Day and Night

By day she is a stuck up maiden
prim and proper
by night she is my concubine
loose as a goose
by day she just might punch
your lights out
if you talk nasty to her face
by night she sighs
all the louder, gets even wetter
when I whisper
dirty four letter words in her ear
beneath the covers
by day she’ll bust your balls gladly
if you get in her way
at night her tongue harasses mine
makes me rock hard
by day she says what’s on her mind
will set ya straight
by night she’s much too busy sighing
moaning and crying
out to articulate any word but yes
except to keep on
begging me to rock her little world
from dust till dawn
by day she is my lovely lady friend
while after nightfall
her clothes fall off on my command

Passed Around

She was the curvaceous baby sister
of my aunt’s best friend
a voluptuous nineteen year old whore
whose forbidden desire
twas getting knocked up by her sisters
twenty-one year old lover
who was being handed down and passed
around by those unfaithful
ho’s behind the backs of their husbands
on the backseat of my car
she unbuttoned her see through blouse
unclasped the lacy cups of
her bra pulled em both apart and willingly
pulled up her skirt then took
off the pair of panties she was wearing
between her luscious thighs
she invited this sky blue eyed two legged
brown haired dear hunter
to slither and make himself comfortable
upon the luscious plains
of her washboard stomach and abdomen
atop the mountain ranges
of the honeydew melons of her milk jugs
wrapped her arms and legs
tightly about my bow flex crafted body
then proceeded to give me
one of the best rides of my lethargic life

A Watershed Event

For as long as he could remember the brown haired and sky blue eyed aspiring poet had been different then most boys his age. Even as a child Adonis had always been able to get whatever it was  he wanted from whomever it was that he wanted it from especially if it were a woman. No matter what it was that he wanted from some special favor like a toy or a piece of candy before dinner. To being left alone by the bullies that attended the various schools he was forced to attend during his formative years. Irregardless of who it was that he wanted it from having learned from an early age that as long as he could get the individual in question. To gaze deeply for just a moment or two into the seemingly bottomless depths of the liquid pools of his intense sky blue eyes it was but a simple matter to manipulate her into giving him what he wanted by subverting the command center of her will.

But is wasn’t until Adonis came home from college for a visit that he began to realize the full potential of his power over the minds and bodies of the individual members of the sisterhood. Only to discover that his parents had volunteered to host an international exchange student from Ireland in his absence. Of course once Adonis got a good look at the red haired and well stacked nineteen year old filly from the land of shamrocks, four leaf clovers and leprechauns he didn’t mind having Breanna around the house. Though the brown haired and sky blue eyed aspiring poet was discreet enough not to stare at Breanna’s melon sized breasts and was extremely careful to act the perfect gentleman around his parents.

Still it wasn’t until a few days later while his parents labored away at his father’s office that Adonis quite unexpectedly got to have his way with the full bosomed Irish lass. When he decided to go for a swim in his parents swimming pool during the early afternoon unaware that Breanna was already splashing around in the clear sparkling water wearing nothing but a white tank top and pair of green string bikini bottoms. Entering the changing room from the house Adonis took off his clothes and put on his Speedo swimming trunks rather pleased with the way the thin fabric of his swimming suit left nothing to the imagination in regards to the bulge of his manhood.

Only to come face to face with Breanna a moment later who just entered the changing room completely unaware that she was about to come face to face with the well hung son of her hosts. Caught by surprise and brought up short by the unexpected presence of the other for a long moment Adonis and Breanna just stood there admiring each others well developed bodies. Which in Breanna’s case was the nearly transparent and soaking wet white tank top that allowed Adonis to get a good look at the melon sized orbs of her breasts and the cherries of her nipples poking through the ultra thin fabric. While in Adonis case it was his bow flex muscular physique along with the bulge of his manhood that made Breanna blush even as she found herself being turned on by the sight of his well developed body.

Finely after drinking in the forbidden curves of each others body  both Breanna and Adonis looked up at the same time to find themselves helplessly falling into liquid pools of each others eyes as their gazes locked together. One moment the brown haired and sky blue eyed aspiring poet and the red haired and full bosomed Irish lass were gazing into each others eyes. Only to find themselves in each others arms the very next moment after they’d pulled off their respective swimming wear and discarded in onto the concrete floor of the changing room. Nor did Breanna resist as Adonis picked her up off the floor and carried her over to th nearby bench on top of which he laid the Irish lass and mounted on top of her body. Eagerly slipping between the international foreign exchange students clean shaven and silky smooth thighs who responded by tightly wrapping all four of her well toned limbs about Adonis’ neck and waist.

For quite some time Breanna lay beneath Adonis with the mountains of her melon sized breasts and hardened tips of her nipples  poking pressing up against the aspiring poets chest. As they there on top of the bench making out with each like there’d be no tomorrow until at last Adonis reached down between his legs. Where the fingers of his right hand curled around the swollen shaft of his manhood and guided the tip of his little head up against the oval opening of the flower of the foreign exchange students womanhood. Who could help but cry out in ecstasy when at last the red haired Irish lass felt the honeypot of her wetness spread open. When with one powerful and unrelenting downward thrust of his hips the brown haired and sky blue eyed aspiring poet sank the entire length of his rock hard and throbbing male sexual organ. Upwards into the welcoming warmth of the velvety sheath of the mine shaft of Breanna’s hot wet pussy for first and definitely not the last time.

Again and again Adonis thrust the entire length of his male sexual organ as far as it would reach into Breanna’s love canal. Even as the sounds of his grunts of exertion along with her moans, sighs and cries of sexual ecstasy mingled together. Then echoed all around the aspiring poet and his latest sexual conquest as they bounced off the four walls of the changing room. As the red haired Irish lass and the oldest son of her hosts continued to bang the ever living daylights out of each other until at last with a shutter and a shout of victory Adonis couldn’t help but cut loose. Even as Breanna cried out when she felt the aspiring poet’s throbbing manhood leap for joy within the warm confines of her hot and wet pussy. As the warmth of Adonis’s seed spurting up against Breanna’s cervix set off a sympatric response within her loins so that Adonis and the full bosomed international foreign exchange student came together as one.

Unwilling to stop Adonis kept banging away at Breanna who had no other choice but to hoot and holler as she lay writhing in ecstasy beneath the oldest son of her American hosts. Until at last the brown haired and sky blue eyed aspiring poet grew too tied to keep riding Breanna as she came again and again.  Yet the two legged dear hunter vowed to himself that this wouldn’t be the last time that he’d avail himself of the luscious curves of the red haired Irish lass. As Adonis collapsed on top of the naked body of the full bosomed international foreign exchange student utterly exhausted but no where near to being sated or even close to getting enough of Breanna’s forbidden love.

My Best Friends Daughter

It was on a night dark and cold
a mid winters eve not all that long ago
when the raven haired daughter
of my soon to be ex best of friends
quietly came into the bedroom
where I lay beneath the blankets
tossing and turning unable to sleep
as the moon hid behind the clouds
snow flurries danced like fairies
upon the currents of the gentle wind
lightly dusting the rooftops
of the homes within our sleepy town
like white frosting on a wedding cake
the curvaceous daughter of the
best friend that I’ve ever had or known
took off her nightgown made of cotton
then slipped beneath the blankets
where I lay waiting for her appearance
slid into my arms and kissed my lips
made love to me till the break of dawn
became a woman in my arms that night
while my best friend and his wife
lay asleep in each others arms
never once suspecting upon awakening
that their nineteen year old daughter
who came to me as a virginal maid
returned to her sleeping chamber
a woman of experience at dawns light
a mother to be nine months later
now the raven haired curvaceous daughter
of my now ex best friend and wife
lies beside me her belly heavy with child
her father is now my father in law
a proud grandpa he is very soon to be

An Older Woman

Between the clean sheets of my bed
my raven haired and curvaceous lover
within my arms she lay just as naked
as the day upon which she was born
our lips locked together in a kiss
passionately and intensely intimate
while the tips of her swollen nipples
brushed lightly against my chest
the melon sized orbs of her breasts
still so ripe, firm and luscious
in spite of her being not as young
as she was not too many years ago
though just a bit long in the tooth
the mountains of her massive tits
filled the palms of my hands
till her flesh overflowed my fingers
about my willing body she wrapped
the limbs of her arms and legs
as between her clean shaven thighs
my powerful hips did settle
her sighs, moans and delighted cries
of sexual ecstacy filled my ears
when the entire length of my shaft
the hardness of my masculinity
my rock hard and oh so throbbing cock
slid upwards into the velvety glove
of my slightly older lover’s femininity
locked together in our embrace of love
where beneath the sheets of my bed
we eagerly rocked each others world
made love till the break of dawn
holding back for as long as possible
till the birth of a brand new day
sprang upon us both through the slit
of my still open bedroom window
then as the cool breeze upon us blew
at last in a rush we came together

Blueberry Hill

I found my thrill on top
of ole blueberry hill
between the silky thighs
of a nineteen year old girl
oh how she made me feel
like the man I used to be
when in her arms I lay
forgot all my troubles
my cares melted away
when my throbbing lance
slipped inside the depths
of her hot and wet pussy
like a much younger man
Rachel made me feel
on that hot summer day
when we mated on top
of ole Blueberry hill

Dream Girl

There is a rather lovely girl
who sings with the voice of an angel
though she dresses like a whore
with luscious tits and a tight little ass
her curves look great in a tiny black dress

By day she dances to music upon a stage
before an audience of randy bozo’s
making em hard with the desire to bed her
fleecing em of their hard earned money
for a glimpse of her body is all they’ll get

While at night on long, slender and sexy legs
she waltzes into my dreams
intentionally makes my lance hard as a rock
drives me wild and thrills my soul
just by talking off her itsy bitsy black dress

Into her arms she takes me for a wild ride
above the clouds of erotic delights
with her curves she makes me glad all over
that she is the woman of my dreams
a man I was born and man I’ll always be