Erotic Poetry

poison sour malt skin
on the rocks of his balls
black label tits
fermenting in his cum

he tastes her at the
back of his throat
drunk on her juices
high on her moans

he plugs her hole
with his long hard
bottleneck

he spews his
whiskey sex

in her face
all over her tits
down her throat

she drinks him hard


filed under: straight erotic poetry

pear shaped lips
mimc the blows to
her backdoor
monkey's fist

his torso thunders
against her hips
his cock tornadoes
through her abyss

her pointed nipples
dance atop her jiggling breast
to the rumble of
his grinding thrusts

her moans of pleasure
shiver through him
in tiny preludes
to their eruption

he grunts grow faster
and faster
in time with the
flow of their pleasure

he quivers in
one last jab as
deep as he can go.


filed under: straight erotic poetry

behind the zipper
her clover beckons
with the rush of
fleshy quicksand

hungry for
a perfect drowning

under her
painted pockets
her figure eight
of an ass trembles

hungry for
the smack of balls

take of your
ditry denim

left me wear you
for a while.

filed under: straight erotic poetry

Erotic Poetry: Straight