~mf # 3: Whiskey And Smoke~ Poem by Soulful One

masturbation fantasy:

There is heat between us
acknowledged
but yet unclaimed
there are barriers
that exist between
what I want
but can't have
which is you
taking me to a place
that has been visited
by imagination only
in that place
I lay stretched naked
on a bed of crumpled sheets
hands between my thighs
stroking through wetness
painted across
sensitively aroused flesh
by dreams of you
as I take the time
to pleasure myself
in my mind
you enter the room
and I hear your voice
very close to my ear
all whiskey and smoke
telling me
what a beautiful picture I make
flushed with passion
your name on my lips
your image dancing in my fantasy
startled eyes fly open
and busy fingers still
but for a moment
then you beckon me
to continue
as you take a seat
several feet away
and open yourself
to the surge of
sexual energy
flooding the room
'go ahead, I want to watch you'
you say in that voice
that inhabits my fantasies
husky as always with
whiskey and smoke
which is also
the scent and taste
I associate with you
your voice
that low timbered voice
that smoke and whiskey voice
that orchestrates my desire
with a soft command
'continue'
stroke for stroke
I continue in my quest
as I stare into
whiskey colored eyes
that turn smoky
with desire
nostrils flare
as you scent the air
that hangs heavy
with my desire
for you
and fingers rub and flex
tempted to replace mine
at their pleasuring endeavor
as the fire in my veins
races faster and
burns higher
nearing completion
my world exploding in mere moments
you are suddenly there
leaning over me
whispering in that
whiskey and smoke voice
'come for me'
and my desire finally exploding
into millions of bright lights
….I do