Laying Beside You.

Laying still beside your warmth I dream,
My mind’s created loving scheme,
My vision of course is of you, always you,
Hair, face and soft, warm pale skin,
Pliant beneath my finger tips,
The rise and fall of your womanly form,
As I trace them to the summits,
Your body conforms and hardens,
And dew upon your petals forms,
As I have witnessed many times.
The delight of which I’ll never tire.

The quiet darkness of the room,
I dare break silence with a breath,
But wait to catch that needed sound,
Or hint of movement, brush of hand,
As oh so slowly, not to wake,
My fingers slip from breast to breast,
The hardness on both evident,
Across the plain of stomach now,
To wait before your heavens mound,
My patience tested to extreme,
Your downy pubic hair now reached.

But was that a movement I just felt?
Your legs are surely wider spread,
My probing finds another hardness,
Waiting there for me to greet,
Your moistening folds allow me in,
Encouraging me, so enticing,
With one press upon your sweet hard bud,
The gasp I wanted does spring forth,
Followed shortly by a moan,
As slowly I drive my fingers home,
This move makes your legs fly apart,

This time a gasped expletive bursts,
Your soft small hand falls onto mine,
Guiding my fingers deeper in,
Your wetness slurps your hunger clear,
As your sweet fingers follow me in,
“Oh God you whisper”, into my ear,
“I love to have your fingers there,
Inside me is their rightful place,
Just listen to my heart beat race”,
I rest my head upon your chest,
And suckle there upon your breast.

A louder and more urgent tone,
Springs forth from your sweet coloured lips,
Our fingers joined in intercourse,
Sexual sounds deep in the mix,
Arousing us to frantic heights,
As my wet fingers slip and slide,
Within the channel your clit is found,
And as I gently fondle there,
You shout into the warm night air,
“Oh Fuck, oh fuck oh yes, right there!”
Your fingers pumping deeply in.

Your orgasm explodes upon us both,
The wetness of your come seeps forth,
Across your pumping finger fucks,
And down between your lovely arse.
From whence it came you didn’t see,
The Vibrating hardness enters you,
Your eager fingers grasp the toy,
And moaning bury it with speed,
Between your frantic writhing hips,
Your other fingers start to roam,
And replace mine upon your mound.

My erection rests upon your thigh,
The pulsing hardness that you like,
The muffled vibrations rhythmic pulse,
Grow loud then quiet with every thrust,
As in the moonlight I expose,
Your tormenting hands hard at their task,
Your beauty seems to know no bounds,
Your breasts, your thighs and countenance,
As legs spread wide you please us both,
Your breathing loud and ragged now,
Another wave comes crashing in.

To heighten things a little more,
I get the small vibe from my draw,
Switching it on I swap around,
Your fate approaches faster now,
I slip the vibe into your arse,
And before you draw breath to gasp,
I fill your mouth with stiffened flesh,
My pulsing come filled erection,
Now aching for his own release,
As all your orifices are now filled,
For sexual purposes unfulfilled.

With mouth full of my thick manhood,
You quickly reach another peak,
Drawing me within your throat,
Your sucking, squeezing draws me close,
I watch your fingers tease and thrust,
Your moaning writhing form beneath,
The sounds of manmade sex machines,
Aiding you to our release,
It isn’t long before I come,
Exploding forth with such volume,
It spills from your mouth, down your chin.

You scream “Oh God, Oh God that’s good!”
As all my come has been consumed,
Your tongue flicks out so it can seize,
The remnants not to waste a thing.
My cock still dangles by your face,
I watch your fingers still at play,
Although you came when I just did,
Your fucking hand has not finished,
Your hips are twisting with each trust,
Your clit enjoying your light touch,
Your double fucking “God it’s hot.”

Your moaning and your cries so loud,
This orgasm is the pinnacle,
I grasp hold of your ankles fast,
Pulling your legs wider apart,
The eight inch toy all but engulfed,
With each deep trust that you perform,
The anal vibe is all but gone,
But does its trick to bring you on,
I can see you’re nearly there,
As my cock does expand again,
A movement not unseen by you.

Your moist red lips open again,
And suck me in your playful mouth,
For tongue to tease and fondle there,
A place where I am happiest,
But of course you’re wanting more,
Removing him you then implore,
“I want to feel him deep within,
So fuck me with that cock of yours,
As if it was our wedding night,
And treat me like I was a whore!”
I couldn’t wish for a thing more.

Slipping around and standing up,
I grabbed your soaking hand and pulled,
Then kissing passionately, spun you round,
You knew what I wanted and bent forward,
To present your gorgeous arse to me,
The vibrators still deeply within,
I removed the eight inches of black sin,
Grasping hold of your beautiful form,
My cock throbbing like before,
Hard and rampant, wanting more,
I pushed straight forward in one move.

My silky glans part your dripping flesh,
And I’m tightly enfolded in your heat,
“Oh God”, you moan “I love him there!”
“Hold still, don’t move, I need to feel him throb!”
I do but your fingers return to your lips,
To play once again and entice your clit,
Your thrusting backwards seals the deal,
Your breasts squeezed beneath my hands,
I have no option but to give my gift,
My pulsing shaft explodes again,
To fill you with my hot sweet come.