There's this guy I've been crushing on for a minute now. Never paying much attention to him at first, after getting to know him and talking to him I see him with different eyes. He's got this gangsta mentality that really just gets in my head. He's just so smart, funny, cute and cool all around and I love talking to him. I really cherish our friendship and when he comes around, God help me cause I try my damndest to keep from smiling and embarrassing myself! Y'all know how it be sometimes when ya just can't help it...LOL! But everytime I see him whether it be online or in person, involuntary thoughts of all kinds enters my thoughts. And the sexual ones especially really have me feeling some type of way. Cause I don't even know if he thinks of me that way. I mean naturally I'ma make it real hard for him not to, but you never know. I mean I be having FANTASIES about this nigga! But the other night this poem came to me while I was talking to him and I had to get it out or else I woulda screamed! Here it is:
What kind of man he really is, this man, my friend, my dreamlover.
When I talk and type to him, my face can't hide the smile,
So gangsta, so cute, oh I love his swag and style.
My breasts are aching to be caressed; my hard nipples want to be sucked
The wetness between my legs is evident as my body longs to be fucked.
I feel warm kisses on the back of my neck, licking softly for a taste-
He pulls me closer to his soul, as his strong arms encircle my waist.
I feel his hardness against me; his hand slips between my smooth thighs,
I open my body to him, my breath quickening, I moan soft sweet sighs.
He finger fucks me slowly, moving in and out, with an experts’ touch-
I am torn with my emotions of wanting to be with someone this much.
His fingers rub me hard than soft, I beg him for more, and he’s playing a game,
He bites my shoulder so softly, licking the pain away, as he says my name.
As ecstasy is reached, light moans escape my lips; I clutch the silk sheet-
Our naked bodies are warm and moist, the room steamy from sexual heat.
We look at each other, our bodies together, our eyes locked to bring us nearer-
He takes my hand and kisses it as he leads me to the full length mirror.
We look into each others eyes, silently wondering if this is all for real,
Wild dreams can come true if you want, I thought as we both began to kneel.
He enters me deliberately slowly; his eyes questioning me “Are you ready?”
I smile and he smiles back, as he began to fucks me strong and steady.
We watch in the mirror as our glistening bodies take on a rhythm all its own,
The most pure and carnal feelings of joy and pain that each of us has known.
He grabs my breast with one hand, rubbing my nipple until I want to scream,
His dick strokes me, faster then slowly; it’s like being in the greatest dream.
He quickens his strokes, he shudders hard and cums with a groan,
I cum too, collapsing forward, my mouth parting with a moan.
We lay together, our bodies intertwined, our breath still heavy and fast,
We know in our heart that time goes on, but memories will always last.
But when I wake, I'm alone in my bed again,
Wishing he was mine, and more than just a friend.
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