| Poetry: Lust: I Dream of you, Cindy (1/2) |
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I Dream of You, Cindy I Dream of you Cindy, as you stare from the poster on the wall, I Dream of you Cindy, as you are nearly naked, swimsuit, grin, and all. I Dream of you, as I lie in my bed, I Dream of you, as I lie in my bed, I Dream of you, lying next to me in my bed, I dream of you, lying next to me. I dream of you, laying me. I dream that you hold me close to you, and caress me. I dream that you hold me close to you, and caress me. And I dream that you take me by the hand, And you lead me to the shower. I watch as you undress, and I see your skin, Your face, and you catch me staring, at your breasts. You turn on the shower, and I watch, Your luminous buttocks, dancing to my delight. You see the ripple in my jeans, and I cannot disguise how you are turning me on. You ask me to undress, and I do as I am told. We wash together, the soap running over our bodies. I run the sponge all over you, you cry out, in pleasure, or is it pain? I am too young and too naïve to know the difference, in this artificial rain. You take me by the hand, and you reach for the towel. You start to dry me off. Your hands stroke, and caress every part of my body. Your mouth and mine meet for a second, in the caress of a kiss. My lips move from yours, down to your breasts, and I suck, and lick at your nipple, now hardened. Your sighing continues, and my kissing moves down your breasts, to your very essence, I lick and kiss your buttocks, and between your legs. My hands move up to your breasts, and continue to stroke. My tongue moves over your smooth, honeyed skin. You sigh out, telling me that you need me inside of you. On top of you, beside you, behind you. I look at you as a boy, but I know that you will soon make me a man. You smile, and take my hand, and you lead me up to where my seduction will begin. You lick your lips, taking the towel from me, as I stand before you. You let your own towel fall to the ground. I look at you, staring at you, Your long legs, your beautiful face, your breasts. I come towards you, my lips on your nipples. Caressing each one until they are hardened. You lie back on the bed, opening your legs to me. Opening yourself up to me. I am on top of you, you open your legs, to let me in. I feel my own hardness and arousal, as I look at you. The thin film of perspiration on your skin breaks, As you feel my virginal lovemaking begin. My lips on your breasts, on your lips, on your face. Your hands caress my sides, my face, my buttocks. We both sigh out in the pleasure, as our thrusting increases. I want to last longer, but I know that I can’t. I feel the exquisite pleasure of my orgasm. You cried out in pleasure and disappointment, as my juices fill you. I lie, there recovering my breath, my liquids leaking from me. You move over, me, your buttocks, and your hungry need quivering above me. Your mouth licks my juices from |
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