My Instrument - Sex Stories

My Instrument

She has become

my instrument

She has learned

how she's worshipped

Each curve smoothly rubbed

and endlessly teased

How my wicked fingers

moved effortlessly

over her sensual keys

Her aching notes

filled my ears

as I ease her

to the edge of delight

dominating her descent

for my pleasure

to taste her delicate song

My firmness pulses deep

seeping a sweet

shameless spill

My strength

bathes in awakened flesh

trembling chest to chest

Her whimpers escape

wrapped soft in heartbeats

Her aches

whisper reaching deep

I explore her silk folds

Infused in there

uncharted depths

Her petals lay open

as our mingled elixir drips

She invites me

to kiss those precious lips

The earth moves

in tandem with her hips

She squirms

her erotic dance

grinding on

my tongue

Claiming my soul