I miss you more today than yesterday
More than last week
More than last year
I miss the way you looked at me
Your kiss
Your smile
Your caress
I miss knowing you’ll be home by nine
On the other side of the bed until dawn
I miss kissing you goodbye in the morning
Kissing you goodnight in the evening
I miss the way you knew exactly where to do you know what
I miss being happy
Most of all,
I miss you!
My soft hands on his rock hard body
Eyes locked
Candles burning
Soft music playing
Control lost to the feeling between my legs
Raspy voice whispering my name as he releases
His weight on me after I’ve released two three times
Falling asleep joined with him
Linked like a lock
Fit perfect like a glove
Waking up to him biting my jaw
Licking my lips to capture his kiss
I never could get enough of him
His smell
His smile
Everything he did was for my pleasure
But I turned him away as soon as he said those three words
I still have our memories
courtesy of http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/55802-no-three-words/
by Sherlock_Gigi (Gg78)
The Oral Caress
by Robert W. Birch
Copyright 2001
Cradled between your tender thighs I lift you to my mouth. The abundance of your wetness greets me and my mouth overflows with your warm essence. Your sweet taste is on my tongue and your fragrance delights my senses. No gentle lick this visit. No bashful cautious approach For I wish to consume you.
Push against my hungry mouth As the tip of my tongue slides up the slippery furrow that welcomes me between rows of delicate pink petals. Thrust against my generous tongue.
Show me the power of your desire for my oral caress. My exploring tongue lifts the hood and finds your smooth firm pearl. You squeal in that unique way, signaling that I have found your special spot. I harden in response.
My jaws protests what my open mouth provides but I am unrelenting in my gift, intent only on your fulfillment. I feel your body tense, and you are quiet now… Concentrating… bearing down. Soon now my love, ecstasy approaches.
You push hard and fast against my tongue, shameless in using me and I so willingly comply until you cry out… and in your satisfaction, I will find mine, But mine will be the greater.
I miss making love to him
his lips touching mine
hands moving across my body
how he licked and kissed me until I shivered and begged for more
how he teased me into an orgasmic madness
After his manhood entered me
and slowly filled all my senses
There was always something so surreal about when we finally got to the point of penetration
The eye contact made for
mind contact as the passion
mounted its paramount
It was explosive
I miss that, but not him
Written by Gigi1978 (Gg78)
courtesy of http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/52020-i-miss-that/
Ecstasy
Lips soft
Nipples hard
Neck grabbed
As you forcefully kiss my mouth
Our tongues dance in unison
My center moistens in anticipation
Your lips travel south
Lower
And lower
Until you reach my hot spot
My goodness
My honey pot
You nibble
Tickle
Pull
Kiss
Grab
As my body squirms
And churns
One finger, then two
I feel you
Stimulating my g-spot
As you tickle that soft spot
I’m climbing the wall
I’m so close
Close to that sweet release
That I haven’t had in weeks
My breath quickens as you rapidly fuck my
Center
I’m on the edge
I just beg you to enter
Please take me to ecstasy
Masquerade
I saw you
In the mask
The sexiest brown eyes
They captivated me
I was entranced
Wanting and waiting
For you to speak
As I observed you from the other side of the club
I imagined your lips on my lips
As I stared in your eyes that told a story
A story of love lost
Love found
And a burning desire
I felt your touch
Caress
Lick
I waited for you to enter me slowly
At first
Then with a quicker pace
And rough
I’m climbing the wall
Until…
I hear you say “Excuse me miss. I couldn’t help notice you from across the room.”
It was all a dream. A dream I couldn’t wait to reenact in real life.
Dessert
by, Kit O’Connell
I stroke the curve
of sleeping thigh
savoring
the wet
slippery
sounds from
skin on skin
between.
I had
but a taste
before my need
to thrust
overcame my tongue;
now
I want to
turn you over
and feast
but having tasted
I shall leave the rest
for the other
soon to arrive
I will let him suck on
the pleasures of
your parted lips
and instead
savor thoughts
of banquets to come.
courtesy of http://www.oystersandchocolate.com/Poetry/1535/Dessert.aspx
Bottle it up
| Wow. Five years is a while to stay just friends. But I’m afraid to speak up. The thought trembles my hands, of what you will say. What will you think? My heart isn’t as resilient, it’s weak. So I can’t take the rejection, or the loss of your affection. Because I have an addiction, for your attention. These feelings hurt a whole damn lot. But it’s only stew in a boiling pot. I will start to shake; I’ll get too hot, and spill the beans, like as not, of how I feel about you and me. And if it’s just lust, then let it be, I can’t control my hormones you see. But if it’s love, and I pray it’s not then for your sake- no, ours- I’ll keep it bottled up to rot.
Courtesy of http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/45302-bottle-it-up/ by, Deonte Jordan |
The Taste of Us
Warm breath grazing
Swollen pink lips
Opened flower petals
Dripping luscious nectar
Tongue tip exploring
Stirring inner fires
Body trembling wildly
Sweet juices flowing
Thirst drinking deeply
The taste of you
Softly teeth brushing
Twitching crimson shaft
Rock hard sculpture
Chiseled from desire
Silken lips accepting
Coaxing forth eruption
Hips thrusting quickly
Thick essence exploding
Throat swallowing greedily
The taste of me
Bodies together facing
Senses open expanding
Nerves alive burning
Feather touches tingling
Mouths meeting crushing
Tongues twisting mingling
Salty sweet sharing
The taste of you
The taste of me
The taste of us
Courtesy of literotica.com
by, Havocman
Ride
I’ve never been one
for motion sickness
I can go with the flow
you’re about to be my witness
You better enter with caution
it’ll be on and popping
Cause once we get started
boy there’s no stopping
We’re taking a ride
with no reservations
And it will only stop
once we’ve reached our destination
This ride will rock
and will definitely roll
It’ll also dip
as I steer this pole
And guide this thing
in the right direction
Proceeding with caution
can’t forget the protection
I’ll make you rise
to this thrilling occasion
Fully charged and hard
giving me a standing ovation
As your adrenalin builds
and your heart beats fast
Your desire will be fulfilled
making you palm on my ass
Cause this ride was invigorating
you can’t wait to cum again
But don’t sweat it baby
it’s definitely not the end
We have all access passes
no lines to wait in
It’s just a matter of time
before the next RIDE will begin.
(Five Four Three Two One)
Written by Syreeta (@PritTbrowniiz)