Tales of Choco-erotica


An Ode to A Chocoholic
By Dryad


For your birthday, oh friend of mine,
I’ll think of something sweet.
A beautiful woman covered in chocolate,
Just the kind you’d like to eat.

Smooth and silky, like her skin,
At your touch you’d find it’d melt
And puddled, knelting at your knees,
A creamy stroke you’ve never felt.

Rich and tasty, upon her back,
A creamy nougat center.
And when you’ve finished licking it up,
A warm, wet place to enter.

copyright Dryad ([email protected]) 2003