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MIDNIGHT STALKER
In the glistening hour of darkness
He comes lurking, aiming at nothing
Oh for it is too cold and foreign a place
Its solitary and mystery I loved
“Who are you?” I cried out in hope
Surely he’ll show himself once
Flustered by his aloofness
His silence I could take no more
I’d been warned about random strangers
Yet I could hear the peculiar sound
Of my heart tremors
The longing for him scared me
Wolves and humans perilously alike
Like a frozen statue, stood I
My legs weakened in an instant
There he was, staring not looking
His slyness seemed akin
With a kiss, I’ll surely know him
Run, run, run, run
Losing touch with reality
Dreaming of endless cravings
My body long trailed far off
“Predators never like other predators”
His menacing masculine tone caught me
“Unless of course you’re a feisty prey”
“Unafraid of the vicious webs”
A smile I rarely saw but felt
Was I to be feasted upon?
He drew me from my stillness
With a single clutch, he’d felt
My skin cringe, I’d fought
To stay alive, stay awake
“Seduce me” the words popping out
hardened tips, shimmering cleavage
Demanding to be fed at once
Oh God, where would this yield?
Finding my clit with his lethal finger
Stroke after stroke, till I gasp
Heating up, my sanity verily gone
With one more push of his finger
My moans so loud shook the heavens
“It’s so easy to please you lady”
“But I must go now or you’ll burn”
“We may not survive the winter’s cold”
“Take me” I cried out
It was all I ever really wanted
My idea of a romantic night out
Feeling his erection, touching his hardness
He tortures my clit till she squirms
Letting out a sea of wetness
Eyes shut tight, the hunger so novel
I respond with thighs apart
Oh call this winter dance
His tongue the music orchestra
Sucking every craving mound of flesh
Producing red hot marks
Scratching and holding tight
Unwilling to let him go even for a moment
He’d been the answer to my loneliness
His manhood he’d preserved
He wouldn’t rid me off my innocence
In an insanely cold night
Though leaving me unfulfilled
I’d felt the hunger of his erection
He’d concealed in vain
“wake up” the words thundered
“It’s 11 a.m, why are you wet?”
“You seem drained, a wet dream?”
Tears stood on my eyes
Another wet dream of my dark stranger
I hope he’ll show himself soon
He comes lurking, aiming at nothing
Oh for it is too cold and foreign a place
Its solitary and mystery I loved
“Who are you?” I cried out in hope
Surely he’ll show himself once
Flustered by his aloofness
His silence I could take no more
I’d been warned about random strangers
Yet I could hear the peculiar sound
Of my heart tremors
The longing for him scared me
Wolves and humans perilously alike
Like a frozen statue, stood I
My legs weakened in an instant
There he was, staring not looking
His slyness seemed akin
With a kiss, I’ll surely know him
Run, run, run, run
Losing touch with reality
Dreaming of endless cravings
My body long trailed far off
“Predators never like other predators”
His menacing masculine tone caught me
“Unless of course you’re a feisty prey”
“Unafraid of the vicious webs”
A smile I rarely saw but felt
Was I to be feasted upon?
He drew me from my stillness
With a single clutch, he’d felt
My skin cringe, I’d fought
To stay alive, stay awake
“Seduce me” the words popping out
hardened tips, shimmering cleavage
Demanding to be fed at once
Oh God, where would this yield?
Finding my clit with his lethal finger
Stroke after stroke, till I gasp
Heating up, my sanity verily gone
With one more push of his finger
My moans so loud shook the heavens
“It’s so easy to please you lady”
“But I must go now or you’ll burn”
“We may not survive the winter’s cold”
“Take me” I cried out
It was all I ever really wanted
My idea of a romantic night out
Feeling his erection, touching his hardness
He tortures my clit till she squirms
Letting out a sea of wetness
Eyes shut tight, the hunger so novel
I respond with thighs apart
Oh call this winter dance
His tongue the music orchestra
Sucking every craving mound of flesh
Producing red hot marks
Scratching and holding tight
Unwilling to let him go even for a moment
He’d been the answer to my loneliness
His manhood he’d preserved
He wouldn’t rid me off my innocence
In an insanely cold night
Though leaving me unfulfilled
I’d felt the hunger of his erection
He’d concealed in vain
“wake up” the words thundered
“It’s 11 a.m, why are you wet?”
“You seem drained, a wet dream?”
Tears stood on my eyes
Another wet dream of my dark stranger
I hope he’ll show himself soon
Published 2nd Sep 2015
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2nd Sep 2015 8:32pm
I like the touch of the surreal in this erotic encounter. Such desire, expressed so well yet, as seems so much in dreams, one wakes before the fulfillment.
3rd Sep 2015 9:27am
Sometimes I envy the girl with her wet dreams thinking some would even wish such pleasure
of a wet dream but sadly can't have it. Thanks for enjoying this piece Derrick
of a wet dream but sadly can't have it. Thanks for enjoying this piece Derrick
What gives spark to our dreams
And makes the analysis more then it seems
They say it is the locked thoughts
That in public silence has bought....
