Lawrence s. Makola

Rookie (10/03/1979 / Motetema)

My First Time - Poem by Lawrence s. Makola

I set my eyes on her
I was drawn to her
Pulled into her
Into the most deepest part of her
The only world she rules without help

She responded as if I was her relative
Our blood boiled with passion
As if we grew up together
I had no experience
She looked as if she knew
Meanwhile I was damn disorientated

We escape the public theater
Landed in the sweetest scented
Well arranged aperture
Where genes peacefully ignited

I stretched my two erotic hands
Towards her two curvaceous mountains
My eyes closed dramatically
Imagining ardor yet to be revealed

The feeling no word can describe
Covered my unruly hungry body
As my awesome lips approached
To her gorgeous well nourished lips
They parted in gesture
Calling in desperation
They found their pleasure
As she dug down my throat

Her erect nipples brushed lightly
Against my muscular chest
As I drove into her
Feeling every inch of her swallow
My rigid rod
I penetrate her to the hilt
He body began to sway
He soft bottom moving one way
Her pendulous breast swinging the other

She began to jerk spasmodically
Her breast heaving
Her breath came in short gasps
Her body began to convulse
The tremor wracked her quivering body
My man submitted
My body was shaking.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 5, 2010

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