Oral

First, your hair,
Thick and curly,
Ruff yet soft,
Almost crisp to the touch,
And sharp to the sound.

I flirt with my fingers,
Run my pinky along the skin,
Place my hand at the bottom
Then slip it into my mouth.
The ups and downs, so smooth and soft,
My lips tight gliding along its length,
And my tongue swirling at its tip.

And suddenly, I understand,
I’m not scared anymore,
And I feel reconciled
With you body, your sex.

I’m surprised by how easy it is,
The warmth of it in my mouth,
Not hard but not soft, just sweet.
And that sweetness, how much I want it,
How I enjoy it.
I feel so close to you,
Breathless,
As you knock your head back,
Eyes closed, your body twisting, shivering,
Fighting to stay quite.

Again and again I give,
With more love and care than I have ever felt before,
Moving slowly then faster,
As best I can,
Sucking, licking, kissing,
Relishing the warmth,
The gentleness in this act.
Loving the power of giving pleasure.