thrusts (an erotic poem)

*material contains mature (sexual) content*

swollen, wet ridges
clench down, tighten around your cock
thrusts obliterate me, yet I remain determined
not an inch of you will escape
until I’m satisfied
only then I will relinquish
your precious, pulsing member

Christina Schmidt, MA
armedwithcoffee.com

[I’ve been tinkering with a few pieces over my break and decided to drop a few before coming back to my regular AWC schedule. Feedback, thoughts, and impressions are, as always, welcome. Happy 2021!]