Keep getting spam from "seductresses."
I immediately dispose of garbage.
I may fictionalize thoughts, that's all
fiction, tall tales, from the warped
halls of imagination.
Tempted daily, a one time
bus ride, a good one, I'll always
cherish, a disappointment to her
one night stand, not to me.
Felt good. Poor woman, did feel good
but no orgasm. Guilt supreme,
not because of the act but poor
execution. We remained friends.
I refused to try again, not her
wish.
She accepted my nervousness.
Foolish, no protection.
When she rubbed my lamp,
a poor wish fulfilled.
Nice memory though.
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Author:
JDB (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 13th, 2025 09:08
- Comment from author about the poem: This did happen to me. When married, I learned what to do. You know, happy wife, happy life.
- Category: Erotic
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Comments1
Excellent write
Thanks.
You're welcome
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