Hello, and pink! :)
Please find a short sample of a semi-erotic poem I have written. I have plenty of personal experience in erotica, especially in the BDSM field. Please let me know if you are interested - thank you!
JR’s voice is the serrated edge of a razorblade dipped in honey; it splits me open in jagged angles and then seals the rawness in hot sweetness as, breathless, I beg him to carve me deeper.
Paul’s voice is a bamboo wind chime tinkling in the warm summer breeze; the comfort of consistency, a gentle lullaby of downy softness and flashing dimples.
Paul’s strong brown hands hold open the car door as he takes me to dinner and tickles my arm so I can fall asleep first, my sweet dreams ensured.
JR’s huge, rough white hands are in my hair and over my throat, up my short skirt and around my tiny wrists, each motion eliciting tiny whimpers for more.
Paul’s adventure is manicured toes in plush slippers padding down the hallway decorated with our smiling faces, out to the garden for a late morning picnic in the soft green grass.
JR’s adventure is a barefoot hike up a steep cliff, rocky and hazardous, each welt, cut and bruise throbbing with pleasure as he fucks me from behind at the top of the world.