Rubbing

naked for your eyes, yearning can’t disguise,
flushed with desire, skin does perspire,
pulling me to you, kissing does ensue,
breasts crushed against chest, hands on buttocks pressed,
laying me on rug, clothing off you tug,
then your cock springs free, standing up for me,
wondering how you’ll fit, in my tight wet slit,
on you focusing, my thighs opening,
inviting you in, for fun to begin,
yet you close my legs, as I softly begs,
silenced with firm kiss, protests you dismiss,
want and desire, has me on fire,
still locking lips, straddling my hips,
in passion I drown, as your weight bears down,
hands caressing back, over muscles track,
at junction of thighs, your cock softly plies,
over pouting nub, cock does grind and rub,
my back arches up, hands taut buttocks cup,
hips rise on their own, into your mouth groan,
want so very clear, as release so near,
my eyes lock with yours, and everything soars,
as you bear hard down, with your rubbing crown,
panting scream unloads, orgasm explodes,
as each wave rolls through, hips buck against you,
you keep on grinding, my pleasure minding,
writhing beneath you, till finally through,
flushed and elated, for moment sated.

Every Last Drop

burying face in hardness of your chest,
wet folds, flushed and swollen with desire,
feeling tender touch that burns like fire,
as moist chasm, fingers delve and molest.

fondling your hard bulge, through the denim,
but then losing last vestige of control,
as over the clit, your thumb starts to roll,
and three thick fingers fill me to the brim.

sweet honey trickles down the inner thighs,
round those deep, thrusting fingers freely pours,
upon your nipple, my teeth gently gnaws,
fumbling fingers, unfastening your flies.

urgently pushing jeans down from your hips,
freeing the hard, throbbing proof of your lust,
needing to give pleasure, becomes a must,
fingers encircling cock and tightly grips.

your fingers slipping out, as slowly I kneel,
eyes fixed upon yours, lips trail over the head,
how turned on you are, so easily read,
as I run the tongue round top, with such zeal.

fingers still tightly gripping at the base,
sensually teasing, as I slowly lick,
then round rim of crown, tongue does flick,
before descending, at exquisite pace.

licking all the way downward, to the balls,
one hand cupping them, as other strokes cock,
and once again our lustful gazes lock,
as my exotic mouth, once more enthrals.

soft little kisses, as I take my time,
fondling heavy balls, lips over crown slid,
savouring and tasting seeping fluid,
which from that little slit, does slowly slime.

moving down again to play with your balls,
licking and kissing, then deeply sucking,
then even further back, head is ducking,
as tongue along the crack, sensually crawls.

teasing your anus, with flicking tongue’s tip,
till your body quivers with excitement,
tongue slipping back, fingers it’s replacement,
once again, my mouth does your cock worship.

lowering the head, swallowing you whole,
taking your shaft, to the back of the throat,
warm wetness of mouth, does every inch coat,
as playful fingers tease that tight, rear hole.

threading fingers entangled in my tresses,
grasping my head, holding me in place,
as your hips start bucking towards my face,
the hardness in my mouth, gags as it presses.

thrusting hips, bobbing head find their rhythm,
as I eagerly take, all that you can give,
till need to come becomes so compulsive,
and flesh stiffens, before releasing spasm.

your cum fills mouth and slides down the throat,
fervently swallowing every last drop,
until your thrusting hips, finally stop,
and on euphoric cloud, both of us float.

Whisper

whisper to me that favourite fantasy,
the one, which nightly haunts erotic dreams,
and always moves your flesh to ecstasy,
as you toss and turn beneath the moonbeams,

when you lose yourself within your daydream,
imagining yourself in soft embrace,
with person, whose lovemaking is supreme,
as fingertips strum at rapturous pace,

in privacy of imagination,
doing things, you don’t in reality,
without no fear of recrimination,
wallowing in such sensuality,

as you enjoy yourself in lewd fashion,
what fancy really inflames your passion?

Waiting

naked and kneeling, silently waiting,

knowing that everything’s ready for him,

the house and grounds, spotlessly clean and trim,

his dinner is cooked, ready for plating,

candlelight romantic mood creating,

even written an adoring poem,

showered and perfumed, and freshly waxed quim,

mere thought of him sets my core pulsating,

hearing that familiar throbbing roar,

and heavy scrunch of wheels on gravel drive,

as Jaguar pulls up to the front door,

causing my fluttering heartbeat to soar.

knowing that finally he does arrive,

waiting, with eyes downcast towards the floor.

Lapping

pressing her legs wide,
lips on inner thighs glide,
waft of excitement,
such heady enticement,
raising up her thighs,
so on my shoulders lies,
just inches away,
bending forward to play,
my lips press to hers,
tender pleasure confers,
nibbling fat outer lips,
spreading with fingertips,
sucking pink inner ones,
as her sleek nectar runs,
pushing tongue inside,
soft groans she cannot hide,
my head grabbing for,
as she implores for more,
tongue pressing deeply in,
juices running down chin,
lapping them all up,
searching for more to sup,
thighs holding me tighter,
as she bucks in rapture,
drinking juice that flows,
until her trembling slows.