The Only One


You will come to me, wrapping your arms around me. And I want, no, I crave so badly to touch, to taste, to enjoy, to savor the heat between your legs. I already know it will be thick like honey, sweet and luscious, and I know your desire will be visible, practically dripping down your thighs. Your perfect pink-tipped breasts will feel so soft in my hands, which will dance across the exposed skin like a ballerina, only delicately touching and teasing.

My lips will brush your skin, barely tracing the surface.  The arch in your back will push your breasts closer to my mouth, for they will, oh yes, they will ache to come closer to my mouth.  They will long, no, they will beg for more of my tongue, my mouth….my touch.  Your lips will beg for more of my lips as well and our mouths will desperately want, no, crave to be intertwined…kissing with you will be so deep and passionate and sensual, and we will give in, we will have to give in to each other.

Our arousal will be swift, our first initial heat will be claimed quickly, and then the real lovemaking will begin…a delicate blend of raw sensuality, raw sex, and raw passion – a delectable feast for your tongue; a delicious treat for mine…we will tease each other, taste each other, and indulge our senses.  My mouth and my tongue will taste and delight in your body spasm.  It will be the sweetest sin, this give and take of each other, feeding our desires, spreading each other, consuming each other, as our tongues taste again and again.

May I? Yes! Can I? Yes! Will you? Yes!  We  will have trust and faith in each other, ensuring complete satisfaction.  My head will dip, my lips will spread to take in more, more, always more.  And you will offer more, more, always more to me!  You will come to crave your body within my mouth.

My arms will pull you to me…more, I need, no, I must have more of you…I need to feel your thighs across mine, skin rubbing skin.  I want to drown in my desire for you…I will be so very wet, so very slick, enticing you, as I divulge my secrets.  My tongue will mate with your tongue, binding us together.  We will thrill each other.  We will smell each other’s heat.  You will be my warm liquid pleasure.  Our muscles will ache afterward, our tongues will ache, our lips will be bruised and slightly tattered, almost puffy.  And still the desire to kiss each other will be more than we can handle and still we will kiss.

Yes, my sweetness, you will say, as I tug your lower lip with my teeth.  And, still, I will desire more of your sweet, sweet nectar.  I will be your lover.  I will descend on your body and taste every inch of you, licking, caressing, tasting you, the very soul of you will be in my mouth…once will never be enough, how could it be with us?  For I love you and I will seek your body in my sleep, in my waking moments, when you are near and when you are not, for once I‘ve laid down with you, I will be lost without you…once I have felt your climax with my mouth, once I have felt you shudder under my touch, there will be no giving you up…I will never be able to go back to being just your friend.  I will be your lover. Your womanly scent and taste will never fail to arouse me…your touch will never fail to stimulate me…your kiss will never leave a question of whether you love me ornot.  Whether you will realize it or not, you will possess me as I will possess you, inside.

You will be the only one who knows me.


Night Falls

The silent footsteps of night approach
and, peeping through our
the moon finds us sleeping,
wrapped in each other’s arms.

Sliding graceful fingers of light
across your peaceful face,
the moon
caresses your pleasant features,
and strokes your hair. 
You murmur
quietly in your sleep
and reach for my naked body,
pulling me tightly
to your chest. 
The moon kisses your cheek softly
and moves across the
room, slowly ,
to watch a while longer,
before fading silently from view.

The sun replaces the shadows,
and kisses our satisfied faces good
Another day presents itself,
entirely for our enjoyment.

Boston Bound

As I walked out of the plane, I knew I was walking into an unknown situation.  I had read my love’s emails a hundred times.  The instructions were very specific.  My heart started to pound a little at just the thought of her and what she might have planned.  With my overnight bag in my hand, I paused inside the terminal and leaned against the wall.  Closing  my eyes for a brief moment, I imagined what she might do to me and I instantly felt a little weak in my knees and I knew I had better start walking a little faster because someone was waiting for me in another part of Boston.

      My love was very exact.  I was to hail a cab and give him an address in the South End of Boston, a location I had never been to.  I was to arrive at a certain time, not before and definitely not late.  Timing was very important apparently.  She had told me to find a bench and she would find me.  My heart had started racing again at the very thought of what she might be planning for our ‘continued exploration’, as we liked to call it.

      I didn’t hear her approach, but rather her voice simply appeared next to my ear, “Hi there, cutie”.  She always knew how to make me blush instantly.  I stood up and there she was, just like I remembered her, incredibly tall and beautiful in jeans, boots, and a black silk shirt that tied at the waist, and, of course, wearing a really big smile that made me melt inside.  My eyes couldn’t help but note the sash tied around her slender waist and I blushed again, remembering the last time I had saw that sash or rather, used that sash.  Her eyes followed the direction of my gaze and she grinned as she linked her arm in my arm and steered me towards the apartment building she lived in.  “Oh,  we are going to have such a good time”, she laughed teasingly as she said these words into my ear.  Oh my, I thought, it was indeed going to be a promising and wonderful weekend.

     We took the stairs up to the second floor and she led the way down the hall, my eyes following the swish of her ass with every step.  God, that woman drives me insane with desire.  I find myself getting those little tingles again.  She stopped before a massive door and glanced back at me, smiling from ear to ear.  “Close your eyes”, she said, her voice suddenly a little huskier than before.  It wasn’t to be the last time I would hear those words said in that order with that voice during this long October weekend.  “I want to surprise you”, she finished and took my bag from my hand.  I dutifully closed my eyes tightly and I heard her keys hit the lock of the door.  “Stand very still.  I will be right back.  No peeking, and I mean it”.  The tingles had hit full time inside my panties.  What was she up to, I couldn’t help but wonder.

      A few minutes went by and I wondered if she was making me wait on purpose, to heighten my anticipation.  It was definitely working.  I felt a whoosh of air suddenly and knew the door had opened back up.  I felt her step closer to me but she didn’t say a word.  I wondered if she was checking to see if I had kept my promise of ‘no peeking’.  I had, completely.  I felt her fingers on my hand and I instinctively grabbed for her fingers, interlocking them with mine.  She said, “Welcome to my home, babe.  You can open your eyes now.”  I stepped forward and into her apartment, knowing as I did so that my life was about to change forever.

      The next few hours were a whirlwind of meeting her dogs and getting my absolute fill of ‘dog loving’ coupled with a tour of her apartment.  Everything was beautiful and she was beaming from ear to ear just as much as I’m sure I was.  All the excitement of a ‘new person’ in the house wore the dogs out eventually and soon enough their snores from the couch were all we could hear.  My love had disappeared as I sat resting, and she suddenly appeared in the doorway of her bedroom with a “Psst, c’mere” and a quick duck back out of sight as soon as my head turned in that direction.  I got up, stretched, and walked to her room.  A moment before I would’ve reached the doorway, I heard, “Close your eyes”.  I did as I was told immediately.

      “Strip off your clothes, please”, is what I heard next.  “And do keep your eyes closed, babe.”  I was almost trembling inside my skin, as her voice had that edge to it again.  I did as I was instructed and I felt her beside me, taking my clothes from me.  She took my arm and led me to the bed and asked me lie down and ‘assume the position’.  I knew instantly what she wanted and I obeyed, spreading my legs apart as far as I could and raising my hands above my head, together, with my fingers interlaced, left palm to right back.  I felt her tying my hands to the top of her bed and then each ankle was placed in a tie as well, allowing me a little freedom of a few inches but my hands were pretty tightly bound.  “You may open your eyes now”.

      As I did so, my eyes tried to take in everything that I saw at once.  The soft glow from the burning candles casting faint dancing shadows, and my love…radiant and beautiful in a black lace teddy that accentuated her very curvy body.  God knows, I love that woman’s hips!  She was standing at the foot of the bed, with her hands on the footboard.  “Welcome to my home and a weekend you will never forget.”  I shivered a little in spite of myself.  She must have saw the tremor run through me for she smiled a little wickedly and I could see a twinkle in her eyes.  “Do you like what you see?”, she asked and I nodded vigorously.  “Good, because you won’t be able to see me again until I allow you to see me”, and, as she said that, the black sash from her silk blouse appeared in her hands and she stepped around the end of the bed toward me.

Leaning over me, she looked into my eyes and asked me one more question, “Do you trust me, babe?”  Yes,  was all I could whisper, my voice having been lost the moment I saw her gorgeous body in that outfit.  “Good” was all she said and then she kissed me, passionately, deeply, and lingering, nibbling softly at my bottom lip as she withdrew.  “I love you”, and with those words, she tied the sash around my head.  “I love you, too”, I whispered into the blackness that now surrounded me in the crisp of the night air.

Physical Examination

When you’re not here,
I run my tongue
along the insides of my mouth,
searching for a taste of you,
feeling the skin so tenderly and gently,
inspecting each inch of my soft tissues
for a trace of you left behind,
a piece of a kiss missed by my floss,
or perhaps a disruption in my gum
from where you held me to your groin
as you humped my mouth,
fucking my tongue in that way
that drives me crazy for you.
Tell me, sweet angel,
do you ever scour your taste buds
for a drop of me?