The Firsts.
.xp weirdme@miraclemiracle935004
18 days ago
#poetry
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I'm losing words to express this.
It will be the first of its kind, a long one.
My milk was mouthed twice, not swallowed.
That long, chocolate-shafted, pink-capped matter.
Moistened, softened, moisturized, worshipped.
Once, then, he couldn't have enough, so twice.
My first, my very first.
He should consider it a gift.
Or he shouldn't, I spoilt him? His choice.
He asked for it.
He wasn't satisfied.
My very first "fuck you" was in his wormhole.
A non-rosebud-pleated invagination.
Looked unknowingly enough to swallow me whole.
An overgrown baby,
Made him realize he's one.
Made him sit in different positions.
Palpations were inevitable.
He milked up and milked down,
An uncountable amount of times.
Twice, a river flowed.
Twice, a river wallowed down.
Adored my skin tone.
Inferred, I swam.
His body scent is calming and arousing.
My first and my only first.