Lustful Drug

His touch
that is all i can think about
the way it feel
to have him push
all of his shaft into me
he moves at a pace
that sets me on fire inside
caressing my breasts
with his finger tip
my n*****s harden at this light touch
he is rough yet gently
rough in my the folds of my wetness
gently with every touch and kiss
he lays upon my skin
this is the love i have searched for
with every climax we make
i feel it grow more and more
we both strive for
that cloud 9
he holds me gently yet bangs me hard
and all i can do is moan with this intense pleasure
he create with every f*****g touch
i am so amazed all i can do
is climax over and over again
tighten each time more and more
oh what a love of lust he gives me with every movement
this is my cloud 9
he is my drug of happiness.

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

"This is my cloud 9, he is
my drug of happiness."
If the poem said nothing else
it would still be a great poem.

This writer has the erotica
down to a science.

---- Eagle Cruagh

[Steve Ryman]

In the early part of this piece there are a few gramatical errors e.g feel should be FEELS and rough in my the folds... the word my shouldn't be there. Also the use of the word F*****g I think is totaly unneccessary. I works perfectly well without that in... maybe even better!!! However still good writing skill and wil read more.