All about an Orgy

Lusty realism

It's great. It feels so real.
The first stanza tells of lovers
making love. The second tells
of lovers in the afterglow.
Mildly aroused, I know the truth
in what you tell of making love.

Halfway through the second stanza
the lazy loving rises to making lust.
Arousal heightens, brightens the colour
on my cheecks, heart banging at the sight
of you naked in front of the mirror
and what was mild is now raging hard
with lust for Belinda. Watching her watching
the fucking and the sucking while touching
her nipples and her cuntlips
till that cunt drips with invitation
and I dream of drinking from Belinda
flushing fountain while my hardness
drips too with need to enter
where I slake my lusty thirst.