When I'm Thinking

When I'm thinking thoughts erotic
The perfect pussy comes to mind
Hope these words of my description
Help you picture what I find

Will tell of what I see and feel
What they cause and their effect
That takes me from tumescence
Until I fully am erect

First thoughts are presentation
Whether natural or bare
Maybe styled and trimmed just right
With the least amount of hair

Not enough to hide the vulva
That's the first thing there to see
A landing strip to guide the way
Or fully bare is fine with me

The soft folds form a perfect slit
When her thighs are not apart
Her hip bones frame the picture
That gives my flaccid prick a start

As her legs are spreading wider
Her lower lips come into view
The outside and the inside
Exposing lubricating dew

The entrance is appearing
And above it is her clit
Not extended like a penis
But protruding just a bit

Without a doubt it is apparent
To be excited by my lips
And tasted by my probing tongue
As it explores between her hips

My heart is beating faster
Pumping blood into my wood
Which has come to full erection
As this picture says it should

Before I go much further
I'd like to show you from behind
The picture of the perfect pussy
That is cumming from my mind

On her knees, she's situated
Her head resting on the sheet
Her back is arched and ass poked out
What I'm seeing, I must eat

I slide down underneath her
And with my shoulders on her thighs
Raise my head to get a closer look
And I can't believe my eyes

Her vagina is now open
In expectation of my meat
I'll have a lick before my prick
And her hot wet chasm greet

She spreads her knees out wider
And I move her cheeks aside
My lips suck on her clitoris
To bring orgasmic tide

Her pulsing pussy is erupting
With a mound of Venus flow
She has been dining on my dick
It's also about to blow

Face is wet with pussy honey
That is tasting good to me
Her hand is tight around my cock
Keeping it from flowing free

You may be thinking, right now,
I have digressed more than a bit,
I have described the perfect pussy
And progressed to using it

In stanza two I mentioned
How it looks and makes me feel
Now it's time to dip my stick
 Now it's fucking time, for real

Her hand's preventing me from cumming
And my balls are turning blue
Her pussy is still spraying
As she's sliding South to screw

She still is squeezing tightly
On the bottom of my pole
As she slides my glans within her
To fill up her cumming hole

Does not release for several inches
Until I'm tight within her walls
Her hand's trapped between her pussy
And my semen laden balls

By the time that she releases
And  settles  down upon my bone
I have regained composure
She's still cumming all alone

Her perfect pussy squeezing
Where her hand had been before
The pressure now is building
To complete the final chore

I watch the perfect pussy
Perform it's magic on my prick
It disappears and reappears
Her slight of cunt is hot and slick

I bridge to give the maximum
As my whole cock is consumed
Won't be long before the semen,
That are waiting, will be doomed

They're loading in the starting gate
Some already jumped the gun
My bet's on number sixty-nine
The one who started all this fun

She screams as they're exploding
From my cock which is the gate
She feels my pecker pulsing
Her perfect pussy meets its fate

The track's becoming damper
Her orgasm cums again
My semen on the final turn
It's almost over, let it rain

The perfect pussy came to mind
As I wrote this rhyming tome
I've decided that it is the one
Where my hard cock feels at home