The eternal love poem - from a wild man and his trans wife. All persons are over 16. This is fictional but the events are inspired by the stories but not connected to them.

From him

I love it when you dance
Nipples erect and puckered to meet me
On your golden tanned chest
The outline of your ribbs when you lean forwards
Your Nipples meet my mouth one at a time
You're wearing my boxers again
Your cock is curved inside them
I guess they are too small for both of us
But they suit you so well
You lean down and kiss me and I tell you I love you 
I pull down the elastic of your boxers
And my hand holds your warm shaft
Thick in my fingers I begin to stroke and move your foreskin
Your Moroccan features and your pink hair
Our lips touch with love and care
I love you
I feel you become harder in my hand
 

From her

I lean down and hold your toned body
The hair on your chest
The soft hair on your legs
You're wearing my undies today
And I'm wearing yours
You're my princess and my Prince
My violet undies are tight on you
Your pubic hair spreads at the sides
My undies are flayed and have glitter
I like to put glitter on your chest too
I lean down and kiss you
My Prince
My love
My knight without his armour
I want to remove all your armour
All your fears
Your shoulders are broad
Your beard gently tickles my chest
When you kiss it
You're playing with my cock
I like the way it looks in your boxers
It was meant to fit your mouth
You make me happy to show it
To touch it
When your lips are around it
I want you so badly
In every way
And I get urges
To move my hips
To push myself inside of you
Where I belong
I like to start gently
Pressing the head between your cheeks
I enter you gently
Feel you warm around me
And the warm feeling grows
And it feels even nicer
I push forward with my legs more
Run my hands across the shape of your head
And your short hair there
But once I'm deep inside
I want to move faster
I tap into the natural flow of the universe
The desire to create
To make love
To live and be a part of creation with you.