Erotic Poetry
"I Have a Boyfriend" erotica by Xin
Classic Nude 5 by The Mofo available at Obsession Art“I have a boyfriend,” she says
as I milk sighs and moans from her breasts.
I know this will be over soon
because the mother hen is at the door,
yelling for her chick.
“Do you want to come over?”
Two weeks is how long it took
for the love inside her heart
to be forced into submission
by the lust between her legs.
She hangs up the phone,
I bring wine and a condom.
Her roommate is gone, how convenient
for the sin I am about to enjoy.
She couldn’t speak, as she sipped from the red plastic cup
but her eyes told me what her lips wanted
This is foreign territory, so I tread lightly
testing the waters with my tongue
The taste of a woman is bullshit
The only thing I have ever tasted
is Desire.
“Do you want to fuck me?”
No.
Just kidding, yes.
I burn a trail between her breasts
stopping to suck on her pierced navel.
Her sighs of pleasures, experienced or anticipated
singe the air above my head.
The length of her body dries my tongue just enough
to feel how wet her anticipation has become.
When I finally reach my destination,
I fly circles around her pussy, taking in the full of its beauty.
There is no landing strip, only a bare runway.
An anxious passenger, she is begging to get off
bracing for the impact of her body’s orgasm.
She contorts, whimpering at my power over her pleasure.
I tell her I have control over her body, silently
Rather than interrupt the symphony
being conducted.
Staccatoed notes tell me the climax draws near
and the symphony explodes, then silence.
I drink the ambrosia of her sin.
Originally published April 2010