| Poetry: Lust: Thoughts of Him (1/1) |
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Thoughts of Him This morning while chatting with my newfound lover, Though virtual he may be, I became quite aroused by our morning’s playful banter. I signed off succumbing to my whim, And went off to pleasure myself… With more thoughts of him. I approached my room but altered my course, I headed towards the tub instead of the bed. A nice hot bubble bath would augment my need To further enhance my sultry deed I would submerge myself… In more thoughts of him. Aroma of lavender arose with the steam, Disrobed I stood without disgrace, A soft and lascivious smile curled upon my face. I wondered what fantasies I would now enact, To promote and expand, More lusty thoughts of him. I lowered into the warm scented water, Soft sparkling bubbles enveloped one part at a time, Long legs, firm hips, supple breasts, Nipples so erect now at their prime Cold winter’s chill? Or more lustful thoughts of him? The morning sun filtered through, Steam evaporated from wetted skin, The last of winter’s chill abate Most all my senses now sedate, I turn on the jets and settle in, I invite to mind, only those thoughts of him… I wonder now, if he's thinking of me... He’d said such beautiful things, He spoke of my beauty both inside and out. Acknowledging my mind and kind heart... Though virtual he remains, He reaches in and ignites a spark, Deep within my most inner parts. He’s such a way with words and never holds back… He told me I have a most beautiful behind. A vision of him taking hold refined The feel of a smack sublime Breathing in, breathing out… Oh, dare I let my mind depart… Closing my eyes I focus my intent His presence feels so faintly near, Within mind’s eye he stands ‘long side. Our eyes meet looking deep within, He awaits my invitation to join in. Mmm, more thoughts of him…and what’s yet to come. His body slides in from behind, His warmth with mine, together they entwine The last bit of tension falls away Lean back to find, he’s indeed been thinking of me. His hardness molds with the curve of my spine Mmm, more thoughts of him…and what’s yet to come. As if they were his, my hands explore. Coddling, cupping, caressing each breast. Fully at ease with a firm subtle squeeze Pain to pleasure goes down deep below If only it were he…I would most certainly succumb. Mmm, more thoughts of him…and what’s yet to come. The jets all a swirl, my legs move apart, One onto the ledge, the other close to heart My fingers find that lovely sweet knot, I can only imagine the feel of his tongue. Around and around, don’t slow down Centered more now…on what's yet to come. All thoughts are of him…It is I that has cum! |
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