tell

Would you judge me if you knew I used to use drugs

I had to write it this way to give you a picture of how dark it really was

I know these are things that don’t tickle your ears

But Jesus loves me so much

But how much do you judgmental Christians really care

 

Would you judge me

CONNECTED (KINDA EROTIC POETRY)

I AM CONNECTED TO YOU

SUBJECTED TO YOU

PROTECTED BY  YOU

I’M REFLECTING ON YOU

BLOOD LINKED TO YOU

CAPTIVE TO YOU

INFATUATED BY  YOU

SATURATED BY YOU

MELTED INTO YOU

CONFUSED BY YOU

BAHOOVED BY YOU

A PLATOON FOR YOU

A DARK MOON FOR YOU

I GROOM FOR YOU

AT HIGH NOON ME AND YOU

TRUE TO YOU

BLUE WHEN I’M NOT WITH YOU

MY BODY ACHES FOR YOU

MY NIBBLES PERTRUDE FOR YOU

I BACK THIS THING UP FOR YOU

SWRIL ON THAT THANG FOR YOU

TASTE EVERY INCH OF YOU

OPEN WIDE FOR YOU

DEFY THAT OCEANS TIDE FOR YOU

CRY FOR YOU

GET NAKED FOR YOU

MOAN REAL NASTY FOR YOU

TEARS DROPPING ON YOUR CHEST

WHILE I’M RIDING YOU

PENETRATE ME SO I CAN SCREAM FOR YOU

PLEASURE MYSELF WHILE I DO YOU

CAN’T SAY GOODBYE TO YOU

MY SOUL BLEEDS FOR YOU

MY BODY HAS A NEED FOR YOU

WANNA PLANT A SEED FOR YOU

GIVE ME A BABY SO IT CAN BE

ME

OUR CHILD

AND YOU

I WILL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU

DANCE FOR YOU

STARE IN YOUR EYES

LOOKING INTO YOU

THINKING OF YOU

ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT YOU

MEDITATEING ON YOU

I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU

FOREVER CONNECTED TO YOU