Naked, scared, she had nowhere to hide,
And yet hot and wet, trembling inside.
She lay down, bit her lip,
And she let in the tip.
Then she sort of, well, just let things slide!
Tag: naked
Ingratitude
Since he’d bought her a fur coat and bling,
(But had not, of course, bought her a ring,)
She was grateful and gee!
It just seemed fair that she
Should get naked and do the right thing!
Peeping Tom
Naked, sprawled she lay blissfully sleeping;
He crouched at the door, panting, peeping,
His cock in his hand,
But would she understand
That his love for her brought him there, creeping?
Penitent
Naked, trembling, when told to, she knelt,
Drunken on the emotions she felt;
Fear, pride, guilt and joy;
Would tonight he employ
His bare hand or the cane or the belt?
Waking
He woke naked, confused, in her room,
Breathing deep of her musky perfume,
His arm over her chest,
His lips closed on one breast,
And his sperm swimming up through her womb.
Chivalry
The fair damsel cried out in distress.
She was naked… Ah, but I digress!
The knight rode to her aid,
Firm of flesh, swift of blade!
Dragon slain, they rode off. She said “Yes!
Sweater
Her breasts fought like two cats in her sweater,
No brassiere, either, to fetter
His naked delight:
It was thin, it was tight,
God! If only her sweater were wetter!
Ground to a halt
Naked, sweating, they grapple and wrestle;
Loins grind like a mortar and pestle,
Hearts pound in their chests,
Hot sweat drips from her breasts,
Where, exhausted and spent, he’ll soon nestle.
Putty in his hands
She stood naked, midst clay flakes and dust,
A fixed smile on her face, and nonplussed,
As she suffered the chill
And vicarious thrill
Of the sculptor’s cold hands on her bust.
The actress
“I’m an actress!” she cried from her heart.
“When I’m naked, my legs wide apart,
Cocks in this and that hole,
I’m just living the role!
It’s not porn, it’s romantic! It’s art!”