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Evening Sin
Comes now my midnight lover’s call
that softly echoes down the hall.
I pull the sheets and lift my head,
then slowly saunter out of bed
so careful not to wake your sleep
with all the secrets that I keep.
He meets me at the bottom stair;
removes my gown and underwear.
We tiptoe lightly to the den
and spark the fire of evening sin.
My hands against the mantle rest.
His fingers roam across my breasts,
then down my belly to the place
he opens wide to have a taste.
I sprinkle honey on his lips
and arch my back into his grip
with heaving gasps as he devours
the nectar from my blooming flower.
The scent of mating fuels the flame.
He slaps my ass and pulls my mane.
Passion pools between my thighs
with every thrust his tongue applies
until, so sloppy, wet, and wild,
my pussy begs to be defiled.
Above the hearth, the roaring heat
has foiled our plans to be discreet.
You hear my moans and rise to see
my lover shove his cock in me.
His dick’s so thick, you stare in awe.
He holds me down and fucks me raw;
no spermicide, no latex sheath.
I spread my burning hole beneath
his pounding spear, his slapping balls.
His shaft is tearing up my walls.
You watch with puppy dog despair.
My eggs are ripe. He doesn’t care.
His sack contracts. You hear him grunt.
He shoots his semen up my cunt.
My muscles clinch. I scream, “Oh, god!”
A ring of icing coats his rod.
As I convulse in ecstasy,
his cum is pouring out of me -
a milky river down my crack.
He’s knocked me up. It’s just a fact.
With teary eyes, you look distressed.
He wipes his prick off in my nest.
I coax you please to lay beside
and let me give your face a ride.
You hesitate, but in the end,
I smother you in evening sin.
By midnight moon, you drown content
between my legs as I repent.
that softly echoes down the hall.
I pull the sheets and lift my head,
then slowly saunter out of bed
so careful not to wake your sleep
with all the secrets that I keep.
He meets me at the bottom stair;
removes my gown and underwear.
We tiptoe lightly to the den
and spark the fire of evening sin.
My hands against the mantle rest.
His fingers roam across my breasts,
then down my belly to the place
he opens wide to have a taste.
I sprinkle honey on his lips
and arch my back into his grip
with heaving gasps as he devours
the nectar from my blooming flower.
The scent of mating fuels the flame.
He slaps my ass and pulls my mane.
Passion pools between my thighs
with every thrust his tongue applies
until, so sloppy, wet, and wild,
my pussy begs to be defiled.
Above the hearth, the roaring heat
has foiled our plans to be discreet.
You hear my moans and rise to see
my lover shove his cock in me.
His dick’s so thick, you stare in awe.
He holds me down and fucks me raw;
no spermicide, no latex sheath.
I spread my burning hole beneath
his pounding spear, his slapping balls.
His shaft is tearing up my walls.
You watch with puppy dog despair.
My eggs are ripe. He doesn’t care.
His sack contracts. You hear him grunt.
He shoots his semen up my cunt.
My muscles clinch. I scream, “Oh, god!”
A ring of icing coats his rod.
As I convulse in ecstasy,
his cum is pouring out of me -
a milky river down my crack.
He’s knocked me up. It’s just a fact.
With teary eyes, you look distressed.
He wipes his prick off in my nest.
I coax you please to lay beside
and let me give your face a ride.
You hesitate, but in the end,
I smother you in evening sin.
By midnight moon, you drown content
between my legs as I repent.
Published 6th May 2024
Author's Note
My Bull takes me. My husband watches.
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6th May 2024 8:17am
Favourite verse for tight rhyme
I sprinkle honey on his lips
and arch my back into his grip
with heaving gasps as he devours
the nectar from my blooming flower
I sprinkle honey on his lips
and arch my back into his grip
with heaving gasps as he devours
the nectar from my blooming flower
7th May 2024 4:06am
I love how you highlight your favorite parts, Solomon. So glad you liked this piece and thanks for reading!
7th May 2024 6:32am
Favourite parts of the poem (as well as possibly favourite parts of her).
6th May 2024 8:59am
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6th May 2024 9:43am
Very energetic and passionate poem. I loved how the story builds for all three characters.
7th May 2024 4:08am
Hey, RPM! Thanks for dropping a comment. I really appreciate your insight and critique. So awesome!
6th May 2024 11:18am
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6th May 2024 6:49pm
Hello Kitten, I am not one to read erotica .
I saw this in anothers list and decided to have a peek 🫣 I enjoyed the structure and the details were fkn awesome! You created a sensual read with class! Thanks for sharing Kitten.
I sprinkle honey on his lips
and arch my back into his grip
with heaving gasps as he devours
the nectar from my blooming flower
Brilliantly said!
Listed
Zazzles 👍🏻☺️
I saw this in anothers list and decided to have a peek 🫣 I enjoyed the structure and the details were fkn awesome! You created a sensual read with class! Thanks for sharing Kitten.
I sprinkle honey on his lips
and arch my back into his grip
with heaving gasps as he devours
the nectar from my blooming flower
Brilliantly said!
Listed
Zazzles 👍🏻☺️
7th May 2024 4:11am
Oh wow, that stanza gets a second vote! Thank you for that, Zazzies, and thanks for stopping by to read this. I hope you expand your horizons into erotica. It might surprise you.
7th May 2024 4:58am
I was a professional dominatrix for 17 years. Yup it’s true. However, contrary to popular believe I did not have sex with my submissives. It was more about torture & control. I am no saddist but have a knack for domination. Honestly, in my personal affairs I am more of a switch if anything, I prefer to Dom but I will switch under right circumstance.
When erotic is written so tastefully like you have done here, then I have no issues reading it. It’s all the corny predictable lame ass metaphors unnecessary vulgarity that just makes them sound stupid. you know. I do write erotica every now and then you could check out “I know his secret”
True story btw and Head bangers ball
Happy reading ♥️🤗
I will be checking out more of your stuff, but right-about now I’m seeing double. while I’m being a slave to my housework tomorrow I’ll check out some more of your writes until then live well my new friend
Jackie xoxox
When erotic is written so tastefully like you have done here, then I have no issues reading it. It’s all the corny predictable lame ass metaphors unnecessary vulgarity that just makes them sound stupid. you know. I do write erotica every now and then you could check out “I know his secret”
True story btw and Head bangers ball
Happy reading ♥️🤗
I will be checking out more of your stuff, but right-about now I’m seeing double. while I’m being a slave to my housework tomorrow I’ll check out some more of your writes until then live well my new friend
Jackie xoxox
7th May 2024 5:55pm
I’m more of a sub and ‘switch’ the other way on occasion. I do cuck my hubby, though.
17th May 2024 5:38am
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