So tired of always crying
I hate being in love
I want him to act right
Instead he keep acting up
She is always there when I need her
Forever wiping my tears
Telling me how I deserve better
But a life without him is one of my fears
I needed a sweet escape
Something to take me away from the pain
She called and asked if I wanted to blow one
I said yes, we rolled up, and smoked away the pain
So high I started floating
No longer able to feel a thing
Looking over at her on my bed
I wanted to start touching and kissing
We looked over at each other
High and steady laughing
Leaning over we started kissing
Both knowing what was about to happen
For a moment I started to feel guilty
Puffed one more time and said Fuck it!!
I pulled her panties off in a rush
Buried my face between her legs and started sucking
Licking her sweet juices hungrily
Tongue fucking her at the same time
Watching her face as she moaned loudly
Made me fantasize about making her mine
I explored her body all night
Making sure I pleased her in all ways
She moaned and screamed my name louder
I pulled her on my tongue and put her in a daze
I felt her body shake and rock
Trembling under me she couldn't keep still
She fell asleep satisfied and pleased
Next morning we both were asking, "Did we do this for real?."
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Wild thoughts
PoesíaErotic poems that bring to life short stories about hidden fantasies, desires, and wild thoughts that are keep hidden. Some say that with the right person every fantasy has the power to become a reality. I hope these fantasies can become a reality...