Erotica No. 13 (NSFW)
Dave Dutton-Fraser
President, Founder at Fraser's Edge Wordsmithing and EROS,Writer, Lecturer, Occultist, Wizard, Former Bad Guy.
(I have at various times written erotic poetry and strangely it's been well received. Not all of it of course. In fact some has inspired down right vitriol from the "morally superiour". Weirdly the one attacked quite often and causing the most disturbance had no sexual acts discussed or body parts mentioned. This poem is not like that)
Young and spritely with an impish grin
Her body so lithe, inspiring me to sin
She appeared before me naked, fully aware
Moving as if she was fully clothed, not bare
I fumbled with buttons as she undid my pants
Yes, I was older but I felt so new to this dance
When she ran her hand down my thigh
My body trembled, my soul did sigh
Cupping her breasts, nipples hard and erect
Her fingers grip my shaft, the fit so perfect.
Our mouths embraced, lips pressed tight
My right hand sinking to feel wet delight.
I reach behind her to grab flesh so soft
And she guides me in as I raise her aloft
Our bodies start clashing, flesh meets flesh
The scent of sweat and musk start to mesh
Her breath shortens, quickens, blows past my ear
My body trembles, tightens, hers shakes as with fear
Emotions breaking, my body releasing its seed
Her legs lock around me tight, yet I feel freed
As our bodies stop shaking, breath slowing
I see in her eyes, she needs to be going
I realize at once, this was her gift, but one time
To hold back my darkness and let my light shine