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As you slowly undress me,
my pulse rate quickens until it's hard for me to breathe.
First I feel your lips, then your soft caress.
next you're sucking strong, on a round taut breast.
as your journey continues south
i'm biting my tongue and trying not to shout.
By now i'm moist...
nope negative, not moist but wet.
I feel your tongue going up and down my thighs.
You look up at me and i tell you its time.
for you to take me there, even if you don't get yours
please let me get mine.
Without hesitation your tongue and my southern lips intertwine.
You wrap your tongue around that little bud I call my clit.
swift little licks and a series of well orchestrated sucks
i'm arching my pelvis and literally fucking your face
your tongue has entered my tunnel, and its sliding in and out of me
i'm basically on the brink, lost, totally engulfed by passion.
I explode, you stick your tongue deeper trying to get all my cum and suck it out of me.
As the last wave of my orgasm subsides, you great me with a passionate kiss.
I lick all my jism off your glistening face.
I roll you onto your back, and pinch your nipples.
Your smiling deeply because you know what comes next.
I repeat the trail of kisses down your body, as I approach your triangle,
I'm at the junction that makes you a woman, I relish being with you on more time.
Giving you one last look, my head is buried deep within your pussy.
You moan and I prceed to take you where you just recently took me.........
6 comments

Anonymous readerReport 

2009-03-05 06:09:54
are ya hot ?

Anonymous readerReport 

2009-01-24 09:58:30
In poetry nothing is right or wrong. It is an expression of someone.

This goes for al poems, not just this one.

Anonymous readerReport 

2008-10-25 04:09:05
damn that was HAWT

READERReport 

2004-12-22 19:20:55
Write a STORY using this poem. That would be better

READERReport 

2004-09-01 09:59:04
The feeling are there and the basic idea and I agree with Jack Sprat. When I first started reading it I thought it was a poem.

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