Erotic Prose From Nala;
For so many years you were my greatest temptation
Yet here in this bar tonight, we laugh with intoxication
Hands falling on laps and thighs, a gorgeous flirtation
One that we, or at least I, proceed with trepidation
More than a decade now you have been my fixation
You must surely have been aware of this adoration
My love well outgrew our lasting friendship foundation
Gave into my desires, you’ve been the focus of masturbation
Yet still my heart yearned, growing with fermentation
Tonight will be different for this was an all new situation
No longer did we have partners as an added complication
I threw caution to the wind and shared that new information
You smiled, we kissed, dropping your emotional fortification
We drained our glasses, hands held, adjourned to a new location
We clumsily disrobed, fumbling with inebriation
While we, of course, listened to The Cure’s Disintegration
Hands and fingers stroked, caressed, in exploration
You surprised me when you spoke of your own infatuation
After all this time, my lonely heart found validation
When you fell to your knees and stroked my elongation
I feared a quick release after years of anticipation
Even more so when you progressed towards fellation
I shifted around, returning the oral delight in reciprocation
My tongue lapped and licked, my face parting your vegetation
We explored every inch of each other without hesitation
With words and smiles and hands we express our appreciation
Diving endlessly with you, emotions aside, chasing sensation
For every verse our bodies sing, kisses are the punctuation
Our bodies aflame like some kind of sexual cremation
On your back, guiding me inside of you, penetration
As per your insistence, I give you my organ donation
I fill you until your eyes pop like a Japanese animation
Your moans are a spell, a chant, a transfixing incantation
Between your thighs I move with an oscillation
While you counteract, our bodies in synchronisation
Our hearts and flesh combined, an amalgamation
Fluids exchanged, by mouth or through perspiration
Our rhythm gains momentum, our bodies in gyration
Spurred on by your cursive, blasphemous proclamation
Her movements and excitement draw me to ejaculation
Still inside you, you drain me and I feel every pulsation
Yet I’m still taken aback as our night turns to degeneration
Our night of passion transforms into a sexual mutation
As soon as you revealed your preference for deviation
At first it feels like I’ve failed, basking in emasculation
But you insist otherwise, you just like the domination
Naked, gagged and bound upon the bondage station
The leather whip in my hand, we begin with flagellation
The welts on your back, reddened with inflammation
This new experience brings on a transformation
Partners in pleasure and devotees to damnation
With your favourite toy, lubed, I enter your dilation
You beg to be released like a dog with starvation
I ramped up the toy to its maximum vibration
You moaned and came as I delivered her salvation
I soothed her afterwards with words of love and affirmation
The morning arrived after our night of fornication
We had become closer through our unification
You spoke of your fear of our imminent separation
But we delayed this, enveloped in hibernation
There would be only you and I, no civilization
Leaving bed briefly to satisfy hunger and hydration
Whenever I prepared to leave, you showed desperation
Your arms and smile were enough for gravitation
I called up my work told them I was on vacation
Our play that day was gentle, all in moderation
Far less extreme but with a much longer duration
Interspersed through hours of conversation
Our bond undergoing a drastic amplification
Being your lover feels like a magical hallucination
Nala is contributor at the adultsmart adult lifestyle blog. Read some of her works there….
