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In Sync( poetic prose)

Posted by coastaltownpoetgirl on August 26, 2009 at 2:40 PM Comments comments (5)

 The flirtatious exchange

of sexual gratification has never been fast enough in my eyes

The sexual tension in their own mind projects

like a film roll

blinking eyes to see slides of desires and fantasies and urgency's

moving by so fast creates tension

 

Craving the smell of sweat

The touch and taste of slime

The bodily force of one

towering over you

thursting their hips

drilling their hard shaft into you

...

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The night I became your mistress

Posted by coastaltownpoetgirl on August 24, 2009 at 3:43 PM Comments comments (2)

 

Your brother suggested I needed to get out more

He didn't know me very well obviously

 

I led quite the night life

I went to the bar everyday after work

at three o clock in the afternoon till closing time at 2 am

 

He suggested I should go to a local dive

where smoke filled the room and tweekers congregated

drank shitty domestic beers like bud and played pool with friends

 

One night in particular

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Anal Sex

Posted by coastaltownpoetgirl on August 24, 2009 at 3:43 PM Comments comments (10)

Your hard  cock

Drills into my anus  like

A nail into a wall

 

Pounding into me

With each bit of steel

My ass is your sheet rock

 

Your heads lubrication is the putty

so you could enter my anus

Hear me let out screams of Owhhhhhhh's and

Ahhhhhhs

 

Hands with callous's

gripped to my hips

Balls slapping and echoing through out the air

Ass to your face

Breasts bouncing&...

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The night I met you

Posted by coastaltownpoetgirl on August 8, 2009 at 8:53 PM Comments comments (2)

This coming February the sixteenth of two-thousand nine it will be three years since I met you

I met you at a friends local sports bar

late at night

drinking alone

 

writing words in between blue lines

with a fine bubbily print

 

You came up behind me

tapped me on the shoulder

I jerked with a jolt

shoulders thrown back

highly sensitive I guess

 

 

you asked if you could buy me a drink...

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Never ending road

Posted by coastaltownpoetgirl on August 8, 2009 at 7:34 PM Comments comments (5)

My thoughts are overwhelming

taking over my body

turning my gut into a big knot

 

my thoughts race so fast

as if I am going riding in a speed boat

tears start pouring

like a thunderstorms hard rain

 

my battles I am trying to beat

are almost cancerous

small tumors of each thought

collect like mosquito bites

 

like an itch for the urgency

and sex addict tendency

 

wondering...

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