MEMORY IN MY POCKET
i kept them in my pocket
for almost a month
switching them each time
i changed pants
often during a busy day
my curious fingers
would sneak down into
the soft silky fabric
i’d remember how warm
they felt in my hand
after you raised your hips
and i slipped them off
the way the cool moonlight
bathed bare flesh
and the intoxicating scent
of your moist garden
sometimes alone at night
i bury my face
in the soft pinkness of the cloth
and inhale your essence
strange how just a bit of fabric
could enliven every sense
and make a man groan out loud
with each memory
of your full mounds of joy
bouncing so freely
at each thrust we shared
your head thrown back in pleasure
i can still feel your heels on my back
nudging me deeper
as you writhed with ecstasy
lying beneath me
they were wet with your nectar
when you pushed them
into my hands as i was leaving
‘for you’ you whispered
your panties dried a long time ago
though the scent
of jasmine and musk lingers
along with my lust for you
7/15/08 DJA
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You have a real talent for writing erotica! this is far from seedy but soft sensual and sexy again! i like what i am reading
your writing flows nicely and the words you use are beautiful and not at all vulgar like so much erotica on AP! this is a beautiful write! thankyou so much for sharing! xxx cheryl
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Eye boggling
Oh my!! how oh so sweet. now my sense are a a peak and lust is in the air. what a steamy write, thanks for sharing
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wondrous wicked one
I thank you
DJ
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this is good very sensual!
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Hot Chocolate
thank you very much.
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