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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Erotica · #827589
Of all the dancing I've ever done, this is certainly the sweetest...
You and I showed up at that dance
not knowing what was in store.
I for one did not want to take this chance,
but you had always wanted more.

Not knowing what was in store
led me to the greatest adventure I've ever known.
But you had always wanted more
even when you'd left me all alone.

You led me to the greatest adventure ever known
by "accidentally" spilling your drink on my dress.
Even when you'd left me all alone,
I knew you wanted to see me in less.

By "accidentally" spilling your drink on my dress,
you watched the vodka drift down my chest.
I knew you wanted to see me in less.
Nearly everyone saw you staring at my breasts!

You watched the vodka drift down my chest.
I looked on in amusement as you licked your lips.
Nearly everyone saw you staring at my breasts,
but I knew you were more interested in my hips.

I looked on in amusement as you licked your lips,
unaware of my own stirrings below.
I knew you were more interested in my hips,
but I knew that was someplace we weren't to go.

Unaware of my own stirrings below,
I wiped my chest clean of the elixir.
I knew that was someplace we weren't to go...
well, perhaps we shouldn't right here.

I wiped my chest clean of the elixir
when you finally pulled me in an embrace.
Well, perhaps we shouldn't right here,
and I whispered "Let's find a more private place."

When you finally pulled me in an embrace,
I felt your joy in my recesses.
I whispered "Let's find a more private place."
so we could engage in the most primal of dances.

I felt your joy in my recesses,
and then I was aware of my own heat.
We could engage in the most primal of dances-
an agressive tango in the sheets.

And then I was aware of my own heat
as you unzipped my gown.
An agressive tango in the sheets!
I wanted more than to just mess around.

As you unzipped my gown,
I nearly ripped off your coat.
I wanted more than to mess around.
At your dawdling pace, I barely kept my senses afloat.

I nearly ripped off your coat,
but you had me down to the hidden black satin.
At your dawdling pace, I barely kept my senses afloat.
Now more than ever I wanted you in.

You had me down to the hidden black satin,
and I stripped you to the core.
Now more than ever I wanted you in,
and you agreed to give me so much more.

I stripped you to the core.
You did the same to me.
You agreed to give me so much more
and soon it came to be.

You did the same to me
before caressing my form.
And soon it came to be-
we'd crossed the line of norm.

Before caressing my form
and licking down to my gate,
we'd crossed the line of norm
and played cruel tricks on fate.

Licking down to my gate
and devouring the nectar,
you played cruel tricks on fate
while savoring my offerings' flavor.

Devouring the nectar
made me come awfully fast.
While you were savoring my offerings' flavor,
I begged-pleaded, even, for you to make it last.

You made me come awfully fast
before withdrawing, making me cry for you.
I begged-pleaded, even, for you to make it last.
Yet you returned in me, something I hadn't expected you to do.

Before withdrawing, making me cry for you,
I saw you preparing for the main event.
You returned in me, something I hadn't expected you to do.
In me you thrived, one hundred percent.

I saw you preparing for the main event-
feeling you in me after all these years.
Then in me you thrived one hundred percent.
Your fervent moves brought me to tears.

Feeling you in me after all these years
was a latent dream come true.
Your fervent moves brought me to tears;
I realized then that all I ever wanted was you.

Your lovemaking to me was a latent dream come true,
but I for one did not want to take this chance.
I realized then that all I ever wanted was you
when you and I showed up at that dance.



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