Commercial Break

Friday night,
On the sofa,
Watching a film.

I was sitting,
She was laying,
Her legs up,
Head on my lap,
My hand resting,
On her thigh,
Feeling content,
To be with her.

An advert for coffee,
Came on.

She took my hand
Placed it between her legs,
Forcing my fingers,
Tightly against,
The fabric,
Of her bikini.

Another advert,
Followed the coffee one,
This time for an airline.

I began slowly rubbing,
Her pussy,
Through the silky material,
She let out a sigh.

I was tracing,
Along her pussy,
From bottom to top,
Back again.

A third advert,
Followed the airline,
For a red Ford something.

(By then,
I wasn’t really,
paying much attention,
To what was on the TV.)

Her hand pushed,
My hand under her bikini,
My fingers parted,
The hair,
Surrounding her pussy.

My fingers,
Circled her clit,
As I laid down,
Next to her,
On the sofa.

Her clit became harder,
She became wetter,
Her juice the perfect lubricant,
I slid my fingers inside,
To moans of pleasure,
Increasing,
As my fingers,
Focused on her clit,
Found her g-spot,
Stoking both,
To maximum,
Arousing effect.

She wriggled,
Squirmed,
Used her hand,
To unzip my jeans,
Grab my cock.

Another commercial cycled,
On the TV,
For Cialis.
She giggled,
Squeezed my cock,
Stroked it,
Said,
“Not need here!”

I worked her bikinis down,
Just enough,
That my fingers,
Could stroke,
Between her cunt lips,
Brush against her g-spot,
And caress her clit.

She did the same to my jeans,
And briefs,
To stroke my dick,
Caress my balls,
Causing a drop,
Of pre-cum to appear,
On the tip,
Of the head,
Of my cock.

Just as the Cialis guy was saying,
Something about being ready,
When the time was right,
She rubbed the tip of my cock,
Where my fingers had been,
Between the lips of her cunt,
I began slowly entering her.

She gasped,
As my cock,
Inch by inch,
Slowly pushed up,
Inside her,
Filled,
Her cunt,
Until my groin,
Was grinding,
Against hers,
The base of my cock,
Rubbed against,
Her clit.

Using the sofa for leverage,
I rocked in and out,
Each stroke entering,
Harder and faster,
Her hands gripped my ass cheeks,
Pulling me rhythmically,
More forcefully into her.

I barely noticed,
Another advert,
Replace the previous one.

As her body became tense,
Her moaning grew louder,
My panting increased,
Her pussy began quivering,
Her legs shaking,
Her eyes glazed over,
Her orgasm took hold,
Her body embraced,
The physical joy,
That,
Triggered,
My tension,
My throbbing,
My final driving thrust into her,
My ejaculation,
My pleasure,
As my cum was released,
Inside her.

She watched my face,
Showing my joy,
Of just released orgasmic pleasure,
Matching the glow on her own face.

With a last,
Deep sigh,
She whispered,
“The movie is back on.”