KISS AND TELL - ALMOST!
I had a sexual encounter
With a man who was quite a mounter;
He was my rider and I his horse
Through the whole journey of intercourse,
His power the aphrodisiac
That had me easily on my back.
For the next few days I felt quite warm,
So sensuously did he perform!
To ends of the earth with him I’d walk,
So seductive was his pillow talk.
(When you are engaging in a fling,
Love’s the Pretender to Lust the King.)
He made me feel more than a princess
Under his kiss and thorough caress.
My resistance melted to his touch,
Till we were eagerly crutch-to-crutch.
While one-on-one our bodies tilted,
His upright manhood never wilted.
He could ‘do’ as well as he can speak,
To bring my being to passion’s peak,
Praising my bare beauty to the heights,
Between giving my flesh playful bites.
In that room I could have spent all day
Just being made love to in his way,
Though we were this close but an hour
Before parting after a shower.
Did I fear I’d have a “little one”?
Oh no! He had put a condom on!
Of his ID I shall stay discreet,
For this man is well-known in the street.
The memory has a magic spell
I don’t want to break by ‘kiss and tell’.
It would hurt his folks, and work by day,
If I revealed that he’d PLAYED AWAY!