her pearl necklace

a pearl necklace draped lightly down her silken back
it fell between the youthful dancer's shoulders
given that night by her father for her beautiful dance
i sat behind her in the theater desperately wishing to touch her
burning with lust
i would someday
 
tonight a street light reflects that thin pearl chain  
sparkling against bare skin and toned muscles from  
her years of training and discipline  
 
a pearl glistens against droplets on her back  
swaying lightly with every movement of her body
hypnotizing my narrow gaze
 
my hands rest in the small of her back fingering her sweat
as her hips rise and knees spread in front of me
“Come in,” as soft bounces reflects from the headboard in front of
her faceless hourglass torso
 
her fingers guide me into her treasure  
and i feel heat envelop my hardened member  
still shining wet from her saliva
 
she presses back with her hips bouncing against me
a soft, gentle mass of energy runs up my spine  
jarring my head in pleasure
 
a mild puff of organic beer smell pierces my nostril  
i look down at my shining cock partly submerged inside her  
wet folds of hot skin
 
i am dizzy drunk as her hips once again move toward me
and she covers my waiting firmness  
holding me there  
 
my eyes see only the pearl necklace
encircling the soft neck of one possessing me  
and now being possessed
In and out, in and out  
 
bending forward i kiss a pearl and taste the salt
of her inner life  
 
then a deep jolt in my spine signals
my salty offering is coming, ever coming  
 
i softly moan my warning  
she arches her back to capture my creamy streams  
in the tiny links of her pearl chain
mixing with her sweat  
and running slowly down  
my dancer's hips sway left  
then right, then left approvingly