IN MY DREAM I WAS CUPPING HER MOUND AND TOUCHING HER PUSSY

IN MY DREAM I WAS CUPPING HER MOUND AND TOUCHING HER PUSSY


I touched her, where her converging desire haunts
Her silken honeycomb that yields such sweetest rewards
A treasured playground that is a timeless flair…
A place of blissful pleasure a playmate is what I will be
With words, I calmed her spirit and lulled her to a state of soothing
She lowered her defenses and loosened up, making herself free to move
Setting the mood with a presentation that was tastefully lewd
Presenting herself to me as a present, beautifully bare naughtily nude
I move into her personal space, getting as close as she permits
I traced a line down her spine, all the way down to where her back splits
In between her dimples, at the top where her ass cheeks meet
Spreading open my hands grabbed a handful of her seat
I lay her down and move down her body, slow and all of a sudden
I put my lips to her belly and proceeded to move south of her belly button
I didn’t force myself on her I wasn’t forceful or pushy
I pushed certain buttons in her psyche, which led to me touching her pussy

I touched her pussy and she let out a soothing sigh
Before my lips hit her awaiting cave, I licked her inner thigh
The parts of her pelvis where her legs and treasure meet
The wetness of anticipation, her perspiration was sweet
I tasted the flesh of her hood and the flesh that lies beneath
I tasted her clitoris that lay behind her clitoral sheath
Pulling back the covers that left her open for lingual stimulation
She opened her legs wider without hesitation
While licking the outsides of her passion fruit being stained with a scent that would linger
I penetrated the walls of her vulva with my middle finger
The undulations of her hips let me know that she enjoyed the tongue play without a doubt
Both lingual and digital stimulation simultaneously inside and out
My tongue kissed her clitoris in such a way that she grabbed for anything that was there
My finger press was such that she was grabbing at things that weren’t even there
Clutching onto bedsheets and pillowcases, fingers on the crown of my head, and more
The expressions of her squirming said that I was rocking her to her world

I touched her pussy and did so with ease
Bringing her to the brink of orgasm, I stepped back as a tease
Taking single licks as her hips moved up to meet my tongue
Holding the back of my head as a virgin who had just been sprung
Having primed the area that is now quite wet
I moved back even further, giving sole jurisdiction to digital stimuli
Touching that patch of flesh known as the G-spot and stroking it genital but firm
I pressed it like a button making her squirm
Her legs and arms flailed like an octopus out of water
My fingers were in control of the pleasuring, her vagina like clay in the hands
I molded the experience the way I needed it to be
Simultaneously relaxing her and raising the anticipation I needed her to feel free
Pressing the insides of her cave walls, intensifying the feel
The likes of which reached her very core
Bringing her to the brink of orgasmic release and then
Only to stop and then start again

Touching her pussy now naked before me
Petting it as I would a kitten just to make it purr sweet
In a language that was easily understood
In response to my stroking, she replied “that feels so damn good”
Tantalizing her with my fingers, getting a feel of her womanly response
Her body was still, as she received me, in a private massage
Moving only her hips and emitting soft sensual moans
Pinching her left nipple with her left thumb and index finger; voicing in a sexy tone
While stroking that honeycomb between her hips
Watching her smile, eyes closed, and the licking of her lips
The petting of her honeycomb loosened the tensions right away
Melting away the stresses that was present earlier that day
She touched her bikini line, stroking my hand
The same hand that had her pussy at my command
And I continued to stimulating her zones
Which made her wiggle, squirm, and quiver to the bone