Chocolate
I am
rich full strong
like chocolate
your favourite flavour
You could
you have
spend
spent
hours
tasting me
devouring me
swallowing my very essence
my every crease
every swirl of my fudge
every ripple of my variety
dark milk caramel white
bittersweet
sometimes sour
Only I could fulfill you
satisfy your sweet tooth
satiate your irresistable cravings
your unquenchable desires
Only I, only me ever

Aren't you hungry?

I touch her
Slowly, gently
Caress her hair, lightly brush my fingers down her smooth neck
Her pale skin quivers, and I do not know if it is with anticipation or fear.
Her eyes find mine
And I see something there
I see me
in her heart, in her soul
I see me in her body, the way she wants me
I kiss her
softly, carefully
with no force,
trying not to intrude,
trying to determine her lust
or lack thereof.
She responds
with a passion unexpected
unsought
and I am the one taken aback
I am the one afraid.
Should I touch her again?
Should I fondle her breast?
Kiss her lips?
Suck her nipple?
Should I walk away?
The choice is taken out of my hands
as her lips find mine again
then lingeringly drop
kiss
by kiss
by kiss
down.
Tongue and hands
breasts and body
pushing, throbbing
twisting around each other.
And her tongue finds what it's been looking for
my wet
my heat
my clit
Licking and sucking...
I feel so good
the world owes me this
this feeling, this sense of being so alive
this abondonment.
And I'm scared.
And I want to return the favour.
But, oh, I've never done this
never been here
and I'm frightened of anything new.
She is calm
understanding
she pulls away
unfulfilled
to wait.
For me to be ready
and I see her eyes again
the disappointment
the lust
the desire for only me.
So I take the plunge
I taste her
and it's not what I expected
She is sweet
still unsure, I lick her up
devour her liquid heat.
The rush in my mouth tells me I am successful.
It only seems kinky the first time.