Tag: Clit

Distraction Extreme

Posted on by Beast in Erotic, Erotic poetry, Erotica, Poetry

My tongue gently parts your labial lips,

It pushes up slowly to seek out your clit.

Lapping along your moist fragrant slit,

Rousing my senses with an adrenalin hit.

My cock hard, it bulges skin taut,

My mouth on your cunt what’s always sought.

Oh my god! I could cum at just the thought.

Of orally unleashing that orgasmic onslaught.

Now where was I, before my mind slipped?

Oh yes, I was approaching your throbbing lil clit,

My tongue was just about to flash and flit,

I was going to lift you out of body skilfully with it.

But my cock’s so hard, no longer lank.

I’ll have to end here to nip off for a wank.

You have the thought of cunnilingus to thank,

For this premature end, as this prose draws a blank.

 

Put Simply

Posted on by Beast in Erotic, Erotica, Poetry

Put simply, your pussy is perfect.

Put simply, it’s all I want.

Put simply, nothing satisfies.

Like a few hours of eating your cunt.

Put simply, I lust the flavour.

Put simply, le parfum que j’adore.

Put simply, the vision of you spread wide.

Pumps the blood from my gluttonous core.

Put simply, I’m going rather mad.

Put simply, my hunger I need to feed!

Put simply, I want a taste of your lil quim.

To which I’m addicted with an ardent need.

Four Days

Posted on by Beast in Erotica, Poetry

I’ve just landed,

We’re driving in your car.

I’m stroking your clit,

The hotel isn’t far.

You checked in earlier,

Prior to picking me up.

The reason? Priorities.

No time to waste, we need to fuck.

We get there,

Slide the key into its slot.

We enter where we’ll hide,

Cumming, ready or not.

Kissing hard on entry,

Again like never before.

Stripping so ungentile.

Throwing garments to the floor.

I push you back onto the bed,

And peel your tight jeans off.

I gaze upon you naked again,

A sight I need more of.

I pull your legs wide open,

Your bald cunt before me I see.

I waste no time at all,

I’m starved and need to feed.

I lick, I suck,

My tongue feverishly teases.

You shake, hips buck,

Cumming so fucking quick, so easy.

I smile satisfied, drop my pants,

Hard cock standing tall.

I slowly kiss every inch of you,

As upwards on top I crawl.

Its hard to enter you even though your wet,

So long since you’ve had a cock like mine.

You beg me to be gentle at first,

“Please daddy take your time!”

You grimace as I push in so deep,

My size stretching yours.

But as we slowly set a pace,

The pain’s forgotten for sure.

Lips and tongues,

Passing lust.

Passion feverish,

Bare back thrusts.

Harder, faster,

Frenzy ensues.

Stroke after stroke,

Plunging into you.

Gasping, breathing,

Feeding the need.

Jerking, spurting,

Firing the seed.

Hammering home,

My love for you.

You feel it and cum,

Showing you’re true.

And a calm falls over us,

A warm numb veil.

We separate,

And down your kisses slowly trail.

For you’ve so longed,

To taste our sex.

Sucking me clean,

To lift the hex.

For like me,

You’ve been bewitched.

Addicted to us,

Our nagging itch.

Not one hour’s passed,

Since my flight arrived.

And we lie in each other’s arms,

Satisfied.

We lie recovering,

For what comes next we need.

Four days and nights of fucking,

Four days of being where we want to be.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pinky

Posted on by Beast in Erotica, Poetry

I wish I were pinky,

Resting softly next to your clit.

Vibrating, giving you pleasure,

That glow between your hips.

I wish I were with you,

That it were me helping you cum.

I wish that we could play,

Together having so much sexual fun.

I miss how you feel,

I long to taste you again.

I need what you give and take,

The satisfaction that it gave.

I envy little pinky,

Resting softly next to your little clit.

Vibrating, giving you pleasure,

Giving you my orgasmic hit.