Lovers Storm
Poem by: Jenny Tomato
Lovers Storm
I woke up wet this morning.
?
Alone and sleepy
I rolled onto my back and opened my legs
Wide
My lover loomed up between them
And hovered over me
Dark
And beautiful
His cock is thick
hard
Enormous
He nudges it into my opening and it slides in easily
I am drenched and thick with my juices
His rhythm is purposefully slow
Painfully slow
A little
In
A little
More
It is an eternity before his whole cock
Is in me
Oh God
He wants to shove it in
He wants it all
I know it
But he doesn’t give in
He delights in the torture
The anticipation
The deliciousness
He pulls slowly out
Slowly…as if his life depended on how slowly
As if a bomb might go off with too quick a movement
Excruciating
My body tells him to move faster
Deeper
Harder
But my lover knows better
Soon, he is out to the tip
My cunt is convulsing now
Opening and closing like a fish mouth
Seeking food
Seeking him
Kissing the head of the cock
That lingers
There
Move moves again
This time smoothly
One stroke
IN
Me
We crash
We pound
He is the wave
I am the rock
We are a storm
ONE CRY
Silence
The storm subsides
Our sexes are still tight against each other
Moving like mouths kissing
Firm and gentle
We are sated for now
His body lifts and exits me
And he disappears
As I stretch I bring my hand to my face
I savor the
scent of a memory
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