Dear Readers, This is a late-night write inspired by the artwork of Vladimir Kush. It is an adult in nature, so please read or pass for your own pleasure.
My book cover lover
awaits my fingertips
in leather thigh highs
and matching gloves.
She grasps the covers
held by a million lovers
anxious to see what finger
I put in her first,
ready to extend her spine,
amuse me till I burst.
In whatever position I repose
she will smirk before she shows
what for a sitting will be all mine;
she likes it when I
bite her spine,
take it slow, line by line,
call her whore
explore her darkest chapters.
Discover deep within her holes
the softest nub of dotted skin;
I tickle till she lets me in.
Then, held open, exposed,
I lick the lines of lust within her folds.
And as a careful reader,
I draw her perfume close.
Sniff her pages,
stay on one for ages,
so long she begs to be turned;
a spanking well earned.
I smack her sides
until I find what I seek,
within my willing Contes Erotique.
© khartless 2022, All Rights Reserved
Yard Sale of Thoughts 
A bit naughty! 🔥
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Is it? It’s all about my love of reading.
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love the raciness of this 🙂 hey K: something weird just happened: I was about to comment on your wonderful response to my Easter post when it disappeared ???
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Ty, John. An Easter egg post, then. I didn’t delete it, but that sly bunny can be crafty. Hope all is well with you. 💜
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could you repost it, K ? I liked what it said; others might too 🙂
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I can try…let me see if it saved in my comments.
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An excellent bit of erotica, K.Hartless! It’s about reading, you say? Well, *taps nose* if you say so 🙂
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Thank you, Sunra. You know how love can mingle. 💜I don’t post these that frequently for fear of scaring off my readers, but I’m glad you enjoyed it and thank you ever so much for boldly posting me a comment. I appreciate it.
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I know what you mean. But I think people like reading erotica secretly, whether they admit it or not. And there’s always a place for it in poetry. It’s doing it tastefully that’s the challenge, isn’t it?
You’re welcome 😊
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Indeed. There’s so many hats out there, seems a shame to not to try them all on. But, I get it, though. My imagination enjoys various forms of daydreaming. To me, Art is undefinable, and very much subjective.💜🦋
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I love the way this poem tells two stories; a love of reading is very cleverly woven in with something more physical in existence. 🙂
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Thank you, Jaya. I had lots of time with book in hand today, and I know it’s one of my greatest lives because I still get butterflies when I turn certain pages. 📖💜
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