Erotic Poetry

Poem: Jiggling Skin

A thousand hours wasted on the gym
and all you want to do is see me jiggle,
watch my flapping fat smashed together with bikini straps
so small and thin they bite into my back like wire.

All my tightness falters beneath your attention,
your touch, and focus on my breasts
like the round muscle in my ass neglected
until your hands find a hold and leverage me
to explosion.

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