How To Eat A Peach

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"... Do I dare to eat a peach?"
T.S. Eliot


"how should I eat a peach, my love?"

"it's not an easy thing to answer
so many possibilities
depending on the mood
the moment

I'll just tell you how
you should eat a peach
if you were going to eat mine
right now

at first you shouldn't bite it or taste it at all
you should simply caress the velvety skin with your lips
take in the sweet scent
the softness
you should let your tongue lick across the outer skin of it
for just a moment

next you should use your fingers

the peach should be so ripe and juicy and soft
that it should pull apart easily
you should be able to crack it open to the pit
making a crevice to lap at

the nectar should flow out of it
down your chin
and you should drink

you should spend a lot of time
pushing your face into the peach
licking at the tender flesh
up and down the opening
slowly
then fast
changing rhythm often
savoring the experience
the sticky sensations

its at that point that the urge to bite
into the peach
should be overwhelming

you should take a large juicy bite of it
with your eyes closed
to experience it more intensely

at that point it should be wide open in front of you
glistening with nectar

instinctually
your fingers should penetrate the tender flesh
of the peach
slowly going deeper
sliding inside it

your fingers should quicken their pace
as they work into a maddening rhythm
your tongue should be flicking over its flesh like a hummingbird's wings

and with nibbling toothy bites from your eager mouth
you should interrupt the rhythm every so often

your face pressed deep inside the peach
your nose nudging against its flesh
your chin rough and hard
your tongue lapping
your fingers pumping

it should break in two

watching you eat the peach
if you are eating it well
should make me
moan and scream and shake
and cum

your face
and your hands
and your soul
should be drenched
with nectar"

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