Those lips,
they fuel my fantasy.
So soft and inviting.

An elegant sheen of pink
spread across them.
My tongue parts your lips,
my lips pressing close to yours.

Slowly, passion mounts,
my hands grip you,
pulling you closer.

Softly, the kiss is broken
and I go to my knees.
I want those other lips now.

My tongue parts them,
gently I lick,
feeling your juices flowing,
trickling into my mouth.

My tongue slides upward,
to your clit.
Swirling soft, slow circles around,
I hear you moan, feel you writhe under me.

I want to make love to you
with just my mouth.
I pull you closer,
deeper.

Your moans get louder,
filling the room,
my pace is the same,
my fingers slowly thrusting,
tongue tickling your clit, teasing.

You wriggle closer,
pulling my face closer,
my tongue entering you now,
nose pressed against your clit.

You thrust against me,
I push deeper inside,
moaning around your pussy.

Your juices smeared across my face,
you come hard,
moaning my name.
I grin beneath you and you grind.

I’m not finished yet,
my tongue licks slowly upwards,
resting on your clit,
I lick and watch as you go into overdrive.

Coming hard again,
you pull me closer still,
my tongue slides around
your clit, hard and throbbing.

I let go, then blow on your clit,
sending you into orbit once more,
you moan something unintelligible.

My fingers go inside,
I know exactly where to put them,
that little spot,
the one that makes you crazy.

Your pussy clamps down,
my fingers fuck deep inside you.
Wetter and wetter you get,
one long, loud moan escapes your lips.
My name half said, half mangled by a moan.

You squirm around, coming harder than ever,
my fingers still fuck,
slowing down now.

Slowly, I kiss your pussy,
my fingers pulling out from you,
I stand and collapse on the bed next to you.
Passionately, we kiss,
we pull each other close.

My lips need yours.
Always.