Dangerous Compulsion

as my fingers grasp the waistband, you close your eyes,
lifting bottom, to allow me to slowly peel,
that last scrap of sodden lace, down trembling thighs,
till your moist womanhood, no longer does conceal,
your lips are tender but your mouth is demanding,
as it meets mine and tongues wrestle with abandon,
surrendering to lusts, which are so commanding,
for us, passion is a dangerous compulsion,
licking to the sensitive, soft hollow of your throat,
moaning , as I gently suck upon your flesh there,
sighing, as my kisses upon you again float,
brushing soft flesh, alabaster in moonlight’s glare.

shoulders and upper chest, I explore at leisure,
before kissing upon slope of your heaving breast,
whimpering softly from the sensual pleasure,
as my lips draw circles around each hardened crest,
squirming, when I nibble one and pinch the other,
arching your back to offer yourself to my lips,
sucking deeply upon you, more moans you smother,
gnawing gently on those sensitive, aching tips,
taking my time, before moving to your stomach,
lifting and resting your legs upon my shoulders,
hips gyrating, as my hands cup upon buttock,
kissing so near where your liquid passion smoulders.

lips tracing on you with deliberate slowness,
brushing so softly upon your glistening lips,
teeth grazing and mouth sucking with such tenderness,
savouring your sweet nectar, from those seeping drips,
for moist flow of your passion, has become a flood,
into which my tongue delves deep, lapping and licking,
my thumb rubbing upon swelling, sensitive bud,
to my tempo, your hips rhythmically bucking,
feeling the tremors of your orgasm building,
so don’t cease my attentions, as tongue presses deep,
thumb rubs even faster, you start loudly pleading,
till through trembling flesh, that orgasm does sweep.

the smile of contentment, that graces your flushed face,
as you still quiver from those little aftershocks,
upon your forehead, my kisses tenderly trace,
and my fingers comb through now damp auburn locks,
till eventually your eyelids flutter open,
and your arm encircles my neck, pulling me close,
kissing lovingly, until our passions strengthen,
my burning moistness does your probing fingers enclose,
rhythm of our lovemaking, does steadily build,
hips rising upwards to your mouth, as your finger thrusts,
in pleasing each other, we’ve becoming so skilled,
and are now such experts in satisfying those lusts.

Attracted

attracted from that very first moment,
bewitched by those glistening hazel eyes,
captivated by every movement,
deliberately titillating me,
edging your dress up, higher and higher,
flashing the shaven junction of your thighs,
glistening lips, stating feelings mutual,
heaving luscious breasts, as breathing deepens,
innuendo in everything you say,
jiggle of your breasts, and sway of your hips,
keeps many yearning eyes, focused on you,
liquid heat filling loins, as fingers touch,
mouth at my ear, whispering sensually,
nipples hardening to prominent peaks,
opening lips, as we finally kiss,
parrying tongues, duelling for dominance,
questions answered, in the depths of your eyes.
racing up, to privacy of my suite,
snogging and fondling, stumbling through door,
teasingly stripping, slow and seductive,
unbuttoning and discarding silk blouse,
vaginal juices, so freely flowing,
wriggling out of tight jeans and damp thong,
x-rated thoughts, of what we’ll be doing,
yearning to see you, similarly naked,
zip slithers down, dress puddles at your feet.

 

Toe

 

her whispered commands, only I can hear,
hitching my dress up, as high as I dare,
plump creamy thighs above stocking tops, bare,
sexy lace and mesh thong, which is so sheer,
disappointing her, only thing I fear,
that others in café might see, really don’t care,
shifting uncomfortably in my chair,
caressing big toe draws ever near,
damp crotch of the thong, it brushes aside,
tormenting the throbbing bud of my aching clit,
then moves down to probe my moistened slit,
each slight touch, taking me closer to brink,
till lusty swell becomes an onrushing tide,
left gasping, with face a bright shade of pink.

Quickie

tumbling through door,
lips locked in impassioned kiss,
hands at clothing paw,

button by button,
the slithering of some zips,
out of clothing strips,

sucking teat in mouth,
sliding hands around your hips,
touching swollen lips,

sliding to and fro,
curling fingers buried deep,
bliss thumb does bestow,

upon nub does ply
rubbing upon pressing thigh,
slick with my essence.

pulling against teeth,
as they tug upon nipple,
harsher and harsher,

fingers plunging in,
grinding against thrusting knee,
release does begin.

my name on your lips,
as your nectar gushes on,
hand between your hips,

collapsing on you,
quivering from each spasm,
as they rumble through,

much needed quickie,
dressing with grins on faces,
and fingers sticky.

 

Bliss

she pulls me close, kisses gently,
soft breasts flatten, as bodies press,
says she loves me, stares intently,
whispering back, I too confess,

she kisses hard, and lust smoulders,
red lips open, squirming tongues meet,
slipping the straps, off my shoulders,
dress drops to floor, puddles round feet,

her dress slides off, moist eye observes,
just black lace briefs, beneath her gown,
kiss neck and ears, hands explore curves,
leads me to bed, pushes me down,

kneels between thighs, and leans forward,
warm skin presses, kisses my neck,
soft moan issues, lips trail downward,
my large plump breasts, finds in her trek.

sucks and nibbles, aching nipples,
groaning louder, to her biting,
pinches other, pleasure triples,
way she loves breasts, so exciting,

yearning for more, which she senses,
kisses belly, tongues the navel,
down to my thighs, body tenses,
pulls off wet thong, nose does nuzzle.

her lips touch mine, melts from passion,
fingers spread lips, as tongue explores,
she makes love in, sapphic fashion,
grasping her head, as my need soars,

delving deeply, in hot moist trough,
my hips bucking, as she finds clit,
taken to edge, then backing off,
going crazy, delving digit,

time after time, drives me insane,
starting again, taking so near,
letting things ebb, then rise again,
finally thumb, tight rear does spear,

body stiffens, then relaxes,
wave upon wave, spreads from the core,
quivering flesh, from climaxes,
fingers still pump, to bring me more,

with back arching and toes curling,
that final burst, that leaves me weak,
eyes rolling back, nearly fainting,
upon the sheets, hot juices leak,

rising up, she finds my lips,
tasting myself, within deep kiss,
rolling over, grasping her hips,
as mouth descends, to bring her bliss.

 

Such Joy

exploring flesh, desired so much
caressing, kissing heaving breasts,
nipples hardening to the touch,
sucking hard upon, pouting crests,

move from one breast, to the other,
nibble and tug, as fingers roam,
teeth gnaws nipple, groan does smother,
as her fingers, my tresses comb,

soft underflesh, sucked till bruises,
she writhes beneath, and grasps my head,
over stomach, soft kiss cruises,
as I go down, her thighs widespread,

from moans and sighs, knows what pleases,
as my lips float, over her flesh,
down her firm thighs, panties eases,
in removing, the sodden mesh,

between thighs, inhaling her scent,
for first time, examining folds,
swollen and moist, hair is absent,
such lusciousness, rarely beholds,

parting her lips, lowering tongue,
tasting juices, sweet and piquant,
licking from clit, which from hood sprung,
down to the rear, slightly pungent,

holding my head, as hips gyrate,
teasing her clit, with tongue and teeth,
fingers curling, g-spot locate,
such tender love, she squirms beneath,

breathing labored, fast approaching,
tongue’s fast swirling, fingers rubbing,
between the cheeks, thumb encroaching,
upon her nub, my teeth grinding,

shiver and quake, yelling my name,
knows she’s coming, as juices gush,
with arching neck, finally came,
pallid skin did ruddily flush,

as tongue licks round, seeking moisture,
finding each drop, lapping them up,
as she quivers, from her pleasure,
her hands on breasts, so sorely cup,

slithering up, gently kiss face,
on her red lips, and then her nose,
upon eyelids, on forehead trace,
as she comes down, from joyous throes,

holding her close, being soothing,
brushing away, stray sweaty hairs,
while whispering, a sweet nothing,
such joy in eye, that someone cares,