The Taste Of Her

Her lips parted like petals, inviting his lips to claim every last drop of her wetness.

Her scent made him ravenous with hunger as he devoured her.

Her back arched as she grabbed his hair, pressing his face firmly against her which forced his tongue deeper inside her.

He feverishly lapped at her juices like a thirsting beast, grunting as he squeezed her breasts hard.

Loud, animalistic moans escaped from her mouth as she felt her release building.

He felt it building as well as he slid two fingers deep inside her, thrusting them in and out rapidly.

She could no longer contain herself as a wave of pleasure washed over her in pulses that seemed to last for hours.

She clenched tightly around his fingers forcing him to thrust them deeper and harder, sending even more waves of pleasure throughout her body.

Once he had his fill he released her from the torturous please he was giving her.

She laid there panting and twitching, riding out the aftershocks of her release.

Suddenly she felt his head rubbing against the wetness of her spread lips.

As she looked up she noticed the smirk on his face and the look in his eyes and she knew in that moment her night of pleasure had only just begun.

© Seductive Poetry