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Between The Sheets

"What happens in between the bedroom sheets"

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"I use the term poetry loosely, more like free verse ..."

I wait for you every night and watch you undress and rub yourself down with whatever alluring scent you've chosen for after your hot shower

To have your body draped across me, legs spread wide and arms over your head totally relaxed is all I want.

To feel my softness against your softness.

To have you lying face down on top of me, your breasts pinned into my very fiber.

I love being tickled by your perfect symmetrical trimmed pubic hairs

And feel your legs glide up and down me like silk, until you get restless and turnover on your back, then I feel the contours of your buttocks with your back arched, nipples to the air. 

Five fingers explore your symmetry, while you squeeze and dig into me with the other manicured hand

Wriggling and writhing until the sweat trickles down the center of your back.

Pressing into me with your rounded ass until you climax and flop back down against me in utter satisfaction knowing I will always catch you.

All I'll have is what you left behind, a silhouette made of your sweat and a wet spot.

After I've done my job and you're content, you'll remove me from your bed and reach for another to replace me.

And I will happily sit in the dark and wait for my turn again in your rotation.

Oh, the joys of being your Egyptian king-size cotton sheets.

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Written by SexuallyPoetic
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