There was a boy...super hot,super bad,super sexy
I drooled everyday I saw him,my imaginations running wild
I hoped,I prayed,I wished,and then finally;fucking finally,he came
We shook hands,he kissed mine,a wink;a blush, I came
Two hours and a check in,we sat and stared;two more minutes
He moved;i moved,we touched;we burned;I kissed; he bit
My fantasies are coming through,I realised suddenly;a pause
Lost my shit and I stood ;striped in two and him in one
We bounced,we moved,I rode;he pushed,went up,went down
We continued till dawn...he left;I slept.....
Next week,a call,him again ;wish number two came through
I hoped he fulfilled, I picked up ,we agreed, tomorrow 9:00pm
We met up,another hook up,another wish
This time, he rode, I cried,I squealed;he had bit my nipples
Came once,came twice,was still trembling after cum number 5
He kissed me,I kissed back,sucked on wet muscles and slurped on hard muscles;too much was going on
Lost consciousness; was woken up by one huge piston... My prostrate screamed with ecstasy
Too many positions,I lost count of how many dry cums I had
I needed more,he needed more...we came down from our high,we cuddled;he snuggled ,I held on
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An agreement, wish number three came through;finallyI had a boyfriend....and It felt good
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My Little Book Of Sex Poems
RandomShort poems,short stories in poetry form, on sexual activities or fantasies between whatever persons .... First rank in poetry #908(12/4/18)...I'm thrilled🙌🙌 Second rank in sexual fantasy #758....yay