Erotica Anthology

At The Tip Of Lust

It's been a long time
Since I rode that pussy
And every glance at your navel,
Makes me do 'it' past your bed time..

She wears some blue, red and black
When every night she comes to rest
Her fat ass is wide open
Trying to suck the juice out of my case!

Last noon, she sat on my laps,
Kept her tiny hands on my back
While I tried to make out with her
She took off my shirt and went straight back?

Talk to you of this night,
She wore the least of clothes she could,
Came and sat on my ride, but won't let me move
Stared as long as she could until my dick had up stood!

She stood still and pulled her skirt up
Ah! That move just made me hiccough
I tried getting her on my bed
But God! She just won't let this sexual tension end!

She's been weird these days
Making me vulnerable in my head
She won't let me touch any of her treasures
May it be her hips, her lips, her tits or even her curves!

Finally a night came, when she too felt the thirst
Came wearing she, a black top,
And on my standing dick, she made a hop
I finally laid her on the bed and showered her with the lust!