Orgasm

I am not a man.

My arousal is not a load,
    to be blown into a waiting partner,
    into a cloud of orgasm and bliss.
My arousal is a vessel.

I want to open wide,
    to take your cock inside me.
To feel it fill me:
    my mouth,
    my throat,
    my ass,
    my vag.
To experience your throbbing, your pulsating
    as one who surrounds it.
And to feel your cum flow down my throat,
    and fill my ass,
    and go into me.

I want to orgasm, too, yes.
But I want to receive it.
    To feel your orgasm flow into me,
    and join with you in it,
    a bit of your soul,
    your bliss overflowing into me,
    to make me full.