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Tramontana

Tramontana

I strut towards you
tight cropped tee
daisy-duke shorts
tight ass peeking out
blue stiletto heeled shoes
you always did like them

I could swear I just saw you smile
but bumpers can’t smile
can they?
I know I saw you wink
flash that headlight once again my way
you know you want to

my outstretched fingertips
lightly caress your body
aeronautical aluminum and carbon fibre
that customized inscription on your chassis
you know how to make me smile
I flash you my pearly whites
My signature “come hither” smile

you have such power over me
it isn’t just your V12 engine
with more than 500 hp
the tandem-like position
of your fine leather seats
your Urushi lacquered dash
ergonomical custom design
even your name rolls off the tongue
seductively

you are one of only twelve in existence
yet, you are one of a kind
to me

I bend over
absorbing the soapy water with my sponge
holding it above you I squeeze it
releasing the bubbly concoction upon your body
slowly it trickles downward
my hand caresses you
slowly rubbing your sleek long hood

my body leaning onto you
my eyes rolling back
my heartbeat quickens
lips part
tongue caressing them
wet with desire

my t-shirt wet
I stand before you
your headlights
flashing at the speed of light
my headlights
hard and pointed

I crawl up your chassis
staring into your cock-pit
my hands caressing you softly
I feel the power of your engine
as it starts beneath my body
my baby blues filled with desire
you rev ‘er up just for me
I know that sound
that ‘cum on in’
whispering
in my ear

I slide across the wet soapy hood
reaching up and opening the door
slipping inside your cock-pit
feeling the fine kid glove leather seats
so soft, so sensual
my body slowly grinding
you feel like a fighter plane
your power entrances me

I slip my hand
around your shifter
slowly up and down I stroke you
my body wrapped up in yours
one hand on your steering wheel
one hand on your shifter
we’re on our way
the pedal to the floor
those five hundred horses
whinnying and snorting
ready to give me
the ride of my life
and me
eager to cum
along



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Victoria had a way of writing about anything

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  • iccara
    May 1, 2008

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    very suductive

    I really liked this peice.. the imagery was excellent.. have you ever thought about writing erotic poetry? hugs.. miss hearing from all my old friends in allpoetry.. keep in touch ...Iccara

  • Shotzie
    April 30, 2008

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    Classic

    I miss her so! Anything she wrote fascinated me. I hope that you find more of these unpublished gems.


  • I Am Gun
    April 28, 2008
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    this just makes me miss her even more...


  • Blueskywonder
    April 26, 2008
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    Victoria is very clever! Some great imagery in this piece and excellent detail. Great write!