As the night falls, and the moon shines bright,
Two lovers connect in the dim moonlight.
With fingers poised and hearts ablaze,
They begin a game of desire's craze.
A man and a woman, miles apart,
Linked by technology, but one in heart.
They text each other in the late hours,
As their bodies yearn for intimate powers.
He tells her he's thinking of her luscious lips,
As he caresses his throbbing shaft with fingertips.
"I wish I could taste you, feel your tongue on me,
Licking and sucking, until I'm set free."
His hand glides up and down his rigid length,
Imagining her mouth, her suction's strength.
He groans aloud, as pleasure builds within,
Picturing her lips wrapped around his tip.
He can't hold back; his body takes control.
Waves of ecstasy, as his shaft begins to swell.
His shaft pulses, as his seed starts to flow,
Erupting in thick spurts over his hand and stomach below.
"I'm cumming, my love, I can't stop it now,
Imagining your face, as you climax with me."
She replies with a moan, as she slides her own
Over her delicate, wet folds, her passion fully shown.
Teasing and stroking, as her hips gently swirl,
Chasing the pleasure, as her body starts to split.
Her fingers circle her sensitive pearl,
Biting her lip, stifling cries of delight,
As waves of ecstasy wash over her tonight.
Pressure builds, a coiling spring about to release,
Until finally, her muscles contract in waves of sweet release.
Her whole body shudders, nerves alight, breath shaking.
A flood of ecstasy escapes, as her climax overtakes.
She cries out in bliss, vision whiting out for a moment,
Riding the intense, euphoric crest of her climactic torment.
The thought of him spilling his seed, his release so divine,
Sends tremors through her frame, her pleasure intertwined.
She writhes and convulses, as aftershocks reverberate,
Imagining his face, as they climax in shared ecstatic state.
