Overbrimming

sweat slicked and panting, from bliss we’ve been granting,
breasts pressing together, gazing lovingly at each other,
fondling my breasts, fingers pinching the crests,
mouth captures one nipple, while you caress other’s stipple,
alternating between them, as you probe below with your thumb,
exploring my hot, wet slit, till you find my stiffened clit,
your mouth continues sucking, your fingers have my hips bucking,
biting lips and closing eyes, surrendering to heat between thighs,
finger fucking my slit, whilst rubbing at my clit,
just as I feel body tensing, from loving you’re dispensing,
you stop and look up at me, and your impish smile I see,
raising your hand to my face, wet finger on my lips trace,
into my mouth sucking it, tasting the sweetness of my slit,
pulling your face towards mine, till once more our lips align,
kissing you with passionate need, before your kisses downward lead,
my aching flesh is on fire, my breasts heave with desire,
as you gently kiss down my belly, innards trembling like jelly,
legs parting for you, as those soft kisses strew,
your probing tongue’s tip, parts my pink, flushed lip
tongue darts in and out, fingering where clit does pout,
lifting legs and parting them, licking from pussy to bum,
gentle probing that rear hole, while fingertip does clit roll,
playing me like a maestro, as orgasmic urges grow,
your very sensual rimming, has my lusts overbrimming,
tongue flutters in my hole, as body loses control,
you continue loving me, as juices flow so free,
riding spasm after spasm, of multiple orgasm,
till I can’t take any more, for you to stop have to implore.

Wail

round and round aching nub, my tongue does trail
as you writhe and wriggle upon bedspread,
trembling thighs clamping around my head,
as swirling tongue continues to assail,
intoxicating, musky scent inhale,
whilst upon your delicious sweetness fed,
long fingers into my dark tresses thread,
coming hard, as you start to scream and wail,
not letting up, as ebbs and builds again,
between your screams, begging me not to stop,
coming again, as thighs start to quiver,
back arching, hard against my mouth hips strain,
tongue delving deep, to savour every drop,
as juices flow freely like a river.

Between The Thighs

between wide splayed thighs,
glint in those beautiful eyes,
gauging my reaction,
to every sensual action,
the warmth of your breathing,
long, slender fingers sheathing,
darting, fluttering tongue,
that gives such exquisite fun,
grinding, gnawing teeth,
on nub of flesh beneath,
kissing and sucking lips,
that makes me buck my hips,
slowly licking, front to back,
your attentions never slack,
until you have me screaming,
and honeyed juices streaming

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.

Masturbate for me

masturbate for me,
for I really want to see,
how you make yourself cum,
when fingers sensually strum,

your clothes slowly stripping,
your pussy’s hot and dripping,
closing eyes, so you can’t see my face,
as you discard last scrap of lace,

naked, laying down before me,
so your perfection I can see,
from your large soft breasts,
with their taut pink crests,

to swollen pussy lips,
glistening as arousal drips,
slowly opening your thighs,
just inches from my eyes,

musky scent, strong and arousing,
venting from pink chasm I’m browsing,
as you start to masturbate,
your fingers those pussy lips dilate,

eyes now open, fixed upon mine,
pink inner core, does so wetly shine,
moistening fingers in your crack,
over clit, fingertip does track,

circling slowly round and round,
as your moans start to resound,
steadily building up the pace,
faster and faster does fingertip trace,

occasionally dipping back into wet heat,
while other hand tugs at hardened teat,
till that moment, orgasmically grand,
snapping legs close, around your hand,

watching you convulse with pleasure,
gives me a memory to treasure,
and knowing that I can view,
makes it so much more intense for you,

as your climatic trembling reduces,
fingers coated with your juices,
lifting your fingers to my lips,
so that I can taste you, from your drips.

Festive bout

spending holidays, trying to seduce her,
till finally beneath, mistletoe stands,
to my suggestion, urgent kiss her answer,
then it’s tangling tongues and wandering hands,
exploring luscious curves as she does mine,
peeling her blouse off, tossing it aside,
sheer red festive net, breasts barely confine,
over newly bared skin, hot kisses glide,
tracing along edge of lace of each cup,
pulling cup down to expose pert target,
dark puckered halo, round hardened nub,
as I kiss down, she discards the garment,

around her pouting nub, tongue starts to curl,
keeping eye contact, sucking on left one,
eyes slowly close, tongue continues to swirl,
then cross to the right, so it can share in the fun,
enjoying p the sound of those sensual sighs,
my hand and kisses, skim down to her jeans,
biting lip, as I push them down her thighs,
matching red lace, pussy sexily screens,
hands glide over thighs, then the thin fabric,
slowly pull down briefs, to expose her folds,
wet heat from pussy, feels so fantastic,
as my fingers graze, flushed swollen thresholds.

before sliding in slickness for first time,
kissing lustily, silences her moans,
feeling her pussy quiver, as passions climb,
fingertip finds most erotic of zones,
my kisses move down past those hard nipples,
as fingers sensually slide, in and out,
kissing her mound, feeling sensual ripples,
knowing she wants mouth there, without a doubt,
extending tongue, as I take that first taste,
her honeyed sweetness, soon covers my face,
tongue thrusts deep inside, then along lips traced,
those deep groans and sighs, to tongue’s swirling pace,

two fingers pumping, as she begs for more,
harder and faster, both fingers and tongue,
moans fill room, as back arches off the floor,
as her excitement climbs, rung after rung,
own body clenches to her reactions,
her flesh quivering, juices freely flow,
loudly screams at orgasmic contractions,
her hips buck wildly beneath mistletoe,
as I lap up those juices, that gush out,
my face and fingers are thoroughly soaked,
before she comes down, from our festive bout,
her sweaty, flushed face, so lovingly stroked.

Inhibitions loosened

inhibitions loosened by the Cointreau,
sensually kissing beneath mistletoe,
your curious yearnings finally show,
exploring tongues slithering to and fro,
as much needed festive cheer I bestow,
for your year’s been filled with much loss and woe,
need to let me have you, does quickly grow,
last trace of prudish reserve, letting go,
allowing fingers to explore below,
your hot, moist passion around them does flow,
fingertip swirls upon nub with gusto,
senses overwhelmed by that inner glow,
fingers front and rear, orgasmic combo,
tender, loving kisses in afterglow.