Ambiflexual
S/he licked the black hot dew from Jorge’s pits.
He winced with warlock thrill inside his shaft,
Especially its head. S/he pinched his tits,
First right, then left. S/he felt the pulsing of the haft
That held that head which s/he would take in thrall
With lips and tongue and spit and mouth. She kissed
Her way in predatory wet slick crawl
Across his navel and then down. He hissed
When s/he engulfed that head with heaven. His
Eyes rolled beneath their lids as zings went up
To pleasure points inside his brain. His jizz
Began to boil in balls, a hand their cup.
He swooned in manliness and then the bloat
Of shooting found its target down gagged throat.
~ Phillip Whidden
by phillipw | Apr 2, 2025 | bj, CO, FE, OR |