Friday, December 17, 2010

My Body's Yearning (A Sex Poem)

My Body's Yearning 
By Miss Too Sexy



My body’s yearning for him. Can he hear me calling? It’s 3 in the morning. We should be sleeping, but the television entices us. Visions of phone sex, sexy women, fine men, 4 hour, 8 hour, and  pills to keep the sex drive going all weekend long blurs my vision. My hormones start raging. Lust clouds my mind. Thoughts of foreplay teases my soul as I glance at him and he glances back. “Touch me” I whisper in my imagination hoping he’ll hear my thoughts. Just one touch could send my body heat rising… body heat leads to teasing and teasing leads to pleasing to the fullest… My body’s yearning for him. Can he hear me calling? Wondering if he does it nice and slow, will plant kisses on my  lips as he caresses my pussy with his dick, and hold hands afterwards, cuddle cause he stills wants to fill my body combined with his? Or could he be rough, slam himself inside of me and then leave me sore, sex me from behind while he pulls my hair, and leave right after cause getting caught up in emotions isn’t his style? Or maybe he’s the nice guy that will get up off the couch, leave a kiss on my forehead as he says bye, and disappear leaving me wanting more. My body’s yearning for him. Can he hear me calling?

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