LUST UNDER THE MOON

A knock on the door,
Footsteps approached,
Door flunged open,
And there she stood.
Her pretty face filled with smile and excitement.
I've been invited for dinner by an irresistable curvy creature.
Dark, average, brown eyes, rosy cheeks.
"She's got front and back" as DEON would always say.
Shes just like a portrait painted by the finest hands.

I walked in,
Casual pecks exchanged.
No words uttered,
Just smiles igniting flames in our dirty minds.
I sat on the couch with the TV remote in my hands.
As she walked away through a different direction.
I expected a table set for two,
As I perceived an appetising aroma coming from God knows where.

In a flash, she was again present in the sitting room.
Lights switched from bright to dim and colourful.
This time,
She looked hotter and sexier in her skimpy black dress,
Which revealed every inch of her curve.
Her busty chest now looking bigger like hot air balloon.
Her right leg resting on one part of the couch from where she stood,
Further revealing her bare and supple thigh.

I was stunned.
Lips firmly sealed, eyes touring her body searching for places;
Her cleavage could make a dead man cum.
A second look at her thigh got my staff of office misbehaving.
Gently she walked round the couch..
Then to my back whispering in my ear,
"should I serve dinner, my Prince?" ..
Giggling... like she's been tickled.
My staff turned from soft to hard.
I felt precum wetting my inner wear.

Then i rose from the couch with a deep stare of Passion into her lustful eyes.
Her countenance change;
as she took few steps back,
With the fear that I'd object to her advances.
"dinner can wait".. I spoke softly........
Eyes filled with lustful stare,
Minds poisoned with erotic thoughts,
I walked upto her, ripping her dress off her body like it meant nothing,
Planting warm and deep kisses on her tender neck and luscious lips,
as we searched for the entrance to the bedroom.

Carnal fire kept burning,
Sexual urge intensified,
Last minute decision landed us  in the dining room instead of the bedroom.
The moon was full and shined directly upon the dịnning table from the window near-by.
I laid her on the table flat on her back as she became my dinner.
I had to feed,
My fingers found one of her melons as my tongue worked on the other.
I felt the insatiate dance of her nipples in my mouth,
Craving for a subtle bite.

Thighs unfolded, revealing the sea of Galilee.
Unhurriedly, I bent low towards the sea to have a taste.
Gradually, she crested me against her thighs;
As my tongue dug deeper into her cave.
She licensed my roving hands as i searched for weak spots.
Her melons so soft yet her nipples as hard as diamonds.
Her labia wet and dripping,
My staff erect and fully charged.
Our bodies yearning for luxury.

Finally the room found us.. We didn't find it.
Bed, just by the window side,
with the moon still watching.
We laid on the bed,
Body clung chest to chest.
Quarantine or segregation,
bodies must entangle.
Lockdown on the outside,
Zip down on the inside.
Curfew on one side,
Hot Coffee on the other side.

I got her all ready for the long ride
And like moses struck the rock with his staff,
I struck her labia with mine.
We consummated our lust.
Inch by Inch, little by little, I drew her closer to Jerusalem,
As she mourned with words juicy as passionfruits.
I wrote lovely erotic poems into her flesh,
Left a few drops of satisfaction in her canal before withdrawing;
As candle wax rained upon her bossom like fountain water.

Simultaneously, we breathed heavily.
Exhausted and appeased we laid,
Each facing up with utmost satisfaction.
Minds going through what had just happened,
Wishing and hoping for a replay.
Wondering,
What other eyes saw this carnal taboo asides the moon...
The moon can keep watching.
Hey baby,
Its time for a second round.