Wonder of the Storm

(Full Disclosure: this poem is for adults only and includes intimate activities)

I slowly walk into the room.

Pointing my toes as I step.

Feeling each muscle tighten and release.

Seductively gliding closer to you.

Rhythmically approaching.

Building suspense with each earthly connection.

I start to sway my hips,

Close my eyes,

And move my hands into the air as snakes.

Finding security in the darkness,

I hear the horns blowing,

And I can sense your desire rising.

I am in control,

Yet vulnerable.

I have you seated.

Patiently waiting.

Anxious.

Excited.

Hungry.

I start to lightly touch your arms.

Maintaining the beat.

I run my fingers through your hair and begin to pull,

Gently reminding you that I can do whatever I want,

And I want to please you,

Tease you,

And have you do the same to me.

I slip out of my dress,

Revealing my lace bra and panties.

My hair is a mess of curls,

My eyes are smoky and intense.

I climb on to your lap and wrap my arms around your neck.

I tilt my head back and roll my body.

You start to kiss my chest and sweetly rub my back.

You pick me up and put me up against the wall.

Aroused by your new dominance,

I nibble your ear and bite just slightly as you unsnap my bra.

You passionately toss me over to the bed,

And crawl onto me.

You gaze straight into my eyes as you approach.

I watch your chest oscillate and mouth open.

You kiss my belly,

Then take my underwear off with your teeth,

And tease me with your tongue.

I reach to touch you as well.

You are strong and sensual.

I need to have you.

I reach for a condom and slowly roll it on.

Once you are inside me,

Time stops.

I relax and rock my hips.

Each time longing you deeper inside me.

With a need to communicate the ecstasy.

I start to get louder.

I love you.

I feel it all over my body.

With the heartbeat in my juicy mango.

I become warm and pull your hips closer.

Everything is building.

Picking up the rhythm,

I give in and ride the wave,

To the pinnacle of desire,

While you are matching my rise.

Rounding the peak together,

My orgasm is heighten and punctuated with each delivery.

I gradually relax,

And fall into reality with great calmness and revelation.

I feel closer to you than ever before.

You catch your breath looking at me with such compassion,

And mumble a small whisper.

I could not hear and ask you to repeat.

But instead, you dive your head into my neck.

Keeping your tender, exposing message,

Safely hidden until you choose to reveal at a date that cannot come quick enough.


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