Arrested By Chance

Shackled to her nakedness was the ultimate crime,
a punishment ordained by love, for the very first
time. We met purely by chance one hot summer season,
a nightclub the stage, boredom the reason.

She asked me to dance I shrugged in defiance,my role
was aggressor as dictated by science. She never played
by rules I very quickly learned,she always got her wish,
but would never wait her turn.

My hand she quickly grabbed and walked us to the floor,
her scent enticed my nostrils, my resistance was no more.
She gently swayed her hips, it knocked me off my feet,
the music was so loud, she could not hear me speak.

The crowd was too intense, there was no way to run,
her movements were like magic, I wished I had a gun.
Her nipples brushed my chest, the blood raced to my cock.
I pulled her body close to me, it gave me quite a shock.

She brushed her lips on mine, it gave me such a thrill.
Her hand caressed my back, my body felt a chill,
her tongue slipped in my mouth, i sucked it hungrily,
my manhood grazed her thighs, she knew i would not flee.

Her mouth moved to my neck, I heard my heartbeat clear,
she had my soul on fire, I gently sucked her ear.
Her hand slipped to my groin, I dared not move an inch,
it felt so good I wanted more, my nipple her other hand
pinched.

She led me to the restroom, I did not hesitate,she pushed
me on the toilet seat, I knew this must be fate, she
closed the door and then she smiled, my inner thoughts
went wild.

Her dress came off, her heels stayed on, my nervousness
was suddenly gone.I jumped up from the toilet seat
was on my knees prepared to eat.

She held my head and moved it close,the scent was sweet
I need a dose,her puss was wet and cleanly shaved,
a taste of heaven, the nectar saved.

I sucked and I licked, I dared not even breathe,
this puss was so sweet I could not stop and leave,
she fed my mouth with warm sweet cum, I drank each
drop as though it was rum.

My mouth now tired, I needed some air, she released my
head and kissed all my tears. Her nectar had spoiled me,
I dare not tell lies,this woman now owned me, so yes I
did cry.

We laid on the tile floor, as though we were home,
our bodies were willing, our hands and tongues roamed.
The lovemaking session cannot be compared, six times
we both came, nothing was spared.

We left there that night, drove straight to her place,
packed up all her things, we emptied the space.
She moved in with me without hesitation,
our love and our trust grows, without limitations.

By Lancelot