I don’t usually do it on the first night
But here I am
Transfixed in this moment in time again
Behind my eyes again
Inside my mind again
Between her thighs again
And I’m tasting her
Like the pleasures all mine again
And for every breath I take
She takes four
And for every sound she makes
I want more
More than I can imagine
My face immersed inside her warm wet cavern of passion
Enjoying the flavour of her nature
Bathing my face in the juice that constitutes her essence
And as we dance
She holds me closer
And I can feel more of her presence
Wondering if she can hear what I am thinking about
Doing sexy things to her down south with my mouth
And if she can
I’m shameless
After all, she made the first advance
And judging by the way she’s kissing on my neck
This is more than just a dance
And that’s cool
‘Cause if like me she’s single again
And ready to mingle again
And meet new friends again
And if the vibe between us at the end of the night is right then
I’m more than ready to leave this club
And head to a more intimate location
Have sex or make love or just conversation
Let me see…
I’m young, I like to have fun
And do freaky things with my tongue til’ women cum
Here I am
Thinking myself into a situation that she may not even have a remote interest in
Not to mention I overheard so many women say it’s just a dance
But based on her actions and the energy she’s giving off, that’s not what she’s suggesting
Not in the way she’s holding and stroking me and still kissing and sucking on my neck
And with the same energy and passion she lustfully bites my ear and tells me I’m making her
wet
And inside my head I’m thinking how good can it get
And that with the same energy and passion
I’m gonna’ kiss and suck and lick
Everything and every drop until there’s nothing left
Or until she tells me to stop
But that’s only if she grants me the opportunity tonight to peel her out of this sexy dress and
to make her hot
Real hot
Hotter than we both feel right now on this crowded dance floor
But if not
Then it’s her loss
But if I don’t ask I won’t know
In fact I’m sure
Inside my doubting mind
That she is feeling equally as freaky
And what’s more
She was the one who first came seeking me
With these former advances of hers
It’s funny how even as a poet I sometimes can’t find the words
To say
But hey
Today for what its worth
I better find a way
To express to her these thoughts inside my head
If I don’t I may forfeit the chance of having her naked inside my bed
But in this intimate dance so much has already been said
So, what more is there really left to say
With a feeling between us strong
As the DJ plays on
Playing another one of our favourite songs
And all I want
Is her open
Open wide
As I press her closer
And slide my hand down her waist towards her behind
She holds me even tighter
As if to say she likes it and its fine
Our bodies intertwine and move in motion to the music
And everything feels so right
She moves her lips close to my ear again
And says I liked your performance earlier
Your words that you said on the mic
And I’m really enjoying the way we’re dancing
And the way you’re making me feel
And I want us to go home together
If that’s alright
She said, whatever happens I want you to know one thing
I don’t usually
Do it
On the first night.… See More
Tag: cunnilingus
Former Advances
Now to start with
Her former advances seemed harmless
At least that’s what I thought, until it started
I mean, innocent thoughts became tarnished
By, if I take my chances
Judging by how intimate this dance is
Chance is
I could enchant this
Brown skinned, sexy thing home to my advantage
That I could enhance this
From dance floor darkness
To a candlelit bliss
And that if I play my cards right
I can’t miss
I don’t usually do it on the first night
But all I can envision is her hips
Gyrating to the rhythm of my lips
And my tongue
As it licks the sweet bitterness
From her clitoris
As she comes
I don’t usually do it on the first night
But I swear I would savour the flavour of her warm wetness til’ daylight
And my bet is, a cross between passion fruit and honey is just what she tastes like
Funny, I don’t usually do it on the first night
But her former advances though ever so slight
Have inspired thoughts of her naked, splayed atop my face
As I lie with my arms wrapped around her thighs as I taste
And lick and lick and suck
And drink her fine juices down til’ the sun comes up
And for a while there we remain, tucked up
No questions asked, no need to explain
And I just slip down and suck from her luscious tasting sugar cane all over again
Her former advances go backwards and forwards spinning around inside my brain
While the DJ spins and another song plays
As we graciously exchange names
I’m thinking…
I hope my thinking is not in vain
Thinking I hope her thoughts…
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