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Mar 21, 2001
Los Angeles

I touched her, tracing aimless trails on her naked skin
Feeling her elbows, shoulders, hands and fingertips … wondering how’s she’s been -
Since the last time I’ve seen her in this temporal resilience
Somehow, she has a glow about her … a different kind of brilliance
She’s excited, and enticing … her smile is bright and her face glowed
She’s beaconing me to come closer by the fact that she’s disrobed
Her come hither ways excite me to erection and strong desire
As she slowly wiggles and slithers on the bed in her naked attire
I traced my fingers down her spine down to the crack of her ***
I fondled the lobes of her behind which were taut and world class
She turned and handled my virility, rubbing in firm smooth strokes
With actions that were apparent … no need to coax
As anxious as I was to engage in a personal display
She was just as anticipatory, and anxious in the same way
There was no mask, no façade or false pretense
This opened the door for me to know her in the biblical sense

With one hand she touch my skin and started tracing trails with her fingertips
With the other she rubbed her chin and neckline, then traced circles around her lips
She gives me this glace that is wicked … and naughty
While she traces aimless trails all over my body
After handling the sugar cane in only a way that she could
She petrified my member and made harder my wood
I was primed, as was she to merge out bodies and souls
I was ready to rock rattle, yaw, pitch and roll
Her lady fingers touch me in places that that got a rise out of me
I touched her in spaces that made her temperature rise a few degrees C
We were both heating up, doing more than just breaking the ice
The way I touched her and she touched me … it was very, very nice
The touching, the feeling, the fondling, the caressing
Was exhilarating, inviting, revealing and refreshing
This was but a foretaste of the upcoming events
For I was getting to know her in the biblical sense

The touching and teasing is raising the sensual bar
With passion that is hotter than a new born star
I touch her skin, the feel that’s smoother than the taste of the finest wine
I put my finger in her mouth … she puts her finger in mine
I can feel her tongue brushing against the tips of my finger
I feel her finger on my tongue … and around her digit my tongue lingers
I pull past the gentle bite that she has clamped down on my skin
Pulling my finger far enough to slide it down to her chin
And continue the tactile foreplay, moving down to her chest
In between her sternum … that special place in between her breast
And take a firm yet gentle grasp that makes the ecstasy triple
Taking pinches of the Hershey kisses that are her nipples
Passions heat up like temperatures rising to record highs under the dessert sun
I was kissing the back of her hand, and her fingers … sucking every one
The sucking of her middle finger and what it represents
She opened up for me to know her in the biblical sense

She played with my candy cane and played with it well
She handled my man handle until it was hard as hell
She manipulated my private parts and made them her own
She got a rise out of me … and she put me in the zone
She took my center limb and put it to her lips … unsolicited
Her actions and her lingual activity were welcome, and highly elicited
She visited a place that welcomed her with unguarded unrestraint
The way she made love to my lower extremity was comfortable, cozy, and quaint
She rose from her lowered posture, to lay herself on the bed
Pulling me towards her, after having just finish giving me head
She spread her legs open like the expanse of the sky
And granted me access to her person, that was far from shy
Extending my want that’s set itself poised like hard putty
With intent and decisiveness I put my cane to her cutty
Pushing past the closure of her pubic defense
I’m in her … knowing her in the biblical sense

I penetrated her pubic fortress, and it was one of the best feelings in life
I knew this lovely lady like Adam knew his wife
Open wide and electrified was this beauty bound for bliss
I entered intercourse with center-force, sealing the consummation with a kiss
This experience of ecstasy was more gotten than gold
With one hand on her backside, gripping more *** than I could hold
The way I held on to my dear damsel was like a tale to a story told
The warmth generated by this act of passion was heated, and far from cold
The other around her neck as our bodies clapped in applause
Her body shivered in a shudder, signaling a momentary pause
Her body quakes and sudden wetness was the evidence sought after
The kind of actions that let me know that I successfully bated her mastur
She was prime from the beginning putting her inhibitions aside
With her guard down, letting me know that her orgasms are emotionally tied
When she cums, she sheds a tear and joyfully laments
Signifying gratification in my knowing her in the biblical sense

The tears she shed, that were in response to my coital correctness
I wiped them with my finger, and sucked the salty wetness
Upon seeing, she smiled, at the actions as such
And utter in her tone “Mr. Man … you are too much”
She grabbed my lower back and pulled me into her arena
As invited and welcomed as she is making me feel … I need no subpoena
As she undulate her hips to receive my rhythmic thrust
I can feel her bio-rhythms; my dear is about to bust
Just like a certain time with the Nile River she was about to over flow her banks
She quivered, shivered and released liberal liquids … all to show her thanks
With pants of exhaustion her bell was rocked and her vulva gave a grin
With stymied sighs and feminine inflections she muttered “oh God … I came again”
Her satisfaction was obvious, her contentedness showed
Her valley flooded time and again … her cup overflowed
The drenched bed sheets and other linen are the evidence -
Of her gratification and pleasure in my knowing her in the biblical sense

We roll over … after the orgasmic bed wetting
She’s not on top; I’m still in her womanly netting
She starts to ride me … like a horse at a ranch
I was the vegetable in her skillet which she was starting to blanch
She dances on my body, giving me so much love
I can feel myself in her uterus, like a hand moving in a very tight glove
A very moist opening which hyper-arouses me to the core
That makes me want her – with each flick of her hips – more and more
She sweeps, swivels and grinds … she undulates and swerves
She puts on a freaky display that sets pleasure to my nerves
She lays it on me so much so that my face contorts to a frown
She holds her hair in a bun and starts hopping up and down
She got on top and danced on my like a flame does on a candle sticks’ end
She wiggled her hips and contorted her body to bow and to bend
The way she straddled me was like a curious girl straddling a fence
She rode me, allowing me deeper access to know her in the biblical sense

She moves her hips in such a way that had me hypnotized
The feel of your genital genius had y body mesmerized
As she scrubbed my Manners with the pleasures of her uterus
My body’s response was automatic, and though revisited, the feeling felt new to us
Ours was a dance that would arouse even the blind
Merged at our pubic areas, we performed the making of mankind
Elliptical hip action that was a dance session in itself
Energetic intercourse that had us sweating harder than anyone else –
Who would care to be voyeuristic and observe with an eye and/or and ear
And get turned on by the actions that are so bold, audacious and clear
Giving it all I got pushing the limits of human strain
******* this maddened maiden until she bites me … bringing the pain …
She waxed me with her wetness as she moved her hips with vigor
The expressions on her face told of her effort and rigor
The warm and wet release from her genitals was all she needed to convince -
The man in me, that I was satisfying her, knowing her in the biblical sense

Written by: K-JiO
© 2007


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