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Veronica's Erotica
she spoke very deliberately
with subtle un-noticable pauses
careful not to utter the name that lingered
on the edge of parted lips
as she gave her manager full eye contact
feigning interest in his boring morning water cooler conversation
while her mind drifted to the steamy conversation
that came the night before.....
when He commanded
she cock open her legs wide for Him...
and He would
plant His meaty arrogance deep inside her
while placing His palm on her stomach
just below her navel
if only to actualize the depth
of His penetration...
the gloating in His eyes
the smugness in His half-assed smile
filled her with contempt for this cocky sonavabitch
as His tip pushed against the soft epiphany
hidden in the back of her Venus
stroke by stroke
His breaking and entering
violated her haughty code of ethics
stripping away imaginary independence while
simultaneously setting her free
free to submit to His stiffened exclamation
what a enticing paradox...
this temporary duality of her existence
sometimes confused her
she admitted
yes she did see her co-worker Jackie's mouth move
but she could only hear His voice...
come here Veronica...
turn around and bend over
all the way over
face down dammit!! [He shoves her face to the mattress]
now arch your fuckin back
yeahhhh.. just like that
and just like that she felt a tiny burst of heat
escape between her thighs
her panties became damp with anticipation
as she remembered thoughts of trepidation coursing through her
never feeling safe in her own home
whenever He was there
His calm demeanor dangerously misleading
His casual walk more akin to that of an apex hunter
lurking the great plains of the her wild
with menace swinging in His loins
patiently waiting as He smelled the sexual adrenaline
mixed with anxiety swirling in her gut
she knew He would pounce on her again
but she never knew
when..or where
would it be in the kitchen while she prepared breakfast?
on the balcony as she watered her plants?
in the basement where she did her laundry?
or just pin her against the wall in the hallway just because
He felt she was trespassing?
the power of His presence was intoxicating
and she was His willing bait
parading around in a tight T-shirt
showing off the contours of her nipples
with no panties of course
making sure the crack of her ass was
always visible to Him....
them BAM!...it happened..
He slammed her over the dining room table
and she felt her nipples stiffen from the coldness of the wood
He kicked her ankles apart then
proceeded to spread her ass cheeks
chuckling through it all
as she offered such feeble resistance
she could feel His conceit slide in and out of her
and all she could do was shower Him with her creamy obeisance
not sure whether thank or curse his mama
for having the audacity to give birth
to a cocky bastard such as He
damn!
she said to herself
delighting in her erotic reverie
as she poured cream into her morning coffee
the silky stream filling her cup made her smile
as she recalled how she cradled his sack and stroked His shaft
with the sole purpose of jerking His surplus
of cum into her mouth
she loved this feeling of power and control
by milking her ebony bull into an orgasmic frenzy
she reveled at the way He swelled
and spat against the roof of her mouth
yet she never took her eyes
off of Him
she wanted to witness His every reaction
as she claimed this victory
the weird jerking of His body
the rapid heaving of His chest
the primitive grunting that escaped His lips
the buckling of His knees
and that unforgettable fuck face
she would photograph
that look forever in the diary of her mind
as she prided herself on the trick she played on His sperm
by letting His minions think
they were racing towards her Golden Egg
only to realize that they were being bamboozled
as they came upon her liver
and she would imagine His unborn frantically yelling
retreat!! retreat!!..
its a decoy!...
she gave a slight giggle
relishing in the fact that she wore Him oh so well
the salt from His sweat
the seed in His jizm
the saliva from His mouth
the smell of His crotch nestled in her nostrils
she could summon His essence upon a moment's notice
just by inhaling deeply
and like presto He would appear
she snaps back to reality
as she sees her phone vibrating on her desk
well speak of the devil
it's a text message from Him
a haiku
His perverted version of one anyway
hmmmm
I'll be back tonight
Hard dick wet tongue and strong hands
These are my work tools
THIS muthafucka
she felt her pussy clench
as if it wanted to grab onto something...BADLY..
she looked at the time...11:47 am
shit!!!
she tapped her fingers on the arm of her chair
contemplating on tonight's rendezvous
she looked at the time again
11:49 am
fuck!...
then she took a deep breath and
let out a calming sigh
she figured she'd go have herself a liquid lunch
a couple of Margaritas with Patron Silver to calm her nerves
and think
first make one phone call
she'd then leave work a little early and stop by the Pink Pussycat
to pick up a lil' somthin special for tonight
for the role she would assume for him
yes she confided internally
tonight will be very interesting
a game changer indeed....
with subtle un-noticable pauses
careful not to utter the name that lingered
on the edge of parted lips
as she gave her manager full eye contact
feigning interest in his boring morning water cooler conversation
while her mind drifted to the steamy conversation
that came the night before.....
when He commanded
she cock open her legs wide for Him...
and He would
plant His meaty arrogance deep inside her
while placing His palm on her stomach
just below her navel
if only to actualize the depth
of His penetration...
the gloating in His eyes
the smugness in His half-assed smile
filled her with contempt for this cocky sonavabitch
as His tip pushed against the soft epiphany
hidden in the back of her Venus
stroke by stroke
His breaking and entering
violated her haughty code of ethics
stripping away imaginary independence while
simultaneously setting her free
free to submit to His stiffened exclamation
what a enticing paradox...
this temporary duality of her existence
sometimes confused her
she admitted
yes she did see her co-worker Jackie's mouth move
but she could only hear His voice...
come here Veronica...
turn around and bend over
all the way over
face down dammit!! [He shoves her face to the mattress]
now arch your fuckin back
yeahhhh.. just like that
and just like that she felt a tiny burst of heat
escape between her thighs
her panties became damp with anticipation
as she remembered thoughts of trepidation coursing through her
never feeling safe in her own home
whenever He was there
His calm demeanor dangerously misleading
His casual walk more akin to that of an apex hunter
lurking the great plains of the her wild
with menace swinging in His loins
patiently waiting as He smelled the sexual adrenaline
mixed with anxiety swirling in her gut
she knew He would pounce on her again
but she never knew
when..or where
would it be in the kitchen while she prepared breakfast?
on the balcony as she watered her plants?
in the basement where she did her laundry?
or just pin her against the wall in the hallway just because
He felt she was trespassing?
the power of His presence was intoxicating
and she was His willing bait
parading around in a tight T-shirt
showing off the contours of her nipples
with no panties of course
making sure the crack of her ass was
always visible to Him....
them BAM!...it happened..
He slammed her over the dining room table
and she felt her nipples stiffen from the coldness of the wood
He kicked her ankles apart then
proceeded to spread her ass cheeks
chuckling through it all
as she offered such feeble resistance
she could feel His conceit slide in and out of her
and all she could do was shower Him with her creamy obeisance
not sure whether thank or curse his mama
for having the audacity to give birth
to a cocky bastard such as He
damn!
she said to herself
delighting in her erotic reverie
as she poured cream into her morning coffee
the silky stream filling her cup made her smile
as she recalled how she cradled his sack and stroked His shaft
with the sole purpose of jerking His surplus
of cum into her mouth
she loved this feeling of power and control
by milking her ebony bull into an orgasmic frenzy
she reveled at the way He swelled
and spat against the roof of her mouth
yet she never took her eyes
off of Him
she wanted to witness His every reaction
as she claimed this victory
the weird jerking of His body
the rapid heaving of His chest
the primitive grunting that escaped His lips
the buckling of His knees
and that unforgettable fuck face
she would photograph
that look forever in the diary of her mind
as she prided herself on the trick she played on His sperm
by letting His minions think
they were racing towards her Golden Egg
only to realize that they were being bamboozled
as they came upon her liver
and she would imagine His unborn frantically yelling
retreat!! retreat!!..
its a decoy!...
she gave a slight giggle
relishing in the fact that she wore Him oh so well
the salt from His sweat
the seed in His jizm
the saliva from His mouth
the smell of His crotch nestled in her nostrils
she could summon His essence upon a moment's notice
just by inhaling deeply
and like presto He would appear
she snaps back to reality
as she sees her phone vibrating on her desk
well speak of the devil
it's a text message from Him
a haiku
His perverted version of one anyway
hmmmm
I'll be back tonight
Hard dick wet tongue and strong hands
These are my work tools
THIS muthafucka
she felt her pussy clench
as if it wanted to grab onto something...BADLY..
she looked at the time...11:47 am
shit!!!
she tapped her fingers on the arm of her chair
contemplating on tonight's rendezvous
she looked at the time again
11:49 am
fuck!...
then she took a deep breath and
let out a calming sigh
she figured she'd go have herself a liquid lunch
a couple of Margaritas with Patron Silver to calm her nerves
and think
first make one phone call
she'd then leave work a little early and stop by the Pink Pussycat
to pick up a lil' somthin special for tonight
for the role she would assume for him
yes she confided internally
tonight will be very interesting
a game changer indeed....
Published 21st Jan 2023
| Edited 22nd Jan 2023
Author's Note
repost from Nov 2015
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21st Jan 2023 6:12am
I have had the pleasure of reading this poem that flowed down your canvas; it's as if you cater to an endorphin rush of emotions behind your words. I admire a poet who can breathe mental illusions into the depth of his mindset.
Have a fantastic weekend, my Stratosphere King.
Have a fantastic weekend, my Stratosphere King.
21st Jan 2023 12:33pm
Wow! I’m glad you reposted this! I like how you played anxiously with the concept of power…who had it, who thought they had it, who really had it? Intriguing, and of course erotic from beginning to end.
21st Jan 2023 1:36pm
Oh my lord, I have nothing intelligent to say about this, you've just word-fucked my brains out. 🤪 So, um... well done?!
Thanks for reposting this.
🔥k
Thanks for reposting this.
🔥k
21st Jan 2023 3:33pm
21st Jan 2023 8:17pm
It's a great feeling knowing that you have truly performed an amazing job. Everyone concerned is satisfied, there are raises at work, there is breakfast in bed at home, there is an inner peace within. all of that to say it's nice to break a headboard or knock some stuffing out of a mattress with her ass. Truly tight work dude
22nd Jan 2023 1:57am
Oh my... This is so damn hot!
Veronica is such a beautiful name...
So damn seductive.
I can imagine parting those lips for him.
Full eye contact, perhaps submissive...
Perhaps demanding... But desperately in need.
Because that arrogance is so intoxicating.
A well placed hand amplifying the sensations so...
Damn! I am so there...
That hubris entering so deep.
What a son of a bitch... That contempt is so strong.
But so needing to be filled...
Oh that soft epiphany has all the answers you need.
Breaking and entering, what a beautiful crime.
That haughty code of ethics is an illusion. An invitation.
You know that need for being dominated.
That's what gets her really wet.
What an enticing paradox indeed.
Confuse me, take me, make me...
God damn! this is so fucking hot Naaj.
I am losing the plot on my comment damnit! lol
Okay part 2 later. lol
I have to go take care of some things. :p
But this is yeah... so damn good!
That's a compliment damnit!!!
Veronica is such a beautiful name...
So damn seductive.
I can imagine parting those lips for him.
Full eye contact, perhaps submissive...
Perhaps demanding... But desperately in need.
Because that arrogance is so intoxicating.
A well placed hand amplifying the sensations so...
Damn! I am so there...
That hubris entering so deep.
What a son of a bitch... That contempt is so strong.
But so needing to be filled...
Oh that soft epiphany has all the answers you need.
Breaking and entering, what a beautiful crime.
That haughty code of ethics is an illusion. An invitation.
You know that need for being dominated.
That's what gets her really wet.
What an enticing paradox indeed.
Confuse me, take me, make me...
God damn! this is so fucking hot Naaj.
I am losing the plot on my comment damnit! lol
Okay part 2 later. lol
I have to go take care of some things. :p
But this is yeah... so damn good!
That's a compliment damnit!!!
