Monday, November 9, 2009

Ecdyiast (mature*)

You perform for me each evening
And sometimes at Midday
Slowly stripping off your clothes
As your lithe body sways

You know how much I like to watch
And how it makes me feel
To watch you progress to undress
From a state of dishabille

You taunt me with your beckon
As your fingers titillate me
Toying with pearl camise buttons
That I wish that you'd set free

Your hands caress curvaceous breasts
Before you shed your satin blouse
You are my torrid Venus fly trap
In bedroom's sulty, lush hothouse

Your palms then slide a length of flank
To linger on your hips
As beading perspiration dank
Forms on my upper lip

You shrug your skirt with nylon hose
Exposing wet panties of black lace
An aromatic musk wafts to my nose
From your moist triangled space

You bend your knees and wave your tush
With arms displayed akimbo
And with tantalizing pelvic thrust
Become my boudoir bimbo

You tease me with your eyes and smile
The soft moans that you express
By this time I am so beguiled
I'm about to fail your test

You dance to music in my head
Undulating in front of me
Wearing nothing but your Secrets
Laced brassiere and silk panties

Your striptease has so enticed me
Made it too hard to resist
And I can't help it as impatiently
I rip off all the rest

You shed your clothes like inhibitions
My amateur ecdyiast
And aroused my concupiscence
As you've saved the best for last

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