Erotic Poetry
2005-10-13

I Touch Myself
All alone, no one to talk to, my thoughts wander to you. Thinking of you, longing to be with you. As my thoughts turn to longing I close my eyes and see us together. As I see my thoughts unfold in my mind, my hands begin to wander across my body. As the images become more intense, my wandering becomes more heated. In my thoughts I see your hands cupping my breasts, your thumbs playing across my erect nipples. As your mouth finds mine, kissing deeply, passionately. Seeing this in my mind, I feel my own hands squeezing my breasts. As we kiss your hands begin to wander down my body, as do my own.

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Feeling you pull your mouth from mine as your fingers find my most intimate treasure. Moaning as I feel my own hand lowering down my body. Watching us in my mind, I begin to feel the moistness, the heat spreading through me. Watching as you raise above me and enter me completely. Caressing, teasing, pleasing myself as I watch you bring me to erotic exstasy. I feel my fingers working faster and faster until I bring myself to the point of exstasy. As I sit here thinking about you I touch myself
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