Somehow you found yourself on top of me,
your eyes burning a hole into mine.
You were shy, dark orbs not daring to ask permission.
So I helped, my legs shifting open,
hips lifting to greet you
as you gasped. Tentively you pushed
and I could feel the pressure of your need.
I moaned and you sucked in a breath,
you like it when I make noise.
I lift again, you push,
and suddenly jeans are a hindrance.
You reach down to undo your fly
then attack mine with a vengeance,
ripping my pants down to my wide-spread knees.
One heartbeat...I reach down into the heat
to pry apart lips, to give you entrance.
You slide in slowly and my head rolls back.
Oh the pressure! Oh the full, pulsating
urge of you! I must have more..
I lift into you, forcing you deeper
and you need no further urging,
thrusting faster as I buck.
Climax! I yelp.
Collapse..you rest on top of me and I stroke your head,
reward for a job well done.
A contest entry
- Sooooo Sensual.... by ChildOfRhiannon.
450 points, ended June 16, 2008, 19 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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fine write this takes me back
in time to when i was young and shy. well penned poet!
I do agree with Azlyln "those good times when that bit of fabric between two lovers just would not do! " lol
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"Oh the full, pulsating
urge of you! I must have more.."
Whew! Is it hot in here, or is it just me?
Yikes!
Very nice! 
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OOO...LA LA!!! A couch trip indeed!
This brought back some vivid memories to me. I liked the ripping off of the jeans...oh yes...those good times when that bit of fabric between two lovers just would not do! Imagery and sensual fire within this...thank you for this wonderful entry!
Blessings~
Az
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