I Write Erotica

I keep my friends lined up on shelves

in tidy little rows organized by size

so that they won't ever think about misbehaving.

I take them down one by one and

finger through them on lonely days when

rain blows in through the open window.

Sometimes I'll nuzzle their smooth insides

against my cheek and hum along with

the gentle rustling they make, squirming under

my omnipotent presence.

I think they like it when I strum their spines

and murmur nothings to their nakedness.

I slip myself inside of them one at a time,

up to three simultaneously if I'm feeling particularly bold.

Hold still, Lo! You must exist in my spaces,

each curve of your quivering outsides

grasped firmly between my hands, your ruffled hair

falling formlessly like sentences.

At climax we breathe and release and it's on

to the next one. Orderly now, follow suit! The next is firmer,

denser than the last, but just as rich.

I line my friends back up on their shelves and

wave farewell until tomorrow, when I shall return empty

and spent again, in need of submissive escape.

Reviews

[lost girl]

Yes you do! ummm I don't know what to say....your too young...I'm too old. ummmm..yes you do...yes you do!
(um hum= clearing my throat, I think your a tease :)lol

[MoriartyMesa]

I aint old enough to read this, nice, from what I could see with my eyes covered lol, no, i liked this.

[Muse]

I slip myself inside of them one at a time,
Perhaps try "I slip myself inside them one at a time"

besides tripping on the "of" in that sentence....this was a favorite.

Naughty...
but in all the right ways.
Bravo!

[Sami Khalil]

A splendid read and write...Thank you for penning...:)...................