Blind Girls Buff
by cricketjeff on February 26, 2015. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
A slowly flowing river of sensation
Slides smoothly from the spoon onto her skin,
No sweeter, slicker, silkier affirmation
Has ever added more to gentle sin.
Behind the dark caressing of the blindfold
She swears she sees the scene he means to taste
Her wrists are bound by no more than her mind’s hold
And promises the evening won’t be chaste
She can’t mistake the scent that fills the air
A pot of melted chocolate to share
An oozing warmth spreads gently to her nipple
She feels a change as lava starts to crust
He tickles her to make the surface ripple
Then photographs the object of his lust
The gorgeous feast of pleasure’s heading lower
She giggles as she feels her naval fill
Not soon enough his tongue will follow slower
Extracting all the flavour and the thrill.
He’s paused for more to melt so he can tease
The part of her he’ll always aimed to please.
A chilling blast and both of them soon harden
The blindfold torn away so she can see
He’s sprinkled sugar flowers in the garden
That’s bloomed where he discovered ecstasy
He licks, he bites, he spreads the dark confection
She kisses him to share the special treat
And eats a way to form a new connection
It’s fattening but there’s no finer sweet!
Tomorrow she will get to choose their game
And she won’t choose a pleasure quite so tame!
Author notes
A picture on a friend’s facebook page …
English