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Darrell Clark Poem
In your womb I burst
Passion holds my heart's desire,
Lust and ravage, light my fire.
Lovers embrace in Twilight's choir,
Songs echo to the tops of spires.
It starts with a simple kiss,
Lips merge and do not miss.
Lungs expand in breathing hiss,
Hands tremble, you want this.
Tongues entwined in moaning dance,
This is it, our wanton chance.
Loins on fire within our pants,
Physical needs do now advance.
Arms tangle as they explore,
Passion climbs a little more.
Buttons pop, one through four,
Shirts fly and hit the floor.
Chests bare, as they titillate,
Pressed together, increase heart rate.
Bodily needs can no longer wait,
Hormonal urges to procreate.
Zippers fumbled with shaky hands,
The hourglass slows its timing sands.
Naked flesh that now understands,
How it must meet its demands.
With lust at an all-time high,
No stopping now; you must comply.
You have the needs of my supply,
Let me slip into your thighs.
We two souls become one,
Hearts race from the starting gun.
Like fire thrown from the desert sun,
Dirty deeds have just begun.
Down our bodies, the sweat pours,
A rhythm wild, my piston bores.
Silence is broken with animal roars.
Time stops, pulses soars.
Take it hard, take it fast,
It won't be long, I'll try to last.
Loins slapping, needs amassed,
This spell we're under, our bodies cast.
The time has come to release my seed,
I must do this; it is my need.
Take me deep, I must concede,
There's nothing left to impede.
A final thrust, I must eject,
As spirits fly, we connect.
In your womb, I do affect,
Tiny tails, left unchecked.
Exhausted from our hours of bliss,
Loving tenderness now in our kiss.
Attention to you I won't dismiss,
In our passionate moment, we reminisce.
As I stare, I must confess,
Hair entangled, we're quite the mess.
A newfound joy, we coalesce,
Lover's embrace, a soft finesse.
Copyright © darrell clark | Year Posted 2025
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Darrell Clark Poem
Her Brazilian Ass
She stood gazing out the window, bored and horny. It was Saturday night, and no date as usual. But she knew that was no one's fault but her own.
Since the breakup with her longtime boyfriend, she had not wanted to get into the dating game. It had been years since she had dated anyone, and she was unsure she was up to it.
Robin was an attractive woman; at thirty-six, she still wore long blonde hair and kept her body in good shape. Her 36C breasts were firm and lovely with their deep pink nipples. She worked outdoors in her yard a lot, and her stomach was firm and flat. Robin had heard many times that her Brazilian ass was her best feature. She always joked, saying it was her "best asset." She was a mere five feet tall and had tiny feet and hands. She wore a child's size 2 1/2 shoe, which she hated. Robin was what is considered to be petite, and a lot of men liked that.
Robin dreaded the 'dating game', but she craved sex if she did not get it regularly. One thing was for sure, she would not go looking for someone just to.
Turning away from the window, she sighed. A long soak in the tub would relax me, she thought as she headed towards the bathroom connected to her bedroom.
She turned the water on in the spacious tub and stood there momentarily before adding a perfumed skin softener to the steamy water filling the tub. As a last-minute thought, she attached a small 'tub spa' to the side of the bathtub before removing her clothing and stepping into the water. She had put her hair in a ponytail to keep it out of the perfumed water. Now, she lay back and sighed again at the incredible warmth of the water covering her body.
She reached over and flicked the switch to the on position on the tub spa and felt the jet kick in... the water from it rushed out and around her as she lay back. The whirling water caressed her body gently. One of her hands moved to a breast, cupping it for a moment and then pinching the nipple between her thumb and finger, causing it to grow hard.
The spa had several settings, and as this was her first time using it, she was unsure which was best. Robin twisted her body towards the spa to adjust the setting and felt the water from the jet rush against her pussy, causing her to gasp. It felt good, no...it felt great! She lifted her hips slightly beneath the water and turned her body more towards the jet and again the water rushed towards her pussy, parting the lips, and moving against her clit, which made her moan softly as it sent a thrill through her.
Before getting into the tub, she had lit several scented candles; now she lay in the candlelit bath, being pleasured by a tub spa's jet! She giggled at that thought and turned the dial on the spa one notch the water picked up in intensity as it rushed out and against her clit.
The water was moving with a lot of force as it rushed against her snatch.
Lifting one leg, she opened herself even more and felt the water push deeper into her pussy, making her pump her hips towards the watery penetration.
The feeling was like nothing she had ever experienced before.
One hand stroked her breasts, pinching her nipples as her hips moved slowly underwater. She turned onto her side and rested her foot on the edge of the tub, leaving her pussy wide open to the pounding water ing it. Robin reached over to flick the switch up one more notch. The little spa went into overdrive.
The water was pounding itself into her open snatch and against her clit with force. Her hips pumped back and forth, faster as the water worked its magic.
Her eyes were half closed, and her lips parted. She was making little moaning sounds as her hips thrust against the water jet ing her pussy. Using one hand to balance in the water, she reached around behind herself and slowly inserted a finger into her ass. "Oh...mmm. Ah," she moaned and knew she would come soon if she did not stop now. But "what the hell, just another form of masturbation," she thought as her hips continued to buck and thrust against the jets spray.
The force of the water against her clit was delicious. Her body jerked with the orgasm that washed over her in wave after wave of pure pleasure until she was spent. It seemed to go on and on as her body made waves in the bathtub, splashing water over the side as the orgasm took control.
When it finally ended, Robin lay back in the warm water, breathing hard for a few more minutes. Her body was limp and relaxed, and her eyes were closed.
When she finally opened her eyes, she thought, "Now that proves sex isn't dirty," and laughed aloud. Robin knew it would not be the last time she used the little spa.
Copyright © darrell clark | Year Posted 2025
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Darrell Clark Poem
Lost in my dream
I love laying you on your back,
Your head on the pillow,
Legs spread,
Open and ready.
A kiss to your treasure,
So wet and warm,
While caressing your wet pussy lips
With the digits of my right hand.
With my left hand,
I hold your tit,
Rubbing your nipple
As I move down your neck with my mouth.
I start sucking on your tit,
Like a hungry baby
Desperate for milk;
I love hearing the moans leak from her lips.
As I move down for some more,
Licking and sucking your bellybutton,
Lapping the skin with my tongue,
Caressing your, anticipating shivers.
I move to the top of your pussy,
Where hair impedes my advancement;
I part them and dive, dive, dive-
Suddenly, a panic envelops you.
The panic is one of bliss,
Not knowing from where
Came this ultimate pleasure;
Not knowing is scary.
I start sucking on your pussy lips,
Licking the l walls,
Digging my tongue deep into your pussy,
As my nose nestled on your clit.
I blow warm air on your clit,
Sending shivers,
And I swallow it,
Regurgitate it.
I think I love pussy-
And you begin twisting,
Softly at first,
But when my advancements continue
Your body erupts in convulsions,
As your ass tightens,
Moans turn into screams,
Screams that melt the evening air.
With a final staccato groan,
You to have finished,
Then you lay with your hand over your head,
Trying to draw the blood up to your brain again.
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