Woman on Top

Close my eyes; the thighs outside my thighs
Pin me down. I am straddled
Tightly

I flex, and love the pressure
On my chest as she leans
Soft hair dangles, drapes my face,
And I inhale sweet perfume,
Deeply

Full and heavy breasts sway,
Giant buds of hot red flesh
Wrapped firm in warm soft skin
My hands cup both and fit
Perfectly

Further she leans, closer. Lowers
a nipple to my lips, as if to say
“Here, taste my woman’s body, source of life”
Or just “Suck my tit, it so turns me on”.
Regardless, I kiss, lick, suck
Hungrily

She moves her body
Forward, backward
Sliding her pussy up and down the shaft
Cock lies, hard, snugly fits her swollen lips
Always pausing when our love nubs meet,
To squeeze hard, massage, crush our hips together
All this, repeatedly

Until her satisfaction overpowers,
And carries her away in a mist of
Moans and gasps and shudders.
Ecstatically

Till she returns, I hold her
Lovingly