Delight of the Night

She slides sinuous as a serpent into his bed
Takes his head and kisses him gently awake
Feels him respond sleepy yet but still
Reacting to the thrill
Of her closeness, the fecund perfume
Of her of her sacred yoni
Sweet in his nostrils

She spreads herself over his face
He moves slowly at first
Breathing deep of her femininity
Probing, his tongue finds her tender places
Softly moaning she gyrates
Blood pulsing, clitoris raises
Offering itself up to lingual assault
Delight of the night

Sudden as a pouncing tiger he’s upon her
Spinning her bedwards in a flash
Ohhh she cries feeling her loss
Of control as he pins her
Mercilessly to the sheets
Hard nipples stimulated on iron chest
His hand sliding between silken thighs
Fingers probing
Feeling her eager wetness

In playful vengeance licks her finger
Slipping down the cleft of his buttocks
With a deft flick she pushes deep inside him
He responds, feigning outrage
You dirty little bitch he laughs
well, don’t stop,
Finger fuck me
She laughs. Pervert!

Then wriggling her slender hips
The better to draw him into her
She surrenders
Her hand guiding him
marvelling at his girth
Lightly squeezing
Passion building
They climb the heights,

She screams in orgasmic delirium
Losing her mind as she's possessed
With spasms of soul shattering delight
He, carried to his crest surges
With cries of joy
Pours into her