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Le Nouvel Amant

New lover
Will I have to throw out all my illicit inhibitions under covers
New caresses, new hands touring my body
Virgin passion, lust, desires, for this French Creole hottie
Have waited in vain for the right dick to finally come along
A handsome man who seductively plays my body like his favorite song
 
A doctor always knows how to please a nurse
No script for me to rehearse
Kisses on the first date  
Sweetkittycat’s time does not wait
For the kiss of destiny, no debates
Does clothes come off at the door
Fucking me on the living room plush carpet or my kitchen marble tile floor
 
Been running marathons, writing, moving
I can finally put my feet up and taste the dipping of a man inside me grooving
Once inside my brownstone…this is it, no more uncertain doubts
Clothes slolwy shed, skin to skin, he’s looking at my Brazilian  waxed south
Lights on or lights out
 
Laying me gently down
Legs spread open, fingering my sacred crown
Leaning his head downward for the sweeten taste downtown
Gift of his body merging... tight discovery of the invasion
No defense  I’ve been patiently waiting
Soft Moans  
Manly groans  
Bodies in the heighten throne
 
Pleasure harkening throughout the night
Is this right
Vibes strong.. palm to palm, feelings overspilling ecstasy in flight
My creed is to tease
Do I play the whore, the nun, virgin as I please
My Chakras converging  
Flaming my dopamine, my adrenaline, surging
 
Cougar style
Hooking his thrust coveting his girth stride for stride
While he’s lassoed my heart, slipping inside for a slicken butter rum ride
 
New city, new love
Throwing my hands up in gratitude to the Heavens above
Clothes back on
Secret liaison  
In the moonlight of my bedroom, our bodies, dip, slip, slide and glide
Clenching hope in the darkness of rapture, bodies hogtied
New Lover
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 11th Feb 2019
Author's Note
We all become great explorers during our first few days in a new city, or a new love affair.

Mignon McLaughlin
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