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Fire in the Moon (XXX poem)
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-= Fire in the Moon =-
In front of the fire on the old furry rug
You fingers surround and give it a tug
Loosen your belt and it falls slowly back
The bath robe parts, my jaw it goes slack
Framed in the glow of the flickering light
My eyes behold a wondrous sight
Soft terry cloth, it surrounds each breast
As you kneel astride, your hands on my chest
Slipping my hands inside of your robe
Surrounding and guiding each glorious globe
To lips that are waiting to suckle and tease
Nuzzle and nibble, gently to please
Fingers are roaming your soft inner thigh
Fire light flickers and dances your eyes
Suddenly, you sit up and backwards you slip
A knowing soft smile curls round your lip
My eyes they are wide, I am starting to stare
Your head it is sinking, closer down there
The hot breath I feel, is yours on my belly
My thighs they have turned to a quivering jelly
Your lips are pulling it, sucking it in
Pleasing and teasing that round piece of skin
My knob, it now has started to swell
Since you do it so good and exceedingly well
It won't now all fit, not all inside
As your lips ore the surface, slickly do glide
You sit right back to check what you've done
The look in your eyes says, its only begun
One cups my balls the other it's base
A lascivious smile has curled crossed your face
Hunkering up you guide the direction
Of a turgid hard cock you call an erection
Back tween you legs to the top of your thighs
To the furry down patch where your energy lies
Moving it left, and then to the right
You search for the place that you know is just right
It's pushing the hair and parting the lips
Over the clit, through your furrow it slips
The head it is stretching and pulling the skin
You give a low groan as the head it pops in
Your eyes they are glazed as they stare into space
Your breath it is coming, a slow even pace
You pause for a moment to savor the feel
Of the cock in your cunt, you know it is real
Impaled on the tip and sitting erect
A fire has begun where your thighs intersect
You take a deep breath and slowly you settle
There isn't one thing, about it that's subtle
It feels so good and it feels so right
The warmth that surrounds it is heavenly tight
"Don't move just lay still", you give your command
Your nipples respond to the warmth of my hand
Slowly at first a gentle small motion
Enough to spread round, your own natural lotion
I feel your hot honey that flows from your walls
Slickens my cock and covers my balls
First they are long and exceedingly slow
Your clit is afire and it's starting to show
Then firmer, more urgent, those short little thrusts
The pace it grows faster your legs they adjust
Your thighs are so wide, your thrusts are so deep
It's a hot heavy pace that you simply can't keep
"Now your turn to move", you gasp with a quiver
"Your cock's what I need, now make it deliver"
Withdrawing slowly to measure the distance
Juices are flowing, there is no resistance
Cheeks are spread wide, your head is hung low
Watching my cock as it disappears slow
"Hurry up I am hanging as if by a thread
I need the relief of your thrusting cock head"
My hands hold your ass, I'm ramming it home
"Yes...yes...yes", is your lips constant drone
Your head has snapped back, your mouth hanging open
Eyes they are closed, the thread it has broken
I feel it beginning deep down in my loin
A burning hot fire, that grabs my whole groin
My balls are pulled up, tight in their sack
My cock it is burning I can't hold it back
"Can you feel it?", it's coming that pulsating shot
Gasping you say, "You make me so hot!"
"It's coming!", I tell you, there is no control
A burning hot blast, shot right in your hole
Grabbing your ass for one final thrust
"Watch out for my ass hole", you caution my lust
Arching your back you take it real deep
Then collapse on my chest in a hot panting heap
My balls they are drained, my rigid cock spent
It grows ever softer and slips from your vent
You roll off and lay on your back by the fire
Savoring the heat of your well spent desire
Nipples like thimbles on two golden eggs
Moist hair it glistens down there tween your legs
You fuck superb, I mean really prime
Lets do it again, lets not waste any time
You rise to your feet, turning slowly away
"That was real good, maybe latter today"
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