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Fumbling Fingers
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Green_Man

Fumbling Fingers

My fingers were fumbling on our first night,
I wasn't working the buttons quite right,
But with success came our perfect delight.

Inexperienced virgins when we met,
Unaware of the feelings we would get,
Tentatively wanting, but not quite yet.

We met the first time with letters we wrote,
You started it all with a quaint, shy note,
That came to me there on my Navy boat.

You were innocent when it came to lust,
My tries at seduction had been a bust,
So what we both sought was sexual trust.

When I came home for my first leave ashore
Your sweet affection I could not ignore,
We knew we'd not be alone anymore.

We spent some time exploring what we were, 
We held our hands tight and were oh so sure,
And both of us had thoughts that were impure.

Spending time on the road out on a date
We knew we were going to get back late
Surely this evening would be something great.

I was twenty-two and you were eighteen,
Your face was lovely, the kindest I'd seen,
We wanted to kiss, but we were so green.

I took a chance and I parked in a lane,
Your love was something I wanted to gain,
And you felt the same, it was very plain.

Drawing you close to caress your soft face,
I knew you wanted to be in this place,
We merged together to share an embrace.

I kissed your lips, and you kissed me right back,
Of heart pounding passion we had no lack,
With each new touch I was on the right track.

Your hands were exploring and so were mine,
I rubbed up your leg, I gave you a sign
That bringing you off was tonight's design.

Your eager kissing increased with ardor,
My hand was squeezing your breasts much harder,
And then you let me slip off your garter.

Your strokes on my cock were making me shake,
My fingers had made you come for my sake,
Both of us started to tremble and quake.

You took out my prick and gave it a lick,
I think you had learned to really love dick,
And I was determined not to come quick.

Still, I really wanted to make you cream,
And so with shaky hands I lived my dream,
I fondled with fingers and made you scream.

With that your mouth took in all of my cock,
I fucked your face, I was hard as a rock,
And then I happened to see the dash clock.

So late, we needed to get on the way,
But my dick was saying we had to stay, 
It was the best come I've had to this day.

You swallowed my load with a smiling grace,
I kissed your lips as I held your cute face.
We cleaned ourselves up, returned to your place.

To this very day we recall that time,
Because to forget it would be a crime,
And our lives together are so sublime.

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