It’s been a good week for shower poetry. This set came also, all at once (the last one while brushing my teeth). –M
Sitting
Sitting in my chair
watching my cock disappear
as you sit on me.
Straddling my lap
you smile devilish, and gasp
seated, full and deep.
I don’t move, I can’t
just watch and feel as you fuck
slowly up and down.
My hands find your hips
but just to touch; you’re driving
your lust, your need rules.
You sink, self-impaled
keening, clutching coming hard
I can’t help but join.
Lifting up, dripping
sweet, smirking kiss on the lips
swagger to your step
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As usual, So. Damn. Hot!
Love the minimalist erotica, Monocle. Just the right details.
Thanks Will and Sue! I like that – Haiku/Senryu can indeed be a minimalist erotica.
i can’t believe you could remember all that from the shower!! did you write it on the steamy walls? coz, honey, my walls are all kinds of steamy now….
phew! That was *awesome*!!!
nilla