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Steam

Steam's rising � � � �
surely as the sun rushes up � � � �
draining blood from my face � � � �
pumping it down to my soul � � � �
� � � � �
I spy � � � � �
through the keyhole � � � �
she's such a mess � � � � �
of goody-goody � � � �
tonight's fancy blue dress � � � � �
draped carefully � � � � �
across the ottoman � � � �
the place she hides her toy � � � �
a fumble of dirty secrets � � � �
crumpled safe � � � � �
under swathes of girly-girly � �
silk � � � �
� � � � �
I watch � � �
the tiny pucker of lips � � � �
as she slides down � � � � �
her panties � � � � �
in slow-mo � � � �
sweet frames in my head � � � �
I know I'll play � � � � �
over and over again � � � �
a flick of ankle � � � �
teasing little lace nothin's � � � �
as she bends � � � � �
to retrieve and then fold � � � �
drops them � � � �
and bends again � � � �
� � � � �
She's Miss Delicate � � � � �
& Precisely � � � �
long legs tanned and toned � � � �
the sleekness of thighs � � � �
stroking her curves exquisitely � � � �
and little does she know � � � �
I'm drinking her perfect ass � � � �
while she's busy in secret � � � �
fingering that dainty hole � � � �
� � � � �
Hot 'n hungry � � � �
she's eager for cream � � � �
a she cat anticipating � � � �
an explosion to thrill � � � �
already flushed � � � � �
burning and soaked � � � �
at the prospect of slit � � � � �
meeting bone � � � � �
� � � � �
I'm hoping one day � � � �
she'll shave it bare � � � �
to give me a clearer view... � � � � �
when something hard � � � � �
slides deep � � � �
and even deeper still � � � �
� � � � �
I watch her belly arch � � � �
locked to the roll of eyes � � � �
and Oh, � � � � �
how those moans � � � �
could swallow your balls � � � �
and gobble up your cock � � � � �
as she's raking her clit � � � �
for more � � � �
� � � � �
Wild at the keyhole � � � �
I swim in the lake she's squirting � � � �
spreading wider on the floor � � � �
I taste the steam � � � � �
gushing from her pussy � � � �
bite the sky for mercy � � � �
while my cock screams: � � � � �
"Jump inside" � � � �
and I almost bust the door � � � �
� � � � �
And then quite softly � � � �
she calls my name: � � � �
"See you next Friday-- � � � �
��don't be late � � � �
�� & don't forget your tissues � � � �
�� for when you're jerking � �
�� in the hall..."

Written by Abracadabra

Published 29th Jul 2011 | Edited 14th Jul 2012

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Re: Steam

Anonymous

29th Jul 2011 9:00pm

LOL!!! Good one! Bite the sky for mercy ; )

Abracadabra

- Edited 30th Jul 2011 7:54am

30th Jul 2011 7:48am

Appreciate the visit. Not many people bother to comment on erotic writing here in proportion to the number of readers, so kudos to you for doing so.
I'm glad you were entertained.
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Best ~ Abra (Sky in Teeth) Cadabra

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this is very well done

Anonymous

30th Jul 2011 2:19am

well done poetically
and able to get more and more edgy
as the poem goes on
until there is a literal climax at the end

Abracadabra

30th Jul 2011 12:03pm

I am slightly unsure how 'poetic' this type of writing actually is - but I appreciate your leaving feedback. My intention is to entertain, so it's always good to know if I am succeeding or not.
Thanks for stopping by.

Best ~ Abra

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