***** Fingers;
     On sticky lips,
      a creamy delight
      to be licked
      and enjoyed

-Sensual Encore

To my surprise, you returned to my front door step for another spicy time with yours truly,

In the twinkling of an eye, you will without a doubt end up making me your **** buddy.

******* to work
My magic
Is all that I need
To stimulate
What vast men
Fail
To achieve.

You'll see, I guarantee.
I'll be Your
Addiction,
Your daily
Routine.

*** 101
by Michael R. Burch

That day the late spring heat
steamed through the windows of a Crayola-yellow schoolbus
crawling its way up the backwards slopes
of Nowheresville, North Carolina ...

Where we sat exhausted
from the day’s skulldrudgery
and the unexpected waves of muggy,
summer-like humidity ...

Giggly first graders sat two abreast
behind senior high students
sprouting their first sparse beards,
their implausible bosoms, their stranger affections ...

The most unlikely coupling―

Lambert, 18, the only college prospect
on the varsity basketball team,
the proverbial talldarkhandsome
swashbuckling cocksman, grinning ...

Beside him, Wanda, 13,
bespectacled, in her primproper attire
and pigtails, staring up at him,
fawneyed, disbelieving ...

And as the bus filled with the improbable musk of her,
as she twitched impaled on his finger
like a dead frog jarred to life by electrodes,
I knew ...

that love is a forlorn enterprise,
that I would never understand it.

Keywords/Tags: first, love, ***, lust, passion, desire, school, bus, foreplay, *******, odor, musk

Sliding ******* inside herself,   
She felt reminded of him,   
In ways she had already felt. 
Him behind her   
Feeling her behind 
While inside her;   
******* deep 
A slim reminder   
Of his deep reach 
Deep inside her.   
Meeting her body's 
Demands for a man, 
In ways only a man's
Helping hand can
Deliver her.

Your juices run down my finger.
The slim from your kiss linger.
My eager grows;
thirsty for your taste,
sweet embrace,
Go figure.
Your figure,
Controlling the pace
Of your waist
You whining,
Hips grinding,
You are trying
To hasten the pace,
But this ain't a race.