In Search of Buried Treasure

With all the buzz that I had heard
Of that simple subject called Sex
While using my God given aptitude
It didn’t seem that complex
When my flaccid penis went on the rise
And I pierced her womanly core
It felt so incredibly good to me
That I was blind that she needed more
I thought it was a snap at first
As I came in weak-kneed glee
And I loved the way it made me feel
While only thinking of me
Time went by and I realized
Sex was more than my desires,
And I began to find the many ways
Of fueling her sensual fires
Her sex was multifaceted
A virtual labyrinth
As I put my thoughts to work and found
Those places that made her wince
I learned that she had deep seated needs
That cried out for me to please
So I began my search for buried thrills
Through patient discoveries
At first it was a challenge
To kiss her and caress
To search for sensual switches
Just harbored in her breasts
In time I used my lips and tongue
To plumb her cloven sex
And found how much she loved me there
As I groveled in heated respect
Then twixt those petaled, musky lips
So pink and moist and sleek
The button of sensual treasures
Brought forth her delightful shrieks
Afterward we snuggled
Though truly at her request
And I found she loved it totally
So I did it at her behest
Soon I found such delightful joy
In pleasing my darling’s desires
And found that she would always comply
As I kindled her heightening fires
And as I became more capable
In my skillful titillation
When my fingertips went on the prowl
In their tours of exploration
It thrilled me so as they pleasured her
And I heard her murmurs of joy
So I felt like Little Jack Horner
I was such a good little boy
Yes it’s true this complex act
Now a journey of mutual pleasure
Is an excavation of her marvelous digs
In search of her buried treasure.