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IT STARTED FROM BEHIND

He embraces me from behind,
My bum feels his hips' bump and grind.
He paws a breast, I moan, "Do you mind?"
But I'm now stirred, to him resigned.
 
He kisses softly at my nape
And moves a hand round my breast shape.
"Your breaths" he says, "would make good tape.
A turn-on to my inner ape."
 
Another hand runs through my hair,
Its fingertips rub my scalp there,
Makes an impromptu ponytail,
Then lets it down like a dark veil.
 
His lips on coffee coloured skin
Stir my sensations deep within.
My head is in a reeling spin,
I turn and plead to him, "You win."
 
He pulls the shoulders of my dress
Downwards, reveals top nakedness.
His hands each form a loving cup
On breasts he tenderly picks up.
 
He reaches to kiss my full lips
While massaging my darkened tips,
Takes the responding of my mouth
Before he breaks to move down south.
 
He sucks my nipples greedily,
Like eager-to-be-fed baby.
The circlings of his tongue move me
To embrace his head cradlingly.
 
Down my legs he draws my panties,
Kisses my low lips, upping antes.
His tongue draws forth my honey flow.
Of inhibition I've let go.

I stand, his head, hands go on down,
Finishing pulling off my gown
Until it is pooled at my feet.
I step from shoes to bare complete.

He moves me backwards on the bed,
Grabs at my thighs, gets legs parted.
He carries on licking my lips
As his shoulders hold back my hips.
 
I can't resist him anymore,
I call for him to stuff my core
With every inch of his tool.
I'm dripping hot, I need to cool.
 
Obligingly he enters me,
In and out he thrusts so boldly.
I hold my legs, shin around shin
To keep him thrusting on within.
 
The feeling downstairs is divine
While his head's lips are tasting mine.
I hold his torso on my top,
Not yet wanting it all to stop.
 
In ecstasy things have deepened
But, "all good things come to an end".
My contracting core brings about
Ejaculation from his spout.
 
I've held him tight, now let him go
While I go into overflow,
Both in the liquid from my hips
And ecstatic words from my lips.
 
We just rest upon each other,
While deeply our breaths recover,
I let him stay enough inside
Till his erection doth subside.
 
 
 
 
 
Written by Solomon_Song
Published | Edited 3rd Aug 2018
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