Poem – First Kiss

I keep dreaming about our first kiss

One night you were hesitant and shy,

Slow, soft, gentle, and sweet

In all my dreams you are sweet

Another night, another dream

You were a little bit more confident, less shy

You kissed me with the passion that I have come to miss

Bold, strong, certain, and confident

Last night, the latest dream

We had our first kiss

This time we went farther than a kiss

I knew it was just a dream, but I went with it

Passionate, intimate, and sexy

Starting off slow and uncertain

Ending in blissful smiles of contentment

This is what I want, this is what I need

Our first kiss

Sexy Poem

**I have been trying to keep up the habit of writing and posting every day. I ran out of things to review and my sex life has been a bit lacking, so I googled “sex blog writing prompts.” I came across a set of 10 questions and prompts that pertain to sex.**

7. Write a poem about a sexual experience.

*Oh gosh, I haven’t written a poem since high school, which was over ten years ago. I used to write them all the time, I am not sure why I stopped. I was never good at rhyming, but I had good flow. I will give it my best shot. I ended up getting my old notebook and writing it out first. I am very rusty and my words feel a little cheesy. However, this little exercise has encouraged me to try poetry a little more often.*

Sensual. Touch. Intimacy

Seeing you gets me
Every kind of worked up.
Nothing gets me hotter than
Seeing you, kissing you, touching you.
Usually I am too shy to make a move, but
All I can think of is
Latching on; Kisses that linger, hands that wander.

Touch me there, touch me everywhere.
Over my soft skin, your hands explore.
Under my shirt is a sexy, lacy bra. Under my pants are
Crotchless panties. I whisper so and you grow hard.
Hard like the way I want to be fucked.

I let my hands wander down to your growing bulge.
Needing you so bad, I grow wetter with every
Touch. My pussy clenches in anticipation.
I want you so bad.
My mouth, my pussy, my hand, my ass;
Anywhere you want it, you can have it.
Can you feel that? This is what you do to me.
You feel so good, I don’t want it to end.