I would appreciate your views on this, especially from the ladies. I have only been writing poetry a couple of years and have no idea if it is any good. This is meant to be erotic rather than pornographic and I would like to know if it is :) Through window closed in orange gleam Moonlit flesh is clearly seen Unbuttoned blouse exposing chest In homage to the waiting guest Soft and round and creamy white The thrill makes rose buds harden tight Hard and proud they stand erect On breasts in every way perfect Then vision blurs as body heat Fogs the glass so just her feet Are on the dashboard seen to rest And lost to view is comely chest Electric whirring stirs the night As ample curves return to sight Invited by the lush temptress Arm snakes in to give caress Nail circles round the areola Hand roughly grasps that soft cupola Squeezing, kneading, hear her groan She whimpers then lets out a moan Nipples tweaked by thumb and finger Hand drawn down it cannot linger Compelled by call from Lorelei It starts between her legs to stray Into the Valley of Delight That’s softly bathed in silver light Finger tips trace inner thigh From parted lips escapes a sigh Palm it rests near pelvic floor Knocking loud on Heaven’s door Digits stroke the pouting seam And through the labial furrow ream Gently rubbing vulva lips Finger slowly, surely slips Inside the warm wet orifice Seeking out her clitoris To tease and taunt with touch so deft Sunk within that blesséd cleft Arm pulls back as opens door It’s not enough: she needs much more Head darts in, you’re near supine Legs around your neck they twine Tongue explores that hooded gem And flicks and probes around the stem Juices flow as lips they rub Upon that sensual pleasure nub Knees clenched tight against your ears With body tensed orgasm nears yes, Yes, YES she shrieks and screams As in your mouth her passion streams Wave on wave of rapture breaks In ecstasy her body shakes Panting, gasping, ardour spent She lets your aching jaw relent Upon her face contented grin As cool love juice flows down your chin And now your turn has come at last As trouser tents with rampant mast Beckoned close by finger tip She slowly eases down the zip With dextrous skill hooks member out; Of readiness there is no doubt Hand curls round the iron rod And pulls back skin from swollen knob The blood gorged flesh points to the sky Secreted bead glints in the eye Fist moves slowly up then down She plants a kiss upon the crown Pre-come forms a spider strand Extruded from the purple glans Like diamonds shining in the night Reflecting back the moonshine bright But broken then the gossamer thread As lips wrap round the throbbing head Velvet band caresses shaft Applying well fellators’ craft Attention now she does devote To guide you down her waiting throat Past uvula you gently slide Between the tonsils now you glide As balls she cups her hand around Her nose moves down to pubic mound And round the base you feel her teeth You’re nestled there as in a sheath Hands around your buttocks clasped Her head is bobbing to its task Breathing held she takes you deep The feeling makes your legs go weak Like baby nursing on its thumb Too much of this you’re soon to come But sensing this she ceases play And from your crotch she moves away She stretches out upon her back Guides phallus to her sopping crack Pausing just to latex slip Before inside she begs you dip Desire inflamed you do not wilt And drive up to the very hilt The foothills of the Mound of Venus Reeved in two by plunging penis With measured pace you start to rut Still not believing in your luck With rhythmic pace between her thighs Suspension creaks in shock surprise You faster ever faster pound With slapping squelching grunting sound Her chest and neck with rose tint glow As you draw near volcanic flow At last is rent the night-time peace As she joins your chorus of release With final thrust your seed is dealt Back to the shadows now you melt Copyright - Shoey, February 2011