On the Brink of Obsession

We danced on the edge tomorrow,
The strength of harmony driving us
Into becoming a new thing,
A couple.

Embracing, her arm
Pulls my face to hers,
Kissing me, right here, right now,
Perfect.

Cradling her face, searching dark eyes,
Learning the landscape of her mouth,
Wondering, guessing, hoping, fearing,
What next?

Arms tightening, drawing close,
Tongues dancing, darting, driving
The power of our kiss into
Our souls.

Finding the buttons down her back,
Shoulders shrug. The blouse is free.
Skin glowing with passion, nipples swell
In need.

Small hand on my belt,
Tentatively, now urgently
Peeling down my pants, revealing my
Ready hardness.

Bestowing that most intimate kiss,
Caressing, blowing, sucking, her lips
Wrap around me, leading to the brink
Of 0bsession.

Tightening my grip on her head,
I bring her face to meet mine,
Her taste changed, acquiring something
from me.

Nipples boring into my chest
Finding the snaps of her jeans
Rolling them down, ‘till at last she too,
Is naked.

Scooping her up to lay her down,
Kissing, nibbling across her breasts,
The navel, discovering her
Glistening prize.

Spreading the petals of her sex,
A pretty pussy. Locking my eyes
To hers, as I take my first
Tangy taste.

Carefully licking around the
Boundaries of swollen lips,
Drawing the hardening kernel
Out to play.

Fingers exposing the inner
Blossom, bringing it out,
Introducing it to
My tongue.

"Hmm, that's good." Together,
Each our own perspective.
Laughing, we draw closer to
Blissful union.

Her legs over my shoulders,
Surrounding my head, dragging
My face closer, making it
Her captive.

She bears down on my face,
Fucking my beard and moustache,
Forcing me to swallow as
She gushes.

Quicker, faster, she powers into
Her orgasm, grinding hard, pulling
Me ever tighter into her, until
She freezes.

Stillness, quietly basking in
The refreshed knowledge
That our love is indeed,
Very good.

Grinning, she invites me to share
Her pillow, kissing me deeply,
Careful of my now bruised,
Tender lips.

Gently, she rolls me to my back
Gaining access, straddling me,
She slowly slides down
My torso.

As I graze the entrance to
The steaming center of her sex,
She feeds my mouth her
Needy tongue.

Finally, she mounts
My turgid member, opening herself,
Welcoming my hard,
Thrusting intruder.

Slowly at first, then with soaring urgency,
She rocks, Seeking
The perfect position to find
Sweet ecstasy.

She accelerates the pace,
As she rushes to complete
Our dance on the brink
Of Obsession.