Birthday Girl

Made it through the door
We even talked for a while
Resisting, heightening the tension
Before 1110 we were at each other
Feral kisses, I like to bite
Gentle caresses, oft spoken of at night

Licks and teases, pinches, a few
I told her I knew just what to do
She's sweet of taste & easy on the eye
Her breathless sighs, marble skin
Things that make me wanna sin

A true smile, behind those eyes
Flirtatious and yearning, drivin' me wild
I kiss her neck, nibble her ears
Her wanton acceptance
Eases my fears

Licks and caresses, for hours that day
No intercourse, not for this day
This was for, not about me
To just get her moist
Well, that did it for me.

She was wet alright
All aquiver with my attentions
A tightened grip, increased my ministrations
She warned I'd not get done
We'll leave that for another day - another night

She shudders, noticeably wetter,
Head thrown back, breath heavier
Her eyes are rolling, mouth agape
A last moment of movement
Her body shakes

She must get out , over too soon
Leaves me a gift as she leaves the room
Off she goes, to a home not mine
I still have my need
I'll leave it for another time

I'll call her tonight or chat on the 'puter
See if she liked it or if I shoulda stopped sooner
I reckon she enjoyed her b'day gift
That look in her eyes said it gave her a lift
So happy birthday, don't be shy

From your eternally horny, western guy

© 2005, Mosquitobyte