One Step at a Time

I.
To start, I'll sit you down upon the couch,
And talk to you to clear up any doubts
About the way that you feel we should act.
If I am going to go on seeing you,
We'll have to get that straight. Once that is done,
If you'll allow me to, I'll put my arm
Around you and persuade you to lean back
And rest your head upon it and relax.

We'll talk some more, I'll hold your hand a while,
My fingertips will softly touch your hair,
I'll brush it with my hand and smooth it out,
I'll touch the outside of your lovely ear,
And then your cheek, and if you turn your head,
I'll go as far as kissing your sweet lips.

II.
And if you find, as I would hope, that you
Like being kissed by me, I will again.
I'll hold you closer and the third kiss will
Be somewhat longer, and I hope that you
Will find yourself giving a little sigh,
And then a fourth, softer but longer still,
A fifth, and then the counting has to stop
Because the kissing now is much too good.

And then I'll raise the ante in our game
By brushing my tongue-tip along your lips
And wetting them, and then your eyes will look
Up into mine, your mind will weigh your heart
Against the caution that so often wins,
And then your lips will open for my tongue.

III.
My tongue will try to curl around your own
And count to thirty-two upon your teeth,
Explore the little cavern of your mouth,
And make you feel the room begin to fade.
I'll stop and let you rest, but I will not
Allow you to escape my circling arms,
At least until your open mouth meets mine
And we go through another round of tag.

And then perhaps we'll stop and catch our breath,
Such as we can, so tightly will we hold
On to each other before going on.
This time I'll lean you back and hold your waist
And knead your back while I go to your head
And see what I can do to thrill the rest.

IV.
I'll rest your head against my shoulder now,
And touch your neck with careful gentle strokes.
I'll look you in the eyes until I find
The answer to my silent inquiry.
And if the answer's yes I'll softly kiss
Your lips and graze the bottoms of your breasts.
My hand will rest upon your blouse below
One of them and then rise half-circling.

My hand will pass on up, up to your neck,
And then return, back sliding on your throat,
Until I reach the button on the top
And hold your blouse there while I kiss again.
I'll twist the cloth and open up a space
Enough to let one finger slip beneath.

V.
When once the first is gone, it won't take long
Until the others do, unless you want
To stop me now, but I don't think you will.
The combination of the safety, trust,
And relaxation you feel in my arms,
(Besides the physical desire my tongue
Has wakened in you) all will make you feel
That we can go on for at least a while.

And so I'll leave your blouse upon your arms
But open in the middle, leaving bare
Your midriff and the bra -- such lovely skin
To touch and kiss and fondle carefully.
I'll hold you and I'll kiss your lips again
And lift my hands to unhook your brassiere.

VI.
My fingertips will touch your naked back
And slowly come around, thumbs lifting up
The cups and letting air come underneath
Until I see how beautiful your breasts
Appear, your nipples now erect with need.
I'll swoop to kiss one tip before you can
React or guess what I might plan to do,
-- And when you do react, you hold me there.

My lips will meet with yours, and then one hand
Will cup a breast and softly twist and pull
Upon the aureole until you gasp
And I move on to tease the other one.
Then I will lift your blouse quite off of you
And drop the bra and leave your torso bare.

VII.
Then you with hesitation lift your hands
To slowly open up my shirt, and then
To slowly draw it back until it falls
Down from the shoulders, then your fingertips
Will touch the hair and muscles on my back
And cautiously you'll draw me close to you
And let my bare torso press to your skin,
And your nipples be grazed by my chest hair.

Some minutes more, and then I'll stand and reach
A hand down to you and I'll raise you up,
I'll hold your body close to mine again,
I'll kiss you ardently, you'll look at me
With some doubt in your eyes, and then you'll nod
And take my hand as we walk to my bed.

VIII.
Beside the bed I'll take you in my arms
And hold you tighter than I have before,
To drive away all lasting doubts you have
Before unfastening the skirt you wear
And dropping it in silence to the floor.
Then I'll remove my pants and lift you up
Into my arms and lay you on the bed
And join you, with another long deep kiss.

This time I'll simply hold you for a while,
To let your mind recover from a step
We've never taken, though we've wanted to.
And when it seems that you can travel on,
I'll touch my fingers down between your legs
Inside your panties, and I'll hear your gasp.

IX.
It won't be very long until you are
Responding fully to the gentle tweaks,
The swoops and spreads my fingers will give you
Upon that region full of strong delights.
And then I'll tug upon the waistband till
You lift and let me take your panties down.
And then my hand can work on, unconfined
And bring you almost to an orgasm.

Then I will pause just long enough to drop
My shorts off to one side and then return
To fondling you where you'll feel it most,
Then lie naked across you and I'll kiss
Your mouth and ease my body over yours,
Erection hanging down, between your legs.

X.
I'm sure that then one last array of doubts
Will enter in your mind before I can
Do likewise with another part of you.
I'll try my earnest best to drive them out,
Then slowly ease your legs apart and raise
Your knees enough to spread you open wide
So I can place the head of my manhood
Right by the entrance to your cave of love.

I'll stop right there until you tell me to
Continue on, and if you still aren't sure,
I'll sway the balance by a touch or two
Upon the skin that's stretched so tight and hot.
And when you whisper "Yes," the shaft will touch
And I will start to come down into you.

XI.
My rod will spread your lips of love apart
And slide down in until I find the patch
Of vagrant skin that serves to bar the way,
And then I'll draw back and re-enter you,
With steady pressure till I feel it break.
And when I do, I'll hear your gasp and know
That you have found your womanhood at last,
And that I can give you myself in full.

And that is what I'll do, by drawing back
And with another steady stroke go on
The full distance inside, opening you
As far as I can go, to spread you out
Within and give you all the pleasure that
My body can produce for you to have.

XII.
I'll bring you to a climax very fast,
But hold back on my own, so that I can
Begin again and slowly build you up.
I'll go deep into you and then hold still,
Until you shake in passion under me,
And scream for me to move, and so I will.
I'll slowly take my penis out of you
And slowly put it back, slow as I can.

And then perhaps I'll speed things up a bit,
Slowly increase the rate, with frequent stops
To let your passion build a bit and touch
Your breasts and also on your clitoris
Until you're clearly rising to a peak
And I can flood your valley when you do.