Feature Poet

Tornado 

I'm not sure if I can pin point exactly what inspired me to write poems. Seems like I've been writing since I could hold a number 2 pencil. I've always enjoyed the writing process, the way words tend to coexist, and the challenge of fitting them together like a giant puzzle. The conversational approach is a favorite, making it all flow and seem natural, like talking with a friend. One of my best compliments as a poet has been on a piece I wrote and someone commented that they didn't even realize the words rhymed on the first read through.

Most of all I want the reader to sit back and enjoy the distraction I'm offering and above all have a good time! 

Porch Session Written By Tornado

I
ease up behind you, not making a sound,

you grin discreetly without turning around

your freshly showered skin smells so sweetly

as I suck on your ear lobe while inhaling you deeply

cupping your breasts brings a sigh from your lips

as my fingers trail your curves down past your hips

with eager hands I spread your smooth cheeks

causing your pussy to spring a small leak

with a finger I spread your honey like butter

from one hungry hole up to the other

my hard dick knocking, impatient at your door

easing in slowly ready to explore

as I sink deeper, your sighs grow higher  

you squeal with delight at stretching you tighter

hearing your sexy moans makes me groan

it's a wonder my load hasn't already blown

knowing it's coming your legs spread wide

feeling me stroking you deep inside

I've grown so hard I fill you completely

as your inner walls caress me so sweetly

you ass so tight, puckered and wet

my finger slips in as far as it can get

our hearts beating away like they'll never cease

then with a deep groan you feel my release

your own hot wetness follows, drenching my cock

as your pussy grips me in a sensual head lock

melted together from our own heat

has us bound, locked so complete

my dick twitching, striking your clit,

is like pushing a button, throwing your switch

we both feel the heat start to rise higher

attacking our senses, stroking our desires

our bodies sway, hardly having to move

ecstasy takes over, we're in the groove

head-on your second wave crashes into us

soaking us completely in creamy hot lust

to your surprise you feel me stir deep within

your second wave has me hard again

wanting my next climax to be really pleasing

I ease him out as you turn to tease him

as you grab my hard shaft with both your hands

you know slow and tight is my new plan

stroking up and down you feel me growing higher

tighter and tighter, feeding my fire

you've got me hard as metal, I'm no longer wood

I'm losing control this feels so fucking good!

you magic hands have really done the trick

of boiling my juices, I’m white hot and thick

and now so you know, there's no more guessing,

one more thing before we end this session

stroke him faster to ignite the fuse

turn around now there's no time to lose

feel him pulse as the streams explode

shot after shot of my fiery white load

  

and may I say you’ve never looked so sweetly

your back porch covered with my honey completely