Have been in a wonderful relationship for a long time now... we're just two people that happen to adore, respect, and enjoy each other. Every once in a while I write a poem and decide to post it here... My first attempt at erotic poetry was A Caress. This poem isn't as influenced by personal experiences and fetishes as much as some of my others, it's more "pure" or "generic". My Lesbian poem is only meant for a silly laugh. The subcategory of erotica that fascinates me most is prolonged orgasm denial. The sharp differences in attitude between the satiated and deprived man are striking, particularly after he is compelled with withhold his climax for a few days or more. The thought of a woman relishing and exploiting this is a very hot turn-on for me. I've attempted to expound on this phenomena in many of my works, but I still don't think I do the topic justice. Maybe it's just me, but I find the coy demure of antique erotica more alluring than many of today's Hefneresque bimbo-bunnies. I prefer self-assured poise and intelligence over vapid malleability; I also find the more natural (i.e., unbalded, unimplanted) look of yesteryear more stimulating, because the women appear more revered. I often like to caption such pictures, like the one in my profile. (It may be hard to read, but she's saying, "It's not REALLY orgasm denial, not until you REALLY want to cum." | 
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