here's my contribution....just in time, too. i need to start these things earlier.


He had the whole afternoon
And she was wholly his
He wanted to love
Discover
She crawled among the pillows, lost in a sea of covers

He followed
She turned, looked so good
And faced him
He cupped her head
Kissed her mouth
A dream
A whim

He lay her back
Took his time, she was his
For a while
For as long as it takes
No barriers
No guile
Just them
And her body
To discover
These lovers

He began with her hair
Unbound
Tickling her scalp
Tresses pulled though fingers
Curling it around
Holding her in place
With love and desire
Caressing the tips against her face
On fire
Her neck
Her throat
Now
Her lips, her cheeks, her eyes, her brow

He held her face in his hands
Ran thumbs along jaw
Slipped a finger in her mouth
Drew it out
Trailing it about
Around her lips
Tongue slips
Slithering
Sliding
Behind her ear
Hiding

He put his mouth on hers
Asked entry
She gave it
He delved greedily, dueling teeth and palate
Freely laving
Her tongue
Inside cheeks
And lips
Mopping up spit
Nothing wasted
Not tasted

Every second counts
He left her mouth
And licked her face
Along the bones
Touched her in ways
That made her shiver
Up the bridge of her nose
Over her eyelids
Quiver
Temples
Neck
The swirls of her ear

Down
Down
Fingers trailing
Down
Down
Tongue laving
Desire
Craving
Between her breasts
Drinking up sweat

Up
Spiraling up
To the swell of her nipple
Round
Gently biting, soothing dimples
Cupping
Pulling
Sucking
Pinching
Holding
Molding
No lost time, no unsought inches

Down
Down
Between her breasts
Into her navel
Swirling ‘round

Down
And down
Over her hips
Tickling nips
Of teeth and lips
Over
And over
To the vee of her sex
Licking
Lapping
Laving
Next

Probing
Sucking
Her clit
Her gate
Kissing
Hot kisses
Delving inside
Fingering, slide
Delving lower
Hot skin
Into her
Within

All of her
Both burrows
Hot tongue
Heat flare
Moist release, finger there
Down
Down
Between her thighs
Licking the crease
Around the side
Over her knees
Her shins
Her ankles
Holding her captured
With the arrest of shackled
Heart
And body
And mind

Til finally
Finally
Her curling toes
To start from the bottom
Find his way back
Every inch
Again
And again
He knows
And again
His body
His hands
His mouth flows

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Trees give peace to the souls of men * Nora Waln

The forest would be very quiet if no other birds sang than those who sing the best * Henry van Dyke

some fairly sordid tales, rambles, and anecdotes
Hypothetically Speaking * Something More * Cammy Interrupted * An Experimental Vacation * Masked * so..damn..hot * Thank You * My toy, his idea * no.19 Maple Lane * I Have A Surprise For You * Yesterday * In a Quiet Kitchen * help me decide * untitled prose * more untitled prose