The Art of Seduction - the recital

soft touches,long glances
as he massages my feet
i melt in his hands
from the friction and heat
i am liquid gold flowing
glowing, from his midas touch
his stare undresses me
and instantly i began to blush

he said "your smile inspires me"
and i felt like i could fly
thats when i noticed the amber specks
that light his pretty brown eyes
he could see right thru me
to the fiery desire coursing in my veins
as his fingers kneaded my passion
his smile fanned my flames

he gently massaged using
just the right amount of pressure
mmm! moments like these
are my guilty pleasure
every muscle in my body
was completely relaxed
his smile had toppled my walls
and all apprehensions collapsed

he had my undivided attention
and the intrigue only grew
when he said "i wrote you something
something special, just for you"
he pauses, and licks his lips
right before he speaks
he stares deep into my eyes
and i began to leak

its as if i feel his tongue
gliding all over my body
his words kiss my earlobes and
whispers to my soul intimately
he spoke of sheer passion
and of love's undying affection
which made me envision
the driving force behind his erection

every syllable he spoke
i felt as a lick
his words, a wet tongue
lapping at my clit
but i swear all he did
was rub my feet
and recite his poetry
so seductive and sweet

even the quiet of his pauses
bends my thoughts into submission
and im all his for the taking
in every imaginabe position
in awe of his words potency
i felt bare, naked, exposed
i trembled, as he recited
the most soul stirring prose

words so GRIPPING
i feel his hands caressing my body
so PENETRATING
i feel him moving inside of me
so DRENCHING
i feel his warm sweat dripping on me
so INTENSE
his words were literally fucking me
so SENSUAL
fantasy and reality collide and i climax uncontrollably