This is an erotic poem that illustrates a kind of kinky sex.

You bite my skin,

then throb again.

Touch my soul and scratch my flesh,

Moving your hands from back to chest.

My heart begins to race,

Blood flushes my face.

I touch your body hard like stone,

My hands more further on their own.

The scent of your body as you begin to perspire,

Sends my arousal further and higher.

My body perfect to yours like a mold,

Intimate and primal no need to be told.

Our wrappings and clothing fall to the floor,

Whispering to me what you have in store.

I silence your lips,

Move closer with my hips.

No more talking for this night,

Let my body fill your sight.

 

Tie my arms to the bed,

Silence your words nothing to be said.

Tease my body with your tongue,

Until Im tense and tightly strung.

Release me from my pleasured torment,

Give me into my sexual torrent.

Allow me my physical release,

Before my body has you begging “again please.”

Give me lust beyond measure,

Reveling in a new kind of pleasure.

The unique pleasure a man can give,

Sending me wild so seductive.

Lust beyond any I’ve known,

Causing me to cry out my body to moan.

Thrusting harder filling completely,

Holding my body then penetrating deeply.

Sending me over again to my peak,

Making me want it again a repeat.

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