A story about love... making

She said, "come, take a bite from my apple and you will see, how vast this world is filled with treasures as wild as the seas."
Crushing upon my unchanted shores were waves of skepticism bound by the sensations of a naive boy.
My mouth, wet! With the seduction of her tender lips pucking upon my clear chin.. with the smell of victory just a tips distance from my nose, I swear I saw God's thumbprints on her loins.
And as she drew closer, I thought it was going to eat me! So I cowered at the edge of my crowning moment.. with chills running down my spine I.. I stood with ovation.. woodied and lost in strange happenings I've never seen before.
And so I faultered on seeing how long I was in length and in shock I cried on in strange voices on seeing a curved twist..
But later I would come to learn all about this...

see, this is not a story about love... but a story about love... making
At the most tender of moments...

She touched my lonely limb and said, "everything is going to be alright!" And suddenly I felt warm... no.. I felt hot like the sun had just kissed me where the moon don't shine.
I felt of age like fine wine as her embrace burnt through my eager skin. I could actually see my blood rushing across each vein to the nearest artery.. felt like she was feeding my boyish fantasy.
I felt her mountains suffocating the few chest hairs I had as she squeezed her selfness on me.. and each time she pressed I felt the pounding of my heart.. but not on my chest.
I felt weak on my knees as we fell on a blanket of leaves.. and as the stars watched my every move I heard the creatures of the night cheering me on.. and on...
Like a hungry beast I felt the urge to devour her as she planted kisses all over my...

I assume you already know that this is not a story about love... but a story about love... making
At it's prime..

She put her feet at the back of my head as I drew ever closer to have a bite from her proverbial apple.
Dripping from my mouth in ample was the eagerness to finally become a man.
Honesty I had no idea as to what I was doing as my oral appendage fixated all over her warm wet saline filled sensation.
Even though i was not sure what i was doing to her it felt alright as she sang in tunes never before heard to the untrained ear.
Our sweat mixed to form nectar fit for the greek gods..
If Aphroditie was near I swear she would be shaking her immortal rear for I was dancing in her thighs...

And as I said before... this is not a story about love... but a story about love... making