(L) – This story contains strong language.
This was written as my wife slept this morning. She needed rest from a busy Pre-Christmas and busy Christmas Day. She looked so peaceful that I did not wake her, even though today was a scheduled sex day. (We have full sex every three days or so.)
We had enjoyed our “Christmas sex session” on Christmas Eve Eve and it had been a doozy with oral both ways and monster orgasms. Now it was three days later—Boxing Day. But I let my Melody sleep and wrote the following poem on my cell phone.
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Poem: Boxing Day
I want to stretch out your pussy
And fuck you so deep
But you look so peaceful
In your post holiday sleep
Your lovely eyes are closed
But I want your pussy to open up
But first I will feast
On your perfect D cups
Many years ago
You gave me your cherry
But I still get to love on
Each sexy raspberry
Each rosy raspberry
Is your nipple hard and firm
And loving on them
Makes my passion burn
So wake up dearest wife
My dick’s at full power
And I know you will first
Want a pussy-cleansing shower
Then we’ll suck ‘n we’ll lick
And use vibrators too
And while we are heavy petting
I’ll hear your soft sexy coo
You also love to
Suck on my man nips
As much as I love
To suck on your womanly tits
I’ll rub your sweet clit
Gently with my hand
And “Go inside me”
You soon will demand
But first I’ll switch boobs
To your left treasure chest
There is no doubt that I
Enjoy your ample breasts
Then into X position
We next will go
Into a pounding pussy fuck
That is fast ‘n not slow
I’ll soon fill your cunt
With my milky love cream
Then back to your titties
My mouth will focus like a beam
But first I must scoop
A bit of our cum
From your tender leaking pussy
That just gave me such sexy fun
Then I’ll rub the cum
On your nearest tit
Your nipple will taste great
And be as hard as she gets
You’ll be using your ivibe
To pleasantly buzz your clit
When your orgasm takes you
Your fire will be fully lit
More like hot plasma
Than just a chemical fire
And you shake when you come
Like an earthquake that’s dire
Then we will cuddle
Embraced by our love
And thank our Father
In Heaven above
Because He gave you to me
And gave me to you
And in some ways when we make love
It still feels kind of new
Yet we know each other
So very very well
We were best friends
Even before the wedding bells
But our familiarity
Does not breed contempt
We often love on each other
Until we’re fully spent
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Melody woke up. We laid on our sides cuddling with my head resting at the side of her waist as I ran my hand all over her shapely buns. I swear they are getting sexier!
After I read her the poem it really was too late to have a full lovemaking session. (We had family over from out of state.) But my sweet Melody complimented my poem and pulled her beautiful breasts out of her Christmas PJ top to offer me each raspberry to orally love on. I soon was erect so she moved to MY nipples as I used my male vibrating stroker on my engorged cock. I came like a train!
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