She comes at me like a thunderstorm tearing through my dreams, invading every inch of me till I'm bursting at the seams
She moves her body all around me like a snake terrorizing its prey, her mouth working my member till it's wet in the spot that I lay
Instinctively my hands reach to hold her but she easily evades my grip, she slithers in behind me and assists me as I strip
Her hands are all around me like I'm flailing in a lake, the lust it overwhelms me and I never want to wake
Again I reach to find her, her breast held firmly in my hands, in a massive wave of passion we find we've washed up on the sands
She moves herself beneath me but I'm not ready to commit, as my tongue explores her body I become addicted to the taste of it
I find her female wetness my mind loses all track of time, as the waves keep washing over her I now know that she is mine
I push myself in side her the pleasure is more than she can take, her arms go limp her legs go numb and Her body begins to shake
Finally she's won me over as we reach our lustful Bliss, The Darkness Falls and the dream is over as I try to take my lover's kiss
She only comes to me in the nighttime but I know just how I feel, I curse the day till the edge of night because I know our love is real
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Glad you enjoyed it. I was feeling a little frisky this morning.
With nights like that, no wonder you curse the days! 🙂
Great writing, very erotic, great imagery.
I went through a months supply of sleeping pills in a week... But what a week.
Mugs
Some write M - held me to the end.
Thanks Mr. E
I always appreciate your comments.
Mugs
A passionate piece of prose Mugs - - I am in need of a cooling shower after this read.
Take someone with you and I want to read about that.
Mugsdaddy
How lucky to have such dreams , I hope I do too but I never remember lol
Fun poem
If only you could hook up a dvr to your brain, then you call up a dream anytime.
Very good erotic write Mugs.
I left it out because I didn't want to embarrass you but she was screaming Go60 the entire time.
Mugs
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