Anilingus in the Moonlight

The towering pines
shiver above us,

the shadows of their trembling needles
dancing on the silvery nakedness

of your exposed back, matching the rhythms
of your windblown hair

as you lie spread
on your bed of moss.

I part you, my eager tongue
seeking your portal, while my hands

knead your ass.
My tongue roves up and down your crack,

tasting every drop of your soul,
finding the entrance

to your carefully hidden self,
circling your rim,

feeling its contours as it
flickers in and out

of your passage, my hands
rising from your buttocks

to explore the delights of your naked back,
the wondrous curve of your spine,

as my ears
drink in your moans.

My hands clutch your ribs as I snake my tongue
more deeply into your precious depths.

Your pants grow faster, as my stiff cock
fucks the moss in time with your groans.

My fingers trace
the sides of your breasts,

then slip beneath you to cup them,
maul them as your cries come faster and faster.

I squeeze your tits
as your pleasure mounts uncontrollably.

My cock thrusts against the moss as you come,
your screams melding with the cries

of the night owl far above us.
We lie there then,

my throbbing cock pressed against the soft moss,
your tears of pleasure

mixing with the morning dew.
Soon I flatten my tongue and bob my head slowly

up and down the length of your crack,
my fingers playing with your soft hair,

then tracing their way down your naked back
as my tongue explores every contour of your ass,

then drops lower as you rise, finding your dipping cunt,
while my nose penetrates your still famished anus.

My lips close on your cunt's sweet lips,
sliding up and down their length, squeezing them.

My arms wrap around your thighs and
my hands find your wet clit,

caressing it, rubbing it
as my tongue thrusts in and out of your gash.

My lips kiss your cunt's lips as I slide even lower,
pouncing on your throbbing clit,

licking it, tugging it, devouring it
while my hands spread you open

and my nose is embedded in your cunt,
thrusting in and out of it

while my fingers slide up and down its lips,
and my tongue and lips

feverishly work your clit,
listening to your gasps and cries

like a forgotten forest symphony.
You scream out, and your body stiffens as you come,

your waters drenching my nose and hands,
and then we lie breathing deeply,

listening to the quiet sounds of the forest.
And then do it all over again.