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Pull Down My Panties and…
Strange how I am looking at our picture and a sudden release of juice wets my undies
Warm liquid seems to pour from the tip of my fingers, bubbling up from my toes, my legs, my thighs
Are you feeling the way I am?
Sounds of dance music echoing in my mind with the way you looked that day all 007, Clint Eastwood in the 70’s, Michael J. Fox in the 80’s and L.L. Cool J in the 90’s
You foxy you.
Whenever you looked at me, I looked down, keeping my eyes low so that you can’t see my soul,
I don’t want you to know what I’m thinking, not yet
Because I don’t know you too well yet
And I’m Asian, I’m a prude, I went to Catholic School
And here I am undressing you with my mind
It’s wrong, I must be spanked, I must blush, I must be embarrassed,
But I’m not, for you I am bending the rules, for you I like to bend down myself,
Spank the spankers back and say no, I’m enjoying my body, leave me alone
“let me be” I tell the haters, the snyders, the sayers
I yell at them, “I bet you want it like I do!”, then I look back at you and I see…sexy… sexy like never before
If the nuns could hear me now! I shrug them off. Who cares about them. They can watch. Watch me as I do things with you and to you that will make anyone want you.
Let me touch your hair, feel its strands between my fingers and then comb them through, so I can feel you, your skin, silky
Come closer, closer
You smell good too, like milky soft warm milk with a hint of cappuccino
You smell so good, I rub up against you and let you feel my breasts, my thighs, my cheek against yours, run my fingers through your hair, sliding them on your scalp, massaging, kneading…entangling them between my fingers and then pulling, tugging
Moan for me. Let the words, “I want you” spill from your lips, blow those words to my ears, let me feel your warm sweet breath of pain and joy of anticipation
Let me feel your words slide up and down my thighs, my legs, curl my toes
I want you, get me on my knees, pull down my panties and…
“Huh?”
Oh, great, my boss is here.
“Yes, okay I’ll get back to work.”
Warm liquid seems to pour from the tip of my fingers, bubbling up from my toes, my legs, my thighs
Are you feeling the way I am?
Sounds of dance music echoing in my mind with the way you looked that day all 007, Clint Eastwood in the 70’s, Michael J. Fox in the 80’s and L.L. Cool J in the 90’s
You foxy you.
Whenever you looked at me, I looked down, keeping my eyes low so that you can’t see my soul,
I don’t want you to know what I’m thinking, not yet
Because I don’t know you too well yet
And I’m Asian, I’m a prude, I went to Catholic School
And here I am undressing you with my mind
It’s wrong, I must be spanked, I must blush, I must be embarrassed,
But I’m not, for you I am bending the rules, for you I like to bend down myself,
Spank the spankers back and say no, I’m enjoying my body, leave me alone
“let me be” I tell the haters, the snyders, the sayers
I yell at them, “I bet you want it like I do!”, then I look back at you and I see…sexy… sexy like never before
If the nuns could hear me now! I shrug them off. Who cares about them. They can watch. Watch me as I do things with you and to you that will make anyone want you.
Let me touch your hair, feel its strands between my fingers and then comb them through, so I can feel you, your skin, silky
Come closer, closer
You smell good too, like milky soft warm milk with a hint of cappuccino
You smell so good, I rub up against you and let you feel my breasts, my thighs, my cheek against yours, run my fingers through your hair, sliding them on your scalp, massaging, kneading…entangling them between my fingers and then pulling, tugging
Moan for me. Let the words, “I want you” spill from your lips, blow those words to my ears, let me feel your warm sweet breath of pain and joy of anticipation
Let me feel your words slide up and down my thighs, my legs, curl my toes
I want you, get me on my knees, pull down my panties and…
“Huh?”
Oh, great, my boss is here.
“Yes, okay I’ll get back to work.”
Published 17th Sep 2014
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17th Sep 2014 1:54pm
17th Sep 2014 2:04pm
Anonymous
17th Sep 2014 3:11pm
Welcome to DU! Really like this sexy poem. :)
17th Sep 2014 5:08pm
19th Sep 2014 8:47pm
