My Time

You position me at the edge of the bed
After a moment’s thought, you pull up a chair.
With a smile and a nod of your head
You appreciate the removal of hair.
Closing my eyes, I empty my mind
Upon my face is a selfish grin
I want to let this be my time.
Just lay here and take the experience in.
Knees bent and thighs stretched wide,
You sitting, me on the bed‘s end.
Your hands on my legs, you let them slide
Bringing them to rest at the bend.
I feel gentle tracings down, over and up again.
At your teasing, I quiver and sigh.
A finger glides through the moist folds of skin,
Bringing a small twitch to my thigh.
Swirling sensations around my clit
The cunt juices run and flows
Finger back down the slippery slit
And into the love tunnel it goes.
Another digit joins the ride
Pushing deeper in unison
Pulling up,  rubbing the button inside.
Playing my clit with your thumb.
The pleasure builds and my hips respond
I tweak my nipples and moan, “yes!”
I go into another plane and beyond.
The erotic waves reach their crest.
My body convulses out of control
Shrieks of delight tumble out of my lips
More heated ripples your fingers cajole,
Keeping time with my arching and rocking hips.
Sitting back with a Cheshire grin on your face
I take a moment to catch my breath
Your tongue, then takes your finger’s place.
Are you going to pleasure me to death?
Already in a heightened state of bliss
It doesn’t take long before I am writhing again.
One last lick and you lean up and give my belly a kiss.
Sitting up with wobbly arms, I wipe the juice off your chin.
Another tremor makes me laugh
Thank you for this selfish time just for me
I think I will just lie here and relax
Revel in this luxurious ecstasy.