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by Jamezzzz
less me father for I have sinned
It has been more than thirty years since my last confession.....
I have coveted another mans wife father...
I heard the longing in her sweet voice
And she heard my longing ...
I saw the desire in her radiant eyes
And she saw my desire ...
I felt her wonderful feminine touch
And she felt my touch...
I felt her hunger as our lips pressed together
And she felt my hunger...
Ah but Father I do the description of this sin injustice
As there is sooo much more ...
The first time our tongues met
It was as if they were not strangers
But friends...that had been separated for far too long
Having missed what had be gone... but not forgotten
Their tongues danced with joy celebrating their union
Delighting at the discovery of their perfect fit
Lost in their moment, like two young lovers at the school dance
She cooed softly as my lips traveled the soft warm flesh of her neck
And her body shuddered in response to the light nip of my teeth
Our desire for each other evident
In the tingling jolts of electricity that traveled to our groins
The feathery touch of her hand traveling the length of my arm
Was further encouragement ...
As my lips brushed her heaving chest, impatient to suckle her sweet full
breasts
My hands played over her beautiful feminine body
As my lips and tongue found her breasts
Her small hard nipples
Lost in the discovery of her exquisite body
My tongue traveled down her satiny stomach
Reveling at the contrast of her soft skin against my face
My eyes burned into her flesh
Etching her sweet image into my mind
She squirmed beneath me
As my lips brushed her wet sex
And kissed the flesh of her inner thighs
Sooo, sooo soft and sweet
My hands traversed down her smooth shapely legs
I was a blind man, thirsting for knowledge
Reading her body with my fingertips
Desperately hungry to learn more
But Father I tell you this with no ill respect
I have drunk the holiest of water
The sweetest of blessed wine from the honeyed fount of this woman
My tongue lapping at her pleasures
Drinking her in to the depths of my soul
Suffocating with desire
And Father tell me I have not wronged
To feel so deeply as one
To feel her warmness envelope me as I entered her
To feel so totally and utterly joined
For if I have wronged...I'm surely a lost soul
Ohhh Father, please, please tell me I was in heaven
If only for a fleeting moment
Tell me it is so
For if I'm a sinner father, then so be it
For the scent and taste of sweet honey from her sex
The throaty moans of ecstasy which emanated from her sweet lips
For the tremors and shudders which made us one
I would be a sinner a thousand times over
Again and again
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