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Poetry: Lust:
  Twigs (1/1)  

8 votes
Author: west_starlight  Published: 10/16/2006  story views: 393
 


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Once upon a time in a land not too far away I met a man.  He wasn't the greatest looking or the smartest. He didn't have money and he lived at home with his Mother.  He had never driven a vehicle and he couldn't tell me the color of my eyes.  He was however 19 years younger than I was and he was very well endowed. Had he not been I would have ended it after our first sexual encounter which took place in the woods right beside a running path. 10 people jogged by as I lay in the twigs getting my nether regions rammed over and over again.  Not 1 of them noticed anything unusual which led me to wonder if joggers were all deaf or if a lot of people made out on the twigs.  From then on it was strictly hotels. If I was going to get laid it was going to be in a bed. Those were amongst the most incredible sexual experiances of my life. It was never bad. The man was 11 1/2 inches long and oh my God the girth!! We licked, sucked, fisted, fingered, massaged, whipped, probed, got high, got low, drank, kissed and made love till we were mush. He fell in love as they are prone to do.....he was easy...they all are.  He moved out of his mother's and got his own place. Naked weekends from then on. More sex than I could ever imagine in my life.








His fingers used to dance inside of me.

I would hear my juices flow.

I felt him grow inside my mouth

And I'd swallow every drop

Until he was emptied

Until he was dry

And he was young

Young enough that it only took 3 minutes for him

To become hard again

We still talk from time to time

He still wants me

Adores me

Loves me

But

He still has no job

Still doesn't drive

And 11 1/2 inches just are not

Enough to keep me

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wordlover
Posted: 2006/10/19 4:04  Updated: 2006/10/19 4:04
Lusty Librarian's Pet
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From: Everywhere and Yet nowhere
Posts: 409
 Great
poem. Loved the good, bad and ugly. The adventures and pitfuls of love.
erotic section
Posted: 2006/10/17 21:47  Updated: 2006/10/17 21:47
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 I really
do love the way you tell a story - the good, the bad, and the ugly.