Submissions by Tenderloin
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction Yet to be determined. But my fascinations as a reader tend to drift to biography, horror and of course, the erotic.
EROTIC POEM
Published
29th Dec 2020 00:27am
29th Dec 2020 00:27am
The Scoundrel's Focus
#lust
#sensual
116 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Nov 2020 4:17pm
15th Nov 2020 4:17pm
Revenge As A Thrill
#erotic
#lover
#manipulation
234 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
16th Oct 2020 1:39am
16th Oct 2020 1:39am
Transmissions Not So Distant
#erotic
#utopia
#lover
250 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Oct 2020 10:45pm
11th Oct 2020 10:45pm
The Preview Of His Fix
#sex
#erotic
#lover
289 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Oct 2020 3:32pm
4th Oct 2020 3:32pm
Control On Our Afternoon Stroll
You feel my hand glide across your abdomen
as I pull you tight to my heat
you feel the pressure of me
pressing into your backside,
your jeans unbuttoned
allowing me access,
we stand on the path
of this secluded forest
safely distanced,
your panties, my touch
reaching back
your impulse to work my cock
as my finger enters you
and guides you to gyrate
in that unrestrained manner,
I would kiss you
but in this new reality
our mouths remain covered,
while you jerk me harder
and grow wet
to the...
as I pull you tight to my heat
you feel the pressure of me
pressing into your backside,
your jeans unbuttoned
allowing me access,
we stand on the path
of this secluded forest
safely distanced,
your panties, my touch
reaching back
your impulse to work my cock
as my finger enters you
and guides you to gyrate
in that unrestrained manner,
I would kiss you
but in this new reality
our mouths remain covered,
while you jerk me harder
and grow wet
to the...
#sex
#porn
332 reads
9 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Oct 2020 3:14pm
4th Oct 2020 3:14pm
Misty
If I could dissipate
into a fine mist
I would fall upon
your skin
with that delicate touch,
collecting in the finest beads
to skin uncovered
like the faintest caress
drawing goosebumps
to your flesh,
beneath that summer dress
the hidden geography
awaits an exploration
and the excavation
of buried pleasures
longing to surface
and I will return to form.
into a fine mist
I would fall upon
your skin
with that delicate touch,
collecting in the finest beads
to skin uncovered
like the faintest caress
drawing goosebumps
to your flesh,
beneath that summer dress
the hidden geography
awaits an exploration
and the excavation
of buried pleasures
longing to surface
and I will return to form.
#lust
225 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Sep 2020 00:46am
13th Sep 2020 00:46am
The Mercy Of Sweet Confinement
He grows to crave
the jubilant ecstasies
that escape her
in the low growls
and heightened shrieks
whenever they become secluded
in those cramped quarters
when she no longer wishes
to restrict him from arousing
every portion of that monument
that is her naked body;
inviting the exorcism
to be performed
in extensive sessions,
she offers all of herself
to be manipulated by his searching mind
and the textures of his bare hand
invading locked secrets
that incite the primal greed of the flesh
to admonish...
the jubilant ecstasies
that escape her
in the low growls
and heightened shrieks
whenever they become secluded
in those cramped quarters
when she no longer wishes
to restrict him from arousing
every portion of that monument
that is her naked body;
inviting the exorcism
to be performed
in extensive sessions,
she offers all of herself
to be manipulated by his searching mind
and the textures of his bare hand
invading locked secrets
that incite the primal greed of the flesh
to admonish...
#lust
#healing
#orgasm
141 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Jun 2020 1:45pm
28th Jun 2020 1:45pm
Medicine
The advice lingers in memory
and as he pulls himself from the dark cave
determined to shed the old habits
he imagines her sweet lips forming
to instruct, "a spoonful of honey a day"
And that's how he starts
It is a necessary routine now
paired with the awareness
that he must move his body
to allow the fluid to travel
to his joints and absorb the purity
of this natural medicine
Three weeks in,
it draws the sweetness
and she opens wide
to allow his tongue
to dip inside the nectar
He is...
and as he pulls himself from the dark cave
determined to shed the old habits
he imagines her sweet lips forming
to instruct, "a spoonful of honey a day"
And that's how he starts
It is a necessary routine now
paired with the awareness
that he must move his body
to allow the fluid to travel
to his joints and absorb the purity
of this natural medicine
Three weeks in,
it draws the sweetness
and she opens wide
to allow his tongue
to dip inside the nectar
He is...
#lust
#sex
#support #healing
#support #healing
316 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Jun 2020 2:33pm
13th Jun 2020 2:33pm
Asked To Roam
I can read between the anxious expressions
that delicate dance of sadness and elation
that honesty can't be supressed
without discomfort
I certainly could sense
that our agreement
had taken root,
advancing beyond a theory
when you disappeared for hours
He's been getting you wet,
those subtle charges
rocking through you
in the height of isolation
my compassion knows
it must be a slow torture
to be edged like that,
to feel the lust
activate your entry
before taking him in
To...
that delicate dance of sadness and elation
that honesty can't be supressed
without discomfort
I certainly could sense
that our agreement
had taken root,
advancing beyond a theory
when you disappeared for hours
He's been getting you wet,
those subtle charges
rocking through you
in the height of isolation
my compassion knows
it must be a slow torture
to be edged like that,
to feel the lust
activate your entry
before taking him in
To...
#lust
#relationships
#lover #sexy
#lover #sexy
187 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
25th May 2020 4:12am
25th May 2020 4:12am
Arousing Alerts
#lust
#confessional
286 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
13th May 2020 11:53am
13th May 2020 11:53am
Acceptable Greed
This bold intrusion
met by a tight hold
hearing us in the silence
-the movement within
your mouth open
lips hungry.
My cue to meet them
the intensity channeled
to the point of contact,
begging my release
to shower you
in the might
of our creation,
grunts meet moans
driving my obsession
slicked in the core,
never a doubt, my love
that I will be needing more.
met by a tight hold
hearing us in the silence
-the movement within
your mouth open
lips hungry.
My cue to meet them
the intensity channeled
to the point of contact,
begging my release
to shower you
in the might
of our creation,
grunts meet moans
driving my obsession
slicked in the core,
never a doubt, my love
that I will be needing more.
#lust
#addiction
#admiration
247 reads
10 Comments
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