0 comments/ 9687 views/ 0 favorites Poet Ch. 1 By: Bitch Boy "Grace is alive and my loins are on fire" I whisper to myself as I follow her tight buttocks through the mass of hot sweating bodies to the side of the dance floor. She tosses long golden strands of hair over her shoulder as she turns, blue-violet eyes looking back at me, coquettishly flirtatious and richly inviting. "Each small sensuous move fills my heart with desire" I murmur, as she spins on the edge of the dance floor and I step into her. Her fingers link into mine, her eyes sparkle under the strobes, her skin glistens, a moist invitation, and then I feel her lips, small and soft, against mine. Her tongue flutters against my teeth and then is in my mouth, caressing my tongue, inviting me to play. "I'll have you right now or you'll make me a liar" I mutter into her mouth, as I swing her in a half circle into the wall. My fingers slide teasingly over her right breast, down her side and around her hips to her small tight buttocks as our tongues explore each other. I squeeze her buttocks and as I slide my hands further under, I feel her small hands slide down my chest, grip my hardening cock through my pants and then fumble with my zipper. I slide my hands under her dress and squeeze my finger into the crack of her arse, and down into the valley between her legs. She stiffens as I feel her wet and willing against my fingers, and I feel her breath hot and panting, against my ear. She has managed to get my swollen cock out of my pants and her small hand is tugging at it, trying to fit thumb to finger around its base. "I want to suck you" she breathes in my ear and then she is gone. A second later I feel her breath on my cock and then her mouth closes over me, warm and wet and oh so divine! The deep penetrating rhythmic base of house music flows over and around us and I see through the strobes and down lights that some of those closest to us are watching us. I smile at them, my hips making slow lazy movements as I move my cock slowly in and out of her mouth, my fingers curled in her hair. The sensations and the location combine to quickly bring me to the edge. I pull her gently upwards and she puts her hand back there as she pushes into me, all wanton curves, her tongue buried in my mouth, the smell of sex strong on her face. I lick the side of her mouth, under her lip, while I slide her panties to the side and twist my finger up into her pussy to the first knuckle. Her eyes widen as I begin to slowly finger fuck her and I fell her push back into me until I feel her pubic hair lightly caressing the palm of my hand at the end of each stroke. She is breathing tightly and her eyes are fixed on mine, her escalating desire plain to see. I take my finger out and as I do so, catch at her panties, pulling them downwards. They drop to her ankles and she steps, one leg at a time, out of them. I bend and scoop them into my pocket, then sit, twisting her around and onto my lap. I know that from where we sit, anyone directly in front of us will see her exposed pussy as I pull her back, kissing her pale neck, licking her ear as my hands opening caress her magnificent clothed breasts. She writhes against my hard cock and turning her head says "Let's go somewhere. I want to fuck!" "Let's stay here" I reply as my hands lift her buttocks up and position her over my rock hard cock. She does not hesitate, pushing herself down onto my cock instantly and I grunt as the warm wet sleeve of her sex envelops my pulsating prick. She is almost dancing, her hips performing a small circular movement on every down stroke and I am in heaven, that delightful leaden feeling building slowly but surely in my balls. As orgasm quickly approaches I grab her hips, forcing a quicker pace. I reach around her, putting my finger in her mouth and she sucks and licks my finger until it is coated with saliva. I push her forward until her tight rosebud is exposed and then slowly and deliberately push my wet finger into her. Her movement on my cock only intensifies, and I leave my finger buried in her arse as I jerk into her, feeling my cum exploding up and out of me. Then she is writhing uncontrollably on top of me, her release triggered by mine. She collapses back on top of me and I feel my deflating cock slip from her wetly as the music continues to flow over us, as the lights continue to flicker randomly across our exhausted bodies. "Our lust has burnt up Like a funeral pyre" I whisper dreamily, under my breath, to myself. Poet Ch. 2 Sexy slick sweat Glistens wet on her brow Pert upturned breasts Scream out "look at me now" Glimpses of cold Alabaster white skin Pale with the promise Of what lies within Soft curly hair with Its promise of mound Wet lips so glossy And hark! What's that sound? Moans carry quietly On thick smoggy air Fingers run gently Through long luscious hair... ...Not red exactly, her hair, more a deep orange, glinting in the reflection of the water and metal as the beams of passing traffic fragmented around us. Thick sucking sounds, the pungent smell of sex rising as she fingers herself, no shy girl this, while repeatedly drawing me into her hot, wet, very willing mouth. "No teeth" I think blissfully, "How wonderful an experienced mouth can be". Then I feel my balls contracting as the moment approaches. Her green eyes flick up as she feels the girth of my cock expand and then I am convulsing to the sound of her choking, struggling to swallow as I pull her head towards my crotch, still jerking uncontrollably, eyes shut. As the moment passes my hands unclench from her hair and she pushes upwards, eyes sparkling at me. She loves this, on her knees, back alley blow job, being treated like a dirty little slut. She pushes her tongue between my teeth and I taste my own cum, salty and thick, while she pulls my hand up under her dress to feel the wetness between her legs. She is soaking there and I run my fingers over her mound as she pushes into me, all fiery passion. She whispers "My place" in my ear before biting me, hard, on the neck. Then she is stepping lightly in front of me as we exit the alley and re-join the stream of people enjoying an early morning in the big city. We are there in no time and she smiles almost shyly as she lets me in. As the door closes, the smells and sights of nite life are replaced by the hum of a refrigerator and the lingering smell of morning coffee. She leads me straight towards the bedroom, no empty offers of night caps. As we reach the bedroom door, I grab her from behind, running my hands over her body, inhaling the smell of her, my face buried in her auburn hair. She holds perfectly still, taut with sexual tension, as I run my fingers softly over her breasts, and she gasps as I suddenly tug her nipples through the cotton of her dress. "Take this off" I whisper in her ear before kissing the soft pale skin of her neck. She smells like flowers. "This?" she replies softly, puller her dress up and over her head. "All of it" I reply, and she slides her panties down her legs and kicks them away, before unclipping her bra and shrugging it off her shoulders. "Close your eyes" I whisper, as I press myself against her, the closed bedroom door supporting us. She is young and her skin is flawless, pale and smooth. I run my finger down her spine and watch the trail of goose bumps that follows. Sinking down to my knees, I run my fingers down her thighs and she shivers, her breathing now erratic as she leans into the door. My cock is hardening as I kiss then lick her calves, up behind her knees, then slowly up her thighs. She adjusts herself, spreading her legs wider as she feels my nose hit her arse, a weak moan pushing past her lips. I flick my tongue out, just touching her pussy lips and she jerks, her left hand reaching back and pulling my head closer. I pull her downwards onto her knees, still facing the door and with both hands, pull her soft white buttocks apart. Her pink anus is nestled between, drawing me like a beacon, and it clenches as the air hits it. I lick upwards, my tongue pushing into her pussy before sliding up until I reach the puckered entry to her backdoor. I lick again, then bite her right buttock and suddenly she is convulsing, animal grunts coming through gritted teeth as I force the tip of my tongue past the rubbery ring of her arsehole. I twist her roughly onto her back and with one stroke I am buried to the hilt in her pussy, her buttocks in the palms of my hand. Her face is flushed, green eyes shining as I thrust into her again and again, building towards my own release. She fingers her arse as I fuck her and she shows me, watching me watching her watch me watch her. I pull out and roll her back onto her knees, pulling her hips up and pushing the small of her back down. She cants her hips invitingly as she looks back over her shoulder at me and mouths "yes" as I slowly push the swollen head of my cock past her wet and pliant ring. Her arse is tight and so very hot and I know I will not last. I feel her push back and then I am thrusting into her again, my fingers locked in her hair now, the slapping sound of my balls against her arse counterpoint to the "uh uh uh" sounds she makes with each thrust. Suddenly I am cumming, my cock spraying semen repeatedly as I piston furiously in and out of arse. Finally I slow, a familiar lassitude creeping over me by degrees. She has her head turned as I slip from her greasy arse and roll onto my back on the floor. She sighs and wraps slim arms around me, her silky hair nestled against my sweaty chest... ...Thighs taper upwards And in at the part Lets sliding wider Transfixed as they part Eyes now are filled with Those thoughts we call sin Want just a glimpse of The joys held within Tongue flickers out Juice is tart to the taste Mouth opens wide Each lost drop is a waste Bodies contort in A strange twisted fight Where the only real winner Is wild pure delight...