she was heat bound by curves
her weight
as she straddled me
played a cruel trick
of balance
naked thighs pressed
along my own
– poised –
almost elegant
except for the healthy
(fucking)
expression: closed eyes,
a smile between parted lips,
all sharp teeth and pink tongue
your breasts,
I thought
let me taste them.
and then
she lowered hips
and I stopped thinking
altogether.
Wow. Sexiest thing I have read in a longggggg time.
Thank you for sharing it. Delightful!
I get why men find the woman stradding so incredibly sexy; for me, doesn’t work so ultimately its just for him – which is ok in itself. This is beautifully erotic…
Phew…wonderful.
Generally, your taste are a tad too dark for my liking, the words are hawt neither the less. Love this post.