Honey Dip - Erotic Prose poetry

             Tongue 

       Lackadaisically ease over my stomach flesh 

Tasting its bare essence 

My womanly fragrance spills into his nostrils 

Teasing his brain with its infatuating scent 

His tongue slowly spirals downward, 

Over the thin fabric that keeps his tongue from tasting the full robust flavor of my vulva's inner layer 

Legs raise. 

My womanly musk grows stronger, 

As his tongue eased between my legs across the soft lacy fabric covering my folds 

My body twinges and jerks as his tongue tease the surface of my folds with its heat and sliding motion. 

My mouth opened wide when the imprint of my folds was inhaled into the moist heat of his mouth. 

Leaving my mind a visual of the coming proceedings.

Stiffen tongue pushes aside pink fabric. 

Then lick the moistened offering in front of it. 

As the taste of my haven flavor eased down his throat, 

A quiet moan disturbs the quietness that surrounds us. 

Breath inhale 

Then exhaled in a short burst, 

As his tongue parts my folds and slides slowly down its length 

Legs weaken. 

My body leans back, searching for the support of a nearby wall. 

My fingertips intertwine into his hair as surreal sensations reel through my womb's sensitive layer of pink flesh. 

My quiet screams fall on deaf ears

 

 

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