Content Warning : Do you want to continue?
This poem contains content which some readers may find disturbing.
It is unsuitable for children or anyone who is easily offended.
YES
I am over 18 years old, I have been warned and I still want to read this poem.
I am over 18 years old, I have been warned and I still want to read this poem.
NO
I don't want to read this type of content, take me back to the previous page.
I don't want to read this type of content, take me back to the previous page.
deepundergroundpoetry.com
Imagination
I daydream about letting our bodies unite,
fantasies of what your sex must be like.
How deep it'll be. How much it'll hurt.
How much I'll love feeling your inches and girth.
They say it's not lady like but I never claimed to be such.
Fuck being polite. Point blank-I wanna fuck!
I'm stretching, squatting and practicing yoga.
Strengthening my melting heart. Ready for the cobra.
Jaw exercises, exfoliating mask for my lips
ensuring I apply the softest kiss on your tip.
My mouth waters at the thought of your taste.
I want you right now. No time to waste.
You ease inside slowly with my foot by your head.
In just 30 seconds I'm soaking the bed.
Eyes rolled back. Speaking languages unknown.
Implanting spells into your soul every time I moan.
You got me soaked and sticky jonzin’ for your stroke.
Wishing I could fill my mouth with you until I choke.
It’s time to do more than only think of you.
Come in and close the door. Make my dreams come true.
fantasies of what your sex must be like.
How deep it'll be. How much it'll hurt.
How much I'll love feeling your inches and girth.
They say it's not lady like but I never claimed to be such.
Fuck being polite. Point blank-I wanna fuck!
I'm stretching, squatting and practicing yoga.
Strengthening my melting heart. Ready for the cobra.
Jaw exercises, exfoliating mask for my lips
ensuring I apply the softest kiss on your tip.
My mouth waters at the thought of your taste.
I want you right now. No time to waste.
You ease inside slowly with my foot by your head.
In just 30 seconds I'm soaking the bed.
Eyes rolled back. Speaking languages unknown.
Implanting spells into your soul every time I moan.
You got me soaked and sticky jonzin’ for your stroke.
Wishing I could fill my mouth with you until I choke.
It’s time to do more than only think of you.
Come in and close the door. Make my dreams come true.
Published 21st Sep 2020
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2
reading list entries 0
comments 2
reads 659
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.
23rd Sep 2020 11:46pm
Soooooooooooooo hot. Hard on stuff. Ya, open those legs, babe amnd start by kissing cock.................Nice.
1st Oct 2020 5:10am
This is very well-written, many kudos. Steamy, almost melodic, but with a no-nonsense, just-give-it-to-me air. Poetic yet brash, all at once. Keep writing what you do. :)
