J R Reynolds
Lonely Days (Erotic) - Poem by J R Reynolds
Another poem that I wrote from the female point of view. =================================
Laying in bed, thinking of you
Separated by a few hundred miles
Apart for over an entire week now
My sexual tension compiles.
The winter night is cold and long
As a storm pounds against our home
The electricity is out, sombering my mood
While my personal thoughts start to roam.
A long hot shower has my blood flowing
As I hang the towel up to dry
Creeping from room to room without the burden of clothes
I am alone, with no need to be shy.
No neighbors around or cars to be heard
A dirty thought enters my head
Just because he is off on business
Doesn't mean I can't have fun in bed.
Feeling along the wall to the closet door
Looking for that stupid 'gag gift'
I'm glad I didn't throw it away back then
My spirit could use a good lift.
Stumbling across it in the bottom of the closet
My heart skips a beat
Making my way back to the bed
Slipping under the silk sheet.
Believe it or not, I have never done this before
So I am not sure how to start
Closing my eyes and relaxing my mind
Letting my legs drift apart.
A warm sensation blankets my skin
Reassuring me that this is okay
Knowing how he would hold me if her were here
I make with the solo foreplay.
Remembering to breathe deep and heavy
I mildly rub against my chest
My nipples rightfully stand firm and hard
While I continue to massage my own breast.
Rubbing gently then pulling harshly
Squeezing them in pure sensual delight
Slowing down and speeding up again
My legs are now pressed together tight.
Running my fingernail down to my naval
Continuing to my usual panty line
Touching myself in controversial places
Sends goose-bumps down my spine.
Breathing heavy but trying not to moan
I rub my most intimate place
I wish that somehow I could actually see
The look of joy displayed on my face.
Using one finger, I rub it from side to side
Gently spreading my moist opening apart
Blood still filling my sensitive lips
Pumped quickly from my accelerated heart.
I have spent enough time teasing myself
I feel comfortable and slide a finger inside
Seconds slowly give way to minutes
As my legs dropp apart and open wide.
Having passed the initial shock
Of what I am doing behind closed doors
Finally being comfortable with my actions
I feel my female sexuality roars.
Eager for more, I prepare for the best
Twisting the bottom of my 'special little friend'
The buzzing noise breaks the piercing silence
Soon, my sensuality will transcend.
No need for lube, I am as wet as can be
I position the tip between my engorged lips
Gently and slowly; inch by inch
Once again, my heartbeat skips.
My fingertips circle around and around
As the toy disappears completely inside
Tugging gently, it eases back out
My wetness helps it to slide.
Back in again, I am almost at the end
But I want the feelings to keep going
Pushing it in and leaving it there
My juices have really started flowing.
The storm rages havoc in the night outside
As my own storm builds within
Flipping over and laying on my belly
Still dragging my finger over my foreskin.
Lightning strikes somewhere nearby
Somehow exciting the electricity within
Thunder vibrates the house; my insides vibrate too
Sending another wave of goose bumps over my skin.
With my business end lifted high in the air
I force my head up off of the sheet
Rocking back and forth, still squeezing my groin together
I feel anticipation building in the tips of my feet.
Rocking quicker and harder
I slip the pillow below my chest
As I rock even harder and faster
The pillow rubs softly against my breast.
As if sliding into bubbling hot tub
The feeling in my feet starts to spread
Consuming my legs, crotch, breasts and face
Forcing me to thrash about the bed.
One hand on the sheet, pushing back and forth
With the other holding the toy against my g-spot
The excitement is too much, I moan as loud as ever
My juices dribble against my hand, all slippery and hot.
Pulling it back quickly and holding it between my lips
The tip vibrates almost painfully against my clit
Another round of waves surge throughout my body
My hand traces the circumference my tit.
Seconds now seem to last forever
As I orgasm as hard as I ever had before
My heart beat is so loud, I feel it inside my ears
My most personal nerves are still in an uproar.
After countless seconds have past
I can finally control muscles again
Dropping my friend and falling to the bed
The waves finally subside deep within.
I have never imagined a finish this grand
The pain, pleasure and joy is hard to describe
Feelings and emotions that I didn't know I had
Were awakened deep inside.
From the tips of my toes to the end of my hair
Every cell inside me vibrates ecstatically
I wish every time could be this good
And every finish could feel this radically.
Buzzing from the worlds best orgasm
But still wishing my husband could be there
Maybe next time he could join in with me
And the high would be ours to share.
Laying on the bed for the next half hour
Still glowing from the sexual high
Lonely days turned to blissful nights
Belonging to Me, Myself, and I.
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