Category Archives: erotica-poetry

Tell me everything and don’t hold back

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Tell me how sensual you are

Tell me what you feel deep

Let me feel your passion

Tell me your story

Tell me what makes you yearn

What m a kes your body burn

And let me enact your deepest desires in turn

Let me into your heart

Tell me how we would start

As I take you body and soul in the dark

And let me watch you

Strip away your clothes

And your inhibitions

As we start getting do close

And his you feel my breath

And my lips on your body

Before you push me down and get on top of me

The let yourself go so sensually

While telling me of all your darkest and deepest needs

What is it that makes your body overheat

As we come together at the peak

Of this moment where you feel erotically

That you can feel absolutely free

To be exactly what you want to be

In the art of love making you’re now sharing with me

Tell me now I want to hear everything.

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Let me feel your heat

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So there you are waiting for excitement

Waiting upon a fantasy dangerous liason

Wanting to feel thd rush of blood and passion

Making your cheeks burn and your heart beat faster

Panting as you breathe harder

Chest now rising and subsiding

Aching for something that I started

And that I will not dtop until I see you finish

All your inhibitions I strip away until they’re diminished

I empower you too take command

You can call the shits first until you then become putty in my hands

As I knead and caress your entire bidy and being

Your lust then will be erotically seething

I put you on and over my knee

You can make me do anything

I want you to feel your Heightened sexual needs

Reaching do nany climactic peaks you scream and plead

To stop, no continue, you can’t decide

Because the pleasure drives you so wild you lose your mind

You know your naughty, firbidden fantasies

Now it’s time to share and experience them with me

Let me feel your heat.

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All his dreams were her

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Her smile was so appealing

Her short tight skirt

And nylon panty hose

Were to him so revealing

Her top that clinged to her so snug

Caught him in a place of love and lust

Her dark silken shining hair

Her nature that he knew meant she cared

Her laugh so contagious

Her body so slim with ample bust

And the sweetest butt he thought so outrageous

He could never take his eyes off her

And when she brushed close he swore he heard her purr

He knew she felt his hand touch

But seemed to like it ever so much

But for him this was not enough.

He wanted more but she was off limits

Married to his friend who he saw grinning

He knew he had a thing for her

But he didn’t seem disturbed

By the way his wife would flirt

In fact it seemed he really liked it

And he asked one day his friend, her husband if he would allow this

To go further and her agreed

So next time she brushed passed him

He slipped his hands around her waist

Turned her around and saw her smiling face

He said its time for us to get this done

Have some very naughty fun

And she laughed asked why it too so long

She had been waiting as to her husband

It blew his mind but he wanted her so much

And now he could not believe his luck

His dream his desires would now come true

He said to her I am going to make sweet love to you

What followed next is a different sensual story

As they made passionate love in pall its glory

He thought see dreams can come true

If you want it enough and see it through.

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Sexual awakening

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I need not just your body

Though it is so enticing

And drives me wild

I want to whisper in your ear

All I am going to do to you

And extract from you what is is that you love and need

Bended on all all fours, hands and knees

Or sitting on top riding the hell out of me

Enjoying and rejoicing in the moment

Passions and juices flowing

And yet staring each other in the eye

Sharing moans, dirty talk and sighs

Kissing, tasting, loving gentle bites

Reaching up to lustful heights

I focus simply upon you

Our sex truly being fuelled by imagination and experimentation

Exorcising our inner frustrations

Yet connecting together as one force

Mind to mind, thought to thought

Conscious unification sought

On a spiritual level as we reach our peak

Climaxing so hard knees go weak

And we’re unable to speak

Through exultation and fulfilled aspirations

Let us both seek lustful divination

As we soaked in perspiration

Cling together in expectation

Of a golden moment of real heat and an amazing glow

Let’s makes love like we never known

That will rock our world and leave our bodies shaking

As we discover a true sexually explicit awakening.

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Cardinal sin

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She knew it would be very wrong
but this guy she felt a very strong
attraction to in every way
she could not resist temptation to play away.

His breathe his lips she felt so close
she now had given up hope
she was willing to surrender her body to him
enact and commit a cardinal sin.

As his lips touched hers she felt a static shock
tingled her lips and made her body rock
forward and backward as her body tensed
the feeling of wanting him was now so immense.

She felt her nipples harden as the kiss lingered on
every sinew now stretched and her strength now was gone
she was putty in his hands and she welcomed this fact
but she was determined to make sure she gave enough back.

She felt his strong hands now move all over her body
as he cupped her breast she knew nothing of folly
she had decided to seize on this chance
she had decided on this adulturous dance.

She now felt his had on her firm and tight bum
caressing and squeezing she felt adultery is fun
she pushed her hips against him so firmly
she felt him engorged which pleased her enormously.

She knew in a while her cloths would soon be discarded
as her breathing got faster and deepened her ardor
endorphin’s now were flooding her brain
heightening her desires and driving her insane
with lust and emotions and an extreme rush of blood
she felt her body starting to flush
in warmth and anticipation of what was to come
forgetting her fidelity was being undone.

she longed for the moment where underwear
would be thrown to the floor without out a care
he would take her in the throws of deep lust
this was all about the physical not quite like love.

Animal in instinct as he took her right there
loud ferocious sex at the top of the stairs
the bedroom too boring and just out of reach
as she held on tightly they both reached their peak,
exploded and made noises of such moans and groans
this moment she now felt now she firmly owned.

she gave as good as she got and now she was fulfilled
the moment now over she was done with the thrill
he left and she stood there totally overawed
knowing she would have to cope with these flaws
deal with the feelings of guiltiness
but for now she could care less for she felt so blessed
to have felt for the moment, the feel, the caress
that was dangerous and sinful and she knew but she would suppress
but she would embrace that moment of joy and happiness.

The lies and deceit that may be involved
she felt were things within her control
time will tell I am sure of that
but that she was and adulteress, now was a fact.

Maintaining focus and breathing despite lustful desires

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She sat in meditation cross legged on the floor

Focused on her breathing

Aware someone had opened the door

She felt them kneel behind her

They massaged her shoulders and her neck

She retained her pisture and breathing

As she felt them kiss and bit her ear next

As they reached around and unzipped her tracksuit top

Exploding her satin skin and bra

She felt the touch of their fingers

Exploring her skin and kneading her breasts

But still she stayed focused and controlled her breath

Then she felt the fingers move down

Reaching inside her bottoms and down between her legs

Already she was aroused so much

It did not take much else

To moisten and make legs start to quiver

Sitting cross legged and feeling so hot, perspiring yet a he still shivered

At the touch of those exploring fingers

That ventured where they pleased

Which made her body ache an yearn and plead

As she felt the rising need,

Her essence now electric

She stayed focused and controlled the way she breathed

But in a moment a tremor raced through her in pure exstacy

And as her body shook and a passion ripped through her body

She felt strong hands man handle her and push her forward

Making her go on bended knees on her living room floor.

She then felt her tracksuit bottoms pill down along with her underwear

Then in a single move she felt when t she needed was right there

Filling her very spirit and thrusting back and forth

She squirmed and writhed then found that she had been finally brought

To the very peak of her desires and needs

And now they were both moaning

As they frlg the exchange of both of their essences as they were flowing

She had consented to this moment with someone not of her knowing

And as the sweat streamed down her face and her body shook in spasm

She look back and saw the man who was the best friend of her husband

And he was smiling in satisfaction and said, ‘wow, he’s a lucky man

But from now on your mine when needed you’re now under my command’

She wanted to protest somehow but hi is words had power in their demands

And she nodded helplessly and subjugated unto him

And as he stood up and dressed her husband then walked in

Saw her there bended on hands and knees with a satisfied need

He smiled at her and then his friend

And she could see he was very pleased

And he spoke to his ffiend quietly saying ‘you’re welcome to visit anytime

Because I wasn’t you to drive her wild and out of her mind,

Owned and controlled by you but with my full knowledge

It makes me happy seeing her sweat pouring ftom her forehead

And breathless and quivering from such a passionate moment of lust

With all her protests and defences well and truly crushed’

And as her husbands friend left

Her husband whispered ‘I am next’

And she smiled and poised her self

And regained her focus while controlling her breath.

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Sensuous thoughts

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Do you ever need something different, something hot

Do you ever wish for something new, a new story a new plot

Doing things some think are too daring, to much of a risk

But that make you feel alive and confirm you still exist

Where you feel the breath on your neck from someone else

Hands upon you moving with a great deal of stealth

Making you feel passionate and must be said is good for your health.

Do you ever wonder what it would be like

Kisses all over you driving you wild

A dangerous liaison a hot kind of spice

And though your mind says its wrong your body and heart screams it’s right

Based on the feeling that it’s sensual and nice

Going hell for leather all through the night

Perspiring so much and moaning so loud, while going out of your mind

Losing all control and going wild, knowing you only live once

And it is such a short time, so why not make it sublime

So think about this hard for a little while

Lose yourself within this dream and it may just leave you with a naughty smile

At least for a short time.

Free to be free

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She had a love life that was full of adventure

She knew how to live life to the full

Knew how to have a really good time

Lived the chance of going on the pull

She had dyed blue hair cut in a start of art fashion

Torn jeans and tight crop tops and always ready for action

She was the rebel that could not be controlled

She could not be constrained

She was a totally free soul

She wass married to a spirit who understood her

Never got possessive and never hot jealous

Knew what she did and who it was with

But he believed in living a letting live

They loved each other with real intensity

But she was a passionate woman with a high degree of needs

She didn’t care about money or material things

She just enjoyed the chance of indulging

In all the lustful physical things

She was not worried with others judging

She indulged herself in everyway she could

But always came back to her husband who would

Treat like a Goddess and treat her like a Queen

She was the object of his desire and his dreams

They respected each other neither were ever mean

About the way they chose their lives to be

He loved she was a free spirit flying free

She loved he let her be who she wanted to be

A loving desire filled human being.

Lustful moments

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Lust is a feeling different from love

Different type of intensity

The steamy nights and the lusty scent

The climatic moment so heaven sent

Can you feel the stirrings within you yet

When you dream of what is to come next

The chest rising and falling with heavy breaths

The immense perspiration sweat

As you go wild as you let yourself go

Feeling all of your passion and essences flow

Into the person who’s giving the same to you

Encouraging you to do things you would usually do

Lust is the most filling of all foods

When you feast on it well though it may get crude and lewd

It can sate real desires and drive your moods

To a high so great and make you feel so good

There’s nothing wrong with lust when needed

But don’t get attached and always heed this

Love is different and can nit be substituted

Combine the two and you’ll never be left needing

Feel the breath if another, feel the intense kiss of a lover

Feel your body ache as you peak and demand another

Between sheets or somewhere other

Risky locations, or half undressed

Sometimes your thoughts can get obsessed

With desires of lust that would suit you best

Is it fantasy or have you tried it yet?

He grabs your hair from behind and he bites your neck

She gets on top and grinds and uses her nails on your chest

The emotion and the signs and the moans increase you’re now a mess

But you font care because this is the best yet

So have fun enjoy yourself

Your only here for a short time so make this moment so hot you explode and then melt.

Joggers delight

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Out one day she went for a jog

Got speaking to a guy also running but looked lost

Deep in thought she asked what was on his mind

He said I’ve never seen a beauty that now beholds my eye

She said that she lived just up the road

Blushing she said why not follow me home

This he duly did in hope and expectation

She did not let him down for she was suffering sexual privation

He showed her benifts of knowing all about yoga

Got her in the downward dog and slowly kissed her allover

Then moving slowly from behind he put a smile upon her face

Grasping her hips, no time did he waste

He asked how would her husband feel knowing what she was doing

She smiled and propped her phone and said lets give him something to be viewing

After we have done and he’s come home

He can watch how you make me writhe and moan

She said her husbands open minded and would enjoy the show

This was something the guy could not have known

But at that he found a need to go

Hell for leather at it and boy did she she groan

And the whole afternoon they recoded on film

A good few hours of lovemaking that fulfilled all her dreams

He left her on her bed exhausted barely able to talk

She laid the knowing she would be unable at this moment to walk

Her husband came home later she showed the film as a surprise

He was astonished what he behold within his sights

Alnd only a little way through HD gave her a reprise

Copying all the stuff done by the other guy

She could not believe what a day

That she was now having today

But she loved every bit of it as to did her husband

Both fell asleep in a wave and an abundance

Of total satisfaction and passionate love

Neither could get enough

And she could not wait for her next run

Because her life had suddenly become a lot more fun.

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