ON THE SIDE

ON THE SIDE
You sneak up to my penthouse flat
Aware we’ll be alone
I secure the doors and windows
And disconnect the phone

I close the curtains and the blinds
The room lighting is low
We only talk in soft whispers
Your cheeks are all aglow

We both feel very nervous
We’re risking everything
But we’re now far too excited
To halt our lusty fling

I hang your coat upon the peg
Then lead you through the room
I love to see your happy smile
And smell your rich perfume

I taste the toothpaste on your breath
Your golden hair feels damp
You whisper softly in my ear
“I’d love to be your tramp”

You feel me shiver, hear me gasp
I start to go too fast
“Slow down you beast I hear you say
I like my men to last”

Your ruby lips are wet and soft
Your tongue is hard with passion
I see suspenders are your thing
I’m glad they’re back in fashion

I just love your sexy cleavage
Your denim frock rides high
As you run your hand under my shirt
I stroke your naked thigh

I caress your lovely wetness
As you reach down with your hand
I hear you moan as you detect
My rock-hard, pulsing stand

My middle finger oscillates
The rhythm feels so good
You breathe out yet another cry
As I tease under your hood

“I’m hungry for your cock, Big Boy”
You utter without blushing
“My cherry is so hot for you
Just feel my pussy flushing?”

You push me over on my back
Out jumps my springy lever
We’re both almost out of control
Possessed with shagging fever

I carry you to my soft-sprung bed
You bite my lower lip
It doesn’t exactly take much time
For both of us to strip

“I’ve got to climb aboard”, you say
Then on my dick astride
You scream the mother of all screams
As I explode inside

Your high-pitched squeal starts to subside
And becomes a deep-felt groan
“Ohhh!! Here I fucking come”, you shout
With a violent, quivering, moan