Feelings

A warming sun against my skin
My long blond hair tickles my back
A light fresh breeze blows over me
The soft green grass below my feet

As naked through a wood I walk
These feelings exite senses keen
Skin reacts to the slightest touch
I smell the summer in the trees

My senses strive to fill my mind
Though appetite’s not satisfied
I need much more, to be fulfilled
So extra feelings I do crave

Beneath a tree I stop to rest
Upon the mossy gound I lie
My hands wander across my skin
To places highly sensory

I feel my breasts, topped by pink buds
Which harden from a gentle touch
Until they stick out like beacons
As fingers twist the feelings grow

Legs fall apart showing that place
Where sensations fulfillment give
My fingers trace my soft cunt lips
Now moist from reactions to this

As eyes close I seek out that bud
The centre of my loving place
The hood drawn back and so reveals
My clitorus to be employed

Dreams, visions of the sexual act
My thaughts, desires now fill my mind
As that small button’s energised
Finger’s enter my pleasure cave