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Civil sex .

 First date dilemma
to wear short skirts or trousers
or go lacy or commando undercover

A lot would depend if we would kiss on the doorstep
at the evenings end thanking each other for a glorious evening.

Or get invited in for that "nightcap"
to end up waking in a strange bed
no clothes
and the remainder of my first dates
conquest felt in my sacred places

Short skirt came in handy I guess
remembering the way he bent me onto the table
whilst slowly revealing my bum to the table chairs
fruit bowl, cups and kitchen utensils
not forgetting the dog
who seemed to be wagging his tail in over excitement
I'm sure it was food he was after and not me !!

I gripped the table as I awaited to be taken
I would have liked my knickers to have been pulled down
seductively rather than ripped off like a wolf
Damn him He sure was hungry like one!

Would he tell if I was turned on
I'm sure he would tell
Oh love bite heaven
It's coming back to me now
my bum must be covered in them
going by the red marks all over my chest

I did wonder how big he was in the trouser department
but oh fuck!
I didn't have to wait long

God no cup of coffee first with this one
straight in one push
I thought it would never end as I let out a cry
as i felt him nudge along my clit

Oh he was a teaser
so slow as he entered and exited my body,
My flow making some well needed lubricant
for this beautiful cock invasion.

The slow didn't last long  
oh no no no,
Taking my hands behind my back
as if handcuffing me
he went to work on me with a howling cry.
fast powerful strokes,
The table to put it mildly was rocking along,
the dog had long since left the room with a bored look
as if he had seen it all before..
wait had he seen it all before?? who?
Oh fuck who cares,
god he's good at power-play.

I was taken every way possible that night,
This I remember.

I sitting on the bed looking across at my first date
laid out, Sleeping like an angel as if butter
wouldn't melt, If only his partner knew what a
dirty fucker he was.
Gay men?..  yes they are generous in the trouser dept
I can now tick that box!
Written by Lookawaynow (Rose)
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