Lonely Desires

Alone at night yet wishing she wasn’t
Tired and exhausted, unable to sleep
In the darkness of the lonely night
Her mind filling with thoughts of him

Yearning for the one she loves
In the silence of her room
Beneath the covers all so warm
She would think of her beloved

Allowing her thoughts and imagination
To combine with her needs and desires
And so she would slowly begin
Her hands softly caressing her body

Wishing it were his hands upon her
Playing with her breasts, her nipples
Passions and emotions now rising
Feel his passionate lips kissing her

Hear his words whispered in her ear
Driving her needs ever stronger
Her sighs and moans of desire grew
Feeling her dampness growing within her

Her hands, his hands moved lower
Till at last they are touching her lips
Teasing her, torturing her, tantalising her
Feeling his tongue opening her lips

Licking her, drinking her growing wetness
Feeling his tongue glide between her lips
Eagerly moving ever deeper inside her
Tasting her, her sweet nector flowing

Short gasps now catching in her throat
As she pushes her body up to him
His tongue now dancing against her clit
Moving rapidly and lightly, tormenting her

Her sighs and moans now demanding
Wanting him, needing him inside her
Fingers sliding erotically between her lips
Her thumb pressed against her bud of pleasure

Thrusting against them, crying with desire
Now whispering urgently into the night
Take me! I need you! Now! Please! Now!
Feeling him entering, moving deeper

His shaft thrusting, pounding into her
Lost in his fast accelerating rhythm
Shivering, writhing with building passion
Her fingers thrust deeper and faster

Crying out his name in orgasmic joy
That feeling inside her wanting more
Fingers moved frantically inside her
Her muscles spasming, grasping him

With emotions building to a climatic pitch
Till finally in an ecstasy of volcanic discharge
Her screams of release burst loudly forth
Laying upon her bed, trying to relax

Shuddering in the aftermath of her passion
It is never the same, wishing he was here
Tears now slowly forming in her eyes
Crying out his name softly, pleadingly

Wishing he was here to hold her in his arms
To feel his arms around her, his body close
Her heart aching in her empty loneliness
Needing to hear him tell her “I love you”