| Poetry: Lust: A Rapidly Told Tale of a Date |
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It’s a quarter past ten And you’re out with a friend And you’re hitting the clubs And your favorite pubs And the more that you drink The more that you think That the boyfriend you’ve got Is not all that hot But that guy over there And you try not to stare He’s incredibly right Makes your stomach feel tight And you note his physique And your legs get all weak And you picture him nude In your bed, freshly screwed Then your friend waves goodbye The guy catches your eye And your heart skips a beat And your life is complete ‘Cause he’s saying hello And he’s cute head to toe And you glance at his hand And there’s no wedding band And he’s sick of the crowd Which is getting too loud And you feel the same And your cheeks are aflame ‘Cause you think he suspects That you want to have sex Which, of course, is the case So you drive to your place And you hear a loud snore When you walk in the door It’s your boyfriend, he’s there He’s passed out in a chair And you cringe at the site But he’s out for the night Or so you presume As you head for your room Momentary suspense A last chance for pretense Then at last your lips meet And you’re feeling the heat Of his body ‘gainst yours His hard kiss underscores What you’re feeling below As his cock starts to grow And you grind it a bit ‘Til he begs you to quit Then he lifts off your dress And he’s murmuring yes And you’re standing there bare Almost no pubic hair And you give him a twirl Like a nude cover girl Then fall back on the bed With your legs slightly spread And he strips off his clothes All his assets exposed Then he grips his prick tight In the pale moonlight And he strokes it real slow Just to give you a show And he straddles your thighs And you reach for the prize Slide it in by degrees A most pleasurable squeeze And you’re grabbing his ass And his balls swing like brass And your hips start to buck In response to the fuck And you’re filled with his meat And the friction is sweet Thrusting fast, thrusting slow Then you let yourself go And before you can stop You’ve gone over the top And your whole body quakes And it shivers and shakes And your heart’s pounding fast ‘Til the orgasm’s passed Then his cock’s in your fist And you just can’t resist You go down on your knees You’re so ready to please And you do that one trick Where you flick and you lick Then you swallow him whole And he loses control Which you hope represents A recurring event Then your boyfriend walks in You’ve got cum on your chin And it’s moments like these That you feel time freeze So you ask where he’s been With a small naughty grin ‘Cause you know he respects That you love to have sex But now what happens next? So now what happens next? |
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very good