Playground Pleasure

A blanket of darkness covers the sky
The air bites at my scantily clad flesh
The concrete hits my bare feet
As I make my way to the playground
I slide my boots back on
As I enter the valley of the wood chips
I crawl across the miniature bridge
You are right behind me
I stop at the entrance to the slide
Your head runs directly into my firm bottom
You begin to grab my hips
But I turn away
I grab the bar above the slide
And pull myself up slightly
Spreading my legs as far as they will go
My forefinger traces the beginning of my womanhood
Your eyes bulge out in shock
You fall victim to your desire, as well as to your knees
I grab your head and draw you in
The wetness drips from my lips
Onto your tongue
You lick me in a maniacal frenzy
My whole body quivers as I explode
And yet you won't allow me the pleasure
Of returning the favor