Velvet Vein
Here’s a poem I wrote while daydreaming about… well, you’ll see…
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It swells like it’s trying to break free,
veins pushing bold against the skin,
thick, hot, the color of ripe fruit about to burst.
The head! Blunt, flushed,
glossy as if already kissed
makes my breath catch,
makes my thighs press together in a rhythm
I don’t dare admit is need.
I trace it with my eyes like I’m memorizing a map,
shaft stretching upward,
every inch a confession he can’t hide.
The skin looks satin-smooth over iron,
and I imagine the weight of it in my hand,
how my fingers wouldn’t meet around its girth,
how my thumb might tease that swollen crown
until his hips jerk,
until his voice breaks into a sound
I’ve only heard in my dirtiest dreams.
I see it pulse, twitch
like it’s impatient, like it’s speaking to me in heartbeat Morse.
A drop gathers at the tip, pearly and trembling,
sliding down the curve like it knows I’m watching.
I want to taste it,
want to drag my tongue along every rigid vein
until his breath turns ragged and his body strains.
And then
in my mind
his hand clenches the sheets,
hips driving upward,
a shaft wrapped in velvet,
a vein ready to spill it—
that cock throbbing in wild rhythm
as he spends himself in hot, thick ropes,
spurting in desperate bursts that spatter my belly in heat,
each one a wordless cry,
a cry answered in white.
This is beautiful and so erotic.
Beautiful and erotic! I hope your future husband is out there somewhere writing or imagining similar things about well, you know 😉
Thanks and I got married!!!
Congratulations!
Oohhhhh Emmmaaaaa,
You've done such a masterful job in your descriptives. I could picture your fingers around the base wrapped around as you studied with desire the swollen length you were looking at.
You've described all of the things that I love and think while I'm looking at my man.
I've had girlfriends who think it's ugly to see but for me it's a thing of beauty and masculinity are wrapped up in one.
Thank you for sharing and no you're not alone in this girl there's a lot more of us who take pleasure in the visuals that you described.
Lady L. 💋
And to think that "sex ed" at church said men are visual but women are NOT.
This is so true. My sister-a self described ‘cock loving slut’ (literally said it herself) thinks that cock is not pleasant on the eyes. And me the girl who lost my V card on my wedding night (I definitely played with a couple prior and watched adult content) loves the way cock looks. It’s so beautiful. The way it lies flaccid until it sees something it likes and then like a soldier respecting a queen, stands at attention ready to give pleasure.
I loved this! Wow, girl! What a hot image you painted! I imagine this same thing: admiring and touching and tasting my future husband's beautiful manhood. Lady L mentioned above that some of her friends think cocks are ugly, and I get that because when I first saw a picture of one, I was shocked and kind of disgusted. But the more I embraced sexuality from a Godly perspective, appreciating the raw art He used to design our intimate parts, I came to love and be very aroused by every aspect of the male genitals (and the female, but being a very visual woman, I'm hyper-turned-on by male bodies). Now I can't think of anything sexier than a bold, heavy dick between a man's thighs, proclaiming his masculinity, hardening with desire for his mate, aching to release his liquid love. Umph, that's getting me worked up right now! Thank you for inspiring me afresh!
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“Now I can't think of anything sexier than a bold, heavy dick between a man's thighs, proclaiming his masculinity, hardening with desire for his mate, aching to release his liquid love”
Damn LLL, what a description! I can’t think of anything sexier than a sweet woman with a soft, but breathtaking figure, puffy lips between her thighs, swelling and blushing, dripping with anticipation for her man to release his liquid love
Thanks Bighuged! Your description was pretty hot too!
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Love the detail and descriptions.. while reading my cock was starting to match your descriptions.. I’m now “thick, hot, the color of ripe fruit about to burst.”
There might not be anything hotter than a woman who is loves and “worships” (not in a sacrilegious way) her man’s cock. I’ve not experienced it, but I can imagine that it might be one of the best feelings in the world.
If it looks how I wrote it, you have a beautiful cock.
"as he spends himself in hot, thick ropes,
spurting in desperate bursts that spatter my belly in heat,"
The best! Gave me visions…
Seeing that belly quiver & jump with every jet stream splashing & licking in shock on that smooth soft belly. Breathing heavy, rising & falling, as she witnesses it as if his every inch was a buried earthquake of tingles exploding in her loins to ecstatic culmination of breath taking frustration released with him!
Wow! This comment. So beautiful. And my core does tighten when I see an eruption so yes you might say I wrote this wet.
Very intense! I love it!
Quite a high standard you have set there. I hope you find a man who goes even beyond that.
I will look forward to your next poem/fantasy.
LLL,
If my first wife had said anything like that even ONCE during our 16 years of marriage, then I would have fought even harder to keep her.
“you might say I wrote this wet.”
That so adds to the pleasre of reading this morning. Good writing has a way of just leaping out!