R E D |  erotic poetry

R E D | erotic poetry

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Through this book, I desire to convey the erotic needs of women, in forms of poems and short notes, such that we dont have to writhe on our knees and wait for the men to come pleasure us. This is about snatching pleasures and being straightforwardly confident about our wants, and what gets us off. Alongside using erotic literature to describe the needs that we radiate and sometimes, find in few people. Thereby, also describing the beauty that lies in wanting someone to touch you, in exchanging breathes and sinful moans.
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I'm all business with an emphasis in PLEASURE! A playboy manager to one of the hottest music stars and lover of finer things. I'm dedicated to luxury, women, and status. It's everything that keeps you staying at the top in the music industry. When a slight incident at the airport left me clutching these cheeks, I palmed at her big sass. I'm mesmerized by her black winged blue eyes, thickest thighs, and a scream full of a Kitty's meow. This dark bombshell scratched my inner itch. Of pure sexual tension. Ms. Thick got me craving her cream! "When the knock hit my door, I opened it to the brightest blue eyes. She stood thick with her black trench coat tightly wrapped around her. Before I could even close it, she slammed it behind her pushing me back. The blue captivated me as we slowly walked backwards. When the bed hits my calves, I sit bouncing off the mattress. She shyly starts to open her coat, unbuttoning peaks of flesh. It flows off her shoulders, down her trembling body, so very slowly. Inch by inch, lace underwear, the see-through delicate material of an under nipple bra and sexy boy shorts. She's so fucking perky to my gaze. From the pointed pink nipples down to the tremble of a pouch in the middle. An easy growl releases for her slight soft rolls to the hourglass curve around her thick hips. All the curved ratio so noticeable that my lips ripped out a loud "FUCK" before I realized it!" ●Content/Trigger Warning: Foul Language. Explicit Sex. Mature 18+ Audience ONLY. ●"All Rights Reserved. Including all original text and artwork" ●Copyright; 2023, Ayla Aura ○○○Please DO NOT COPY my personal work. I share thoughts and expressions through my own words and art creations. Including my Book Cover.

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