Bending over her sumptuous recumbent body
Which was slowly undulating in time to the pulse
Of the churning surges of her ascending rapture,
He sought the slick centre of her vulva with his tongue,
Gently parting the swollen petals with his fingers
And drawing back the hood of her engorged clitoris.

With practised guile he kissed and teased the pulsating bud,
Pausing occasionally to slide his probing tongue
Along the delectable path of slippery flesh
That led to the entrance to the hot crimson tunnel
Where he soon would plunge headlong to possess the treasure
Within, in a sublime moment of extreme release.

Totally abandoned to the ravishing pleasure
Of the beating waves of sensual stimulation
Breaking upon the shore of her delirious mind,
She crested the summit of her first joyous orgasm,
Every nerve ending alive in an orgy of bliss,
As she writhed and moaned in rapt insensibility.

They lay for a while, flesh melting into willing flesh
Until the incandescent rapture of her climax
Had receded like the tide, releasing her briefly
From its intoxicating spell, and like two dancers
Under the spell of sublimely erotic music
They prepared for final exaltation of desire.

For a heady moment of divine expectation
The woman poised herself above his rampant organ,
Placing its bulbous purple head in the open mouth
Of her eager cunt, before sinking down with a sigh
Until she was fully impaled on the pulsing shaft,
Its silky hardness filling her slick velvety depths.

In a divinely exhilarating pas de deux
They moved in complete harmony, sensible only
To the exponentially mounting cadence of lust,
Mutually seeking the acme of carnal joy,
Riding the rolling waves of exquisite sensation
Radiating from the fusion of their genitals.