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Click hereOthers came before you
just experiments really
You were my first true love
played around before
but never all the way
I’ll never forget that night
the soft orange glow
from a space heater
caressed our skin
highlighted your eyes
as you looked into mine
and I knew I would love you
forever
I still do, you know
though we are connected
only by fiber optics
world wide web
electronic mail
Sometimes you come to me
in my mind
Sometimes I come for you
by my hand
as you thrust into me
nothing between us
but your cock
and a soft orange glow
That's the sort of emotion I feel for my first true love. I enjoyed this because of its wit and elegance. Thank you for sharing. :)
of a long distance e-relationship. John Prine's "Donald and Lydia" came to mind.
I loved this. It is subtle, understated, properly poetic - then those last lines deliver an erotic shock. Beautiful.
Having seen other comments, I can only say that I am of the school of thought that says you need the cock to be in (sorry).
I don't understand the complaints about the last stanza. I can't imagine the poem without the last stanza just like it is. I also can't imagine love without lust, erotism without raunchy. There are other erogenous zones besides the mind.
I feel our first loves, crushes, infatuations, intense erotic experiences sear something into our memory, wire us up in ways that we never forget. The coils of a space heater thus make a good image in my mind for this.... not as cliched as the glow of a fire. The poem hit the right notes for me.