Fellatio Poem by maggie signaigo

My moist tongue flicks
Just against the tip
Tasting? …teasing?
My lips engulf him
Eye contact…pouty eyes
Submissive…wanting
Approval? …encouragement?
Farther now…deeper
He swells inside me
Capacity is reached
I retreat, then return
My saliva…his fluid
Mix and sluice
Down the shaft
Onto my hand
I look to his eyes
They roll back, then close
Pleasure…appreciation
My tongue again
Across the tip
On each exit
Down again…farther
Straining…stretching
Capacity is inadequate
A sudden retreat
Gagging…gasping
Again his eyes…
Concerned yet wanting
Needing…begging?
Imperative to continue
My lips…now shiny
I lick them…part them
Teasing? …tasting?
I accept him again
And again…and again
Until…he thrusts
Arches his back
His legs stiffen
I look to his eyes
Closed tightly
Imagining? …fantasizing?
Eruption is imminent
Animalistic…gutteral
Moans and movements
Fruition
His fluid fills my mouth
And runs down my hand
I retreat…aching
Yet we are attached still
A stubborn strand
Tethers me to him
And then snaps
As I look to his eyes