Poetry For The Lustful

The Weekend

The past few days have been so unkind and rough for you, demands from family and work, taking it stride but still wearing down your body. I can't wait for the weekend to come so I can repay you for the week you've been through. As soon as you enter the apartment I embrace you as I lead you to the bedroom. Once you sit on the edge of our bed so worn out from these past few days. I sit next to you and massage your shoulders, the scent of your perfume still lingering, the aroma still so sweet as my palms move onward to massaging your neck. I feel the tension and the hear the sighs of relief as I continue down your back, my hands firmly massaging you as I slowly raise your shirt and unhook your bra. My hands cup your breasts as I softly massage them, you bite your lip softly as my lips are pressed against your neck. Skin so soft to be marked by my teeth as I softly bite down on your neck, your nipples hardening between my fingers. I instruct you to lay back as I rise to my feet, I lean forward and kiss you so sweetly, mimicking you I softly bite your bottom lip. You smile so lovingly as my hands caress your body and slide off your skirt. I place my tongue on your breasts, soft twists and turns around your nipples with my tongue before I finally take your beautiful mountains of flesh into my mouth. Your fingers tracing the lines in my back as I travel down with my tongue. I kiss down your stomach as you softly cradle my head, I place my hands upon your thighs, I softly massage them as I move my hands up and down them. Your soft skin feels so right in my grasp. Soon my hands are replaced by my tongue, every inch of your thighs being caressed by my tongue. I pull your panties down slowly as they come completely off I stare at your gorgeous fountain. Like waves crashing over me as my tongue greets your clit. Your juices flowing so freely like a river that I continue to drink from as it drowns me. I travel to the center of this intoxicating fountain, my tongue a willing explorer revels in this breathtaking experience as your hips buckle under my exploration into the center of you. You interlock your fingers in me as I finally reach my destination and your fountain becomes a tidal wave crash over me. Your juices dripping from my face as I relish the delicious banquet you've given me. I like the droplets of your cum from my lips as you stare deep into my eyes, matching each other's look of desire as I grasp your thighs, I massage your lips with the tip of my throbbing manhood. You moan so lowly, as I bite my lips, simply admiring the looks of ecstasy on your face. As I take my time teasing your awaiting body, I feel your legs lock around my hips forcing my dick deep inside you. We both pause, the sensation so overwhelming we can only revel in the brief moment before our urges take over. I find myself stroking you so passionately and deeply. Your walls nestling me so tightly as I grind my hips to force myself deeper inside you . The further I travel the harder you clutch the pillows you bite on, my strokes so intense you grasp my chest but I force your hand back upon the mattress. Being so deep inside you, so addictive the sensation like a needle to a vein, my dick swelled in pleasure as I continue my journey deeper inside you. Like chasing a high desperately wanting this feeling of bliss to continue I force your hands to the headboard as your back arches and I grab hold of your hips. I reenter your chamber of pleasure, admiring the sight of your body rocking back against me. I guide my hands up your back to your shoulders as my strokes continue. I feel your juices pouring from inside you run down my thighs as we both are enveloped in this moment of shear pleasure. Our moans drown any sounds from the home as my dick continues caressing your gspot. Your nails digging into the headboard as I feel your walls tighten around me and I feel my dick close to bursting. Our voices raise so loudly we fear for the neighbors hearing our passion as we both climax intensely, this moment can only be truly defined as passion