Four Ways

Four ways

She has her regular, live-in guy
Bicycle lean
His beak nose
Sweetly splits her
And tight lips pinch
Her clit's red bud
Pushing her legs against her breasts
He dives his neat prick
Into the moist
Balanced like a seesaw
Pounding until she yelps

I want her too
Large like a bear ape
I cover her lips to toes
Share sweet sweat
Pour into her mouth French kisses
Stretch that slick hollow
With my thickness
Squirm deep until the hot sperm
Thunders in

Sometimes she meets a friend
And girltalk turns to murmurs
She listens
As the other's breath changes
Soft dry lips brushing pink ears
The tip of the tongue tracing wet lines
From sole to scalp
Then with finger tips
Or soft tissue to tissue
Melting into sweet honey

Alone at midnight
Her swift fingers
Explore her impatient skin
Tweak the strawberry buttons
Making her womb clench deep
And droplets ache
From her hidden lips
With her fingers,
Instruments of glass and steel
Warm into the hollows
Like swarming bees
Teasing out
An explosion