Baby Steps...

I had my first pop.

It started with slick wet fingers
Slipping out of my comfort zone
And into my personal space.

With a long, blazing, enlightening
Conversation
With my old friend, Mary.

Oops...
I started in the middle
And slid slowly up to the start.
Skipping the best part.
On Demand!

In my heightened state
Of mind I
Selected something to soothe
My trembling center
Porn.

Halfway through,
Just when I was breaching the gap,
My cat ran across the sofa.
But before reality set in...

Two perfect pussies,
Filled my screen.
Parted thighs and silken skin
With puckering nipples on top.
Filled my mind.

Wrapped in these satin memories
I went to take a
refreshing shower
With my
detachable
massaging
shower head.

And there,
Beneath the steamy caress
Of lightly pulsing jets of water
I had my first
Little
Explosive
O
R
G
A
S
M

I had my first pop.


Like I said...
Baby Steps.

by Annette Edward