Act 1

The softness of my blouse tenderly caresses
The firmness of each protruding nipple
Sending wave after wave of wanton lust
To my wet and wanton valley far below.
I stand before you, clothed, yet so exposed
Knowing that you want and need
The pleasures you will take from me this day.

I am woman, you are man
I am softness, sensual and appealing to your eye
You are conqueror, igniter of my flame.
With raging harness
The lance with which you will spear me
Draws me on.

As your fingers move and one by one
Unfasten buttons holding side to side
The deed is done, and then you move again
Drawing open the garment
For the feasting of your eyes,
Exposing inch by inch
The milky whiteness from within
I sigh.
The rough and callous feel of your strong hands
So opposite the soft and tender flesh they reach to hold.

I am yours.
To do with what you will.
I am yours
No more my own
The trembling of need and want
Consume my very core.

Your lips meet mine
And we are blended then together in this way
You take me first
Tongue invading, sweeping, finding and ensnarling my own.
Your conquest just begun.
You pull me in, binding me with arms of steel
Against a body hard with the rigidness of lust
I feel your need
As it rises, growing harder, longer, firmer
Seeking ever seeking destiny and destination sure.

Your hands have worked
Removing every other covering I had
I am nude
Wrapped up in your arms
I am loved.

Your hands assault my breasts
Cupping, pinching, pulling out
Each nipple one by one.
The tingling, the pain
The pleasure that you give
Send jolt and jolt again
To the valley ‘tween my legs.
You tease and torment
Pinching harder, pulling further
As your mouth finds place by place
Additional areas to taste and bite.

You find my neck
And place your mark
That sends a streaming wave
Desire flows freely from my open door below.
You move again,
Mouth nuzzling ears and lobes,
Tongue flickering here and there,
Hands sliding cross my barren skin.

You take your time
Igniting pleasures others never know.
Fingers now arrive and find
Portal pleasures glistening and gaping
Fluid streams of fanned desire flowing freely
Desiring only you.

Your mouth finds pleasure now at breast and nipple hard
You suckle, teasing with both tongue and teeth alike.
I moan and writhe beneath your kind assault.
As fingers spread, explore my folds
Lightly teasing then plunging in for more
You play me like a fine violin
The sounds or harmony escape my lips in moans.
Assault me more!
I need to feel possessed,
Obsessed beyond control,
Your fingers glide across my wakened clit.
I gasp in exstaciatic bliss.
You own my very soul.

I am sex!
Raw and wanting
Craving even more.
I AM SEX.
Consume my every pore.
Immerse yourself within my fleshy folds
Dive deep into my ever rising heat.
I am sex.

You move.
I feel your tongue.
It swirls along the edge of lip and cusp
Fleeting, faint and flickering,
Teasing tender flesh
Then darting in
To find the hollow hole
Were moments past
Your fingers found a hold.
Faster, harder
You press into me there
My nectar flows
Spreading freely, coating tongue and lips and face
I moan the more. you bring the agony of pleasure
Thundering within me more and more.
How can I keep on going on?

And then you dare to touch
With lips and tongue
The swollen bud of lust
Exposed above the folds.
I scream.
The agony, the ecstasy are one.
From deep within
A place I barely know myself
Explodes, the so desired release
I fall.
A thousand miles of colors brightly strewn
I fly
Through mist and clouds
Rain and wind rush by.
I float
So peacefully down again
I love.
No other thing in life or death, or time or space
Compares.
And still the need.
Once more you move.
I watch in fascination
As the instrument of my demise
Comes drawing near.

The spear.
The pole, the lance,
The turgid phallic prince
Aligns itself to pierce
And plunge into my very soul.
I cry, I shout, I scream
I need to be filled full.

You enter in
With slow and steady strokes
You pace my need.
As strokes turn into thrusts,
You take my tiny breasts.
With calloused hand you punish once again
Their tender flesh.

You take me hard.
It’s what I need.
Again, again your manly flesh
Ploughs deep within me so.
The fires flare high.
I weep for joy as once again I know
You are my man
And every good and pleasing thing
You need
You find in me.
Your pleasure builds
The throbbing through your veins
Decries your pending storm.
Release.
I feel the cannon blast within
Again I soar
So far above the world and life itself.
Blast after blast
You spend your seed so deep within
I know.
The all consuming joy that you have found
Locked tightly in my loins
You, man are mine.
Your energy is spent
And all that now remains
Is love.