The taste of you
Jenjenalways
06/01/2026

My breath drawn in.
It catches on pleasure bordering on sin.

Your tongue brings forth a delicious shiver,
So sweet the sensations my thighs begin to quiver.

I tickle and tease with my fingers.
On your favorite places I linger.

Starting at your lips,
My kisses gently follow my finger tips.

At the hollow of your throat,
I dip my tongue then the lower my kisses go.

Licking and twirling my tongue,
Your moans of pleasure makes my smile smug.

First nipple one,
And lower still when number two was done.

Down further still,
I couldn’t get my fill.

Nibbling, licking, and kissing.
At your belly button tasting and dipping.

Seeking your pleasure,
At my own leisure.

Your cock hard and standing tall,
To feel you in my mouth has become it all.

The pearly drop on your tip,
Begged for my tongue and lips.

I delicately lick the drop,
The taste of you gives me pause to stop.

Mmmmm! Salty and briny with a hint of sweet.
The taste of you made the vision complete.

I cup and squeeze,
Licking and sucking my hands and mouth know you with ease.

My fingers wander to illicit your moans and body shakes,
Making my own legs quake.

I feel you tighten
My touch lightens.

I want to feel your release,
Not just to please.

Sucking you in,
My throat to the brim.

Up and down and again,
Past the threshold to the end.

I take you deep and feel you let go,
Your hot heat pours into me, how I love it so.

Every last drop is taken,
At last I come to waken.

The languid smile on your face,
Makes my heart skip a pace.

I close my eyes to hide.
From your blue eyes you say come along for the ride.