late afternoon

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dogs, dust, farmer, land, love, poem, poetry, restless, rural, smile, stay, tired, touch, tractor, Wife

The light flickered at intervals
toward his searching eyes
eager for more sunlight
dogs anxious to frolic then play
a distant tractor sound
reminding him of his day
diesel dust and dirt
constantly flying his way

Her hand was soft and smooth
inviting to his touch
restless tired and removed
adjusting his seat too much

Till finally he caught a glimpse
of her keen and wanton smile
asking him to give it all up
to stay with her for a while

against the lace

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bedroom, bookshelf, breasts, clit, dress, erotic fiction, fingering, hairy pussy, juice, masturbation, nipples, orgasm, sunlight

The juice trickled in lines
across her inner thighs
dampening her hair lined lips
cautioning her momentary sighs

pulling the dress from her hips
toward her thirsty wanton need
rubbing thrusting further
unconsciously at speed

two then three advanced
to finger her moistened slit
loving the soft warm feeling
of her hungry swollen clit

Could the rest of the house hear her?
she pondered to herself
as the light entered beneath her doorway
through the pages of her bookshelf

finally her spasm bucked forth
with a writhing swallowing moan
sucking her cum drenched fingers
to silence out her groan

the light soon met her breasts
as she fondled their smooth pink face
gently wetting her nipples
as they tightened against the lace

A daughters call

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ageing, daughter, father, love, poem, poetry

The phone rang
he slowly approached the hand piece
“Hello” he stuttered
out into the distance
a dark room lit in a circle around his phone
the lamp light flickering infrequently
in tune with his mind
“I’ll be fine” he said
returning the incoming concerns
his voice
soon sporadic
clutching to his words

If only he could turn back the clock
to a wit
sharp and sure
he listened intently to her love
gentle
compassionate
and sure

night sounds

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boyfriend, breasts, clit, erotic fiction, knickers, lover, masturbation, night sounds, orgasm, phone, play, Relationships, wet, work

Beth pulled her mini dress up
to rest above her thighs
she searched beneath her now wet knickers
with her wanton anxious eyes
her clit was strong and hot
she sighed an eager moan
“what was that she whispered”
returning to the phone
“goodnight Beth” he repeated softly
“I love you very much’
“Me too” she replied
returning to her crutch
before pressing the end button in
to hang up from his voice
then closing her eyes to picture him
breathing harder
without a choice

Sliding her second hand lower
Beth pushed her index finger in
the warmth now burning inside her
in love with her smooth moist skin
her middle finger followed
as she continued to rub her ripe clit
moaning bucking then writhing
before relaxing
face down now to rest
her fingers finding their way north
to slowly caress her firm breast

The distant traffic sounds
lingered through her living room door
as evening lights appeared
to drown out a busy day
longing for her lover
thankful for her chance to play
wanting for his soft warm touch
to anchor back her way