Vaginal Entry

The single greatest physical feeling....

Laying down the groundwork like foundations to my house,
just spread your legs I'll put that lower face inside my mouth,
it's called a double positive when lips are kissing lips,
my arms are stretched while doing so, my fists are gripping nips.

Let's blame it on the alcohol the weed and plus the X,
that n***a couldn't love you right my baby; f**k your ex,
The Cunning Linguist has the tools that make you have to drool,
I'm prepping for that entry like a fistfight afterschool.

The music's so hypnotic as it puts us in the mood,
I'm sopping up the gravy of your biscuits; dinner food,
you tried to wear some lingerie; I want you in the nude,
the spirits have us twisted like our arms are in our shoes.

I taste as you arrive and now my mission is to drive,
my dick grips like a stickshift and I'm clutch to get inside,
your wetness like a vest constricts the breath of you and I,
our eyes are locked like prisons as I start to move inside....

To Be Continued
©2013
The Cunning Linguist

Part 2 - Secret Window: The Chronicles Of The Hole Beneath

Author's Note

The same buddy who gave me the concept for "Plastic Cups" also gave me the concept for this piece and its sequel, "Secret Window: The Chronicles Of The Hole Beneath". Shout outs to the home Rich.