One Chance

“So you’re the poet?”
Was the first thing she said to me.
Before that, no eye contact,
When I spoke she would try to look busy.
But now she was intrigued,
By something that she read.
From some poetry I’d written
About my adventures in bed.

“I’ve been with men who brag, but
In my mind this question looms,
You’re pretty quiet, but
Your poetry speaks volumes!
Is it all true?
Or are you a poet and a thespian?
Because I’ve given up on men,
For years I’ve been a lesbian.”

“Well that’s not for me to say,
All women have their preference
I’ll let you be the judge
And I’ll accept your deference.”

She said, “I have a girlfriend,
And she’s pretty skilled at lovemaking,
I’m not going to stroke your ego!”

I said, “They’ll be no need for orgasm faking!”

She thought for a minute,
Then gave me a sensual glance,
“No man has ever pleased me,
But I’ll give you one chance.”

The next day she came to my condo
Wearing a trench coat and stilettos,
I offered her a drink
She said, “Do you have some Amaretto?
So I grabbed her a glass
Mixed her an Amaretto sour
Then I whispered in her ear,
“Your body I’m gonna devour!”
As she took a sip of her drink
I kissed the nape of her neck
Licked the drink off her lips,
“No part of your body will I neglect!”
I opened up her coat,
And kissed her to her navel,
Picked her up by her hips
And set her ass on my table.
I put an ice cube in my mouth
And proceeded to lick her clit
I stick two fingers deep inside her
With my other hand I massaged her tit.
She tries to resist
But I won’t let her go,
I use my special technique
To release all her flow.
I take her to the bed
And tell her to strip,
So she takes off her coat
And I take a second to stare at it.
Then she gets on all fours
And I enter her from behind,
I put one leg up
To get leverage on my grind.
I reach my left hand around her shoulder
And continue to massage her breast,
Turn her head so can suck her tongue
With my right hand I stimulate her clitoris.
Her pussy’s dripping wet
As I kiss, stroke, massage and grind,
Quadruple stimulation
This feeling is so sublime!
As I’m hitting’ it from the back
I’m whispering in her ear...

“I’m here!
In your soul!
Deeper than anyone can go.
I know,
Baby you can tell me.
Without even saying,
I’ve restored your faith in men,
Cause now I’ve got you praying.”

“Oh God!” she screamed out,
But I’m not finished yet,
I licked her juices off my finger
Then her clit I continued to pet.
I tell her that, “I love her spirit.
I love that you’re a strong woman!
I love the fact, that you know what you want!”
And again she commenced to cumming!
Then a tear descended her cheek
And her eyes rolled back into her head,
Then she laid down exhausted
In the wet spot on the bed.
She said, “How do you want it?
I need your cum in me!
I’ve never felt this way before!
I want to have your baby!”

I said, “I’m not that easy.
My cum you haven’t earned.
The next time you ever doubt me,
Count this as a lesson learned!”

She still calls me till this day, saying,
“I miss you! I wish for love and romance.
Other men have tried,
With the same ol’ tired song and dance!
Every since that day you ravaged me,
You’ve had me in a trance!
And I know I can make you happy,
If you just give me one more chance!”