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The Elevator (A prequel)

It is new years and I am little drunk  
This office party at work is going great  
And she, she is here as well, the life of the party  
The most sexy girl in the room,won't take any bait  
 
Normally in a dress suit, or skirt  
A skirt a lot longer then the one she's wearing  
All white, short skirt and strappless top  
Several times I've caught a glimpse of her red panties  
Making me a little stiff with revealing  
 
The party has almost reached its end and so have I  
Full of drinks, desire, and deviled eggs  
All I want I to do is go home and sleep it off  
Walking into the elevator I see her as she stands against the wall  
 
Walking in, no longer nervous due to the alcohol in my system  
"Have fun tonight?"  
   "Yea, it was real nice, I had a great time"  
"Hell yea, I seen you a couple times, you can handle your own with drinks"  
 
   "Thank you, I was raised with 4 brothers and only my dad"  
"Oh boy, guess I mine as well not say what I was going to."  
"Might get them big brothers of yours on me"  
   "No, it's ok, I can handle my self, what were you gonna say"  
 
"I've never seen someone so beautiful and sexy show guys up in drinking,"  
"Not to mention ever since you started working here I've had a desire towards you"  
   "Oh, is that it? I've seen the way you look at me at work"  
   "I'm always teasing you because I see the things you wanna do to me in your eyes."  
 
"Oh Wow..."  
   "Yea, so what are you waiting for? we're finally alone"  
Walking over to her, planting my lips upon hers  
So succulent and full, soft as anything I ever touched  
 
Thanking God she wore a skirt I slid my hand up her skirt  
Pressing the elevator stop button with my other  
Her pussy wet, the warm moisture sliding down my index  
A drunken one night stand I knew I had to cherish  
 
Fingering her, and hitting stop  
A task not easy when your throbbing dick needs to be released  
Making out, fingering in this work elevator  
Something this taboo drove our libidos higher  
Tugging at her red underwear till they fell to her ankles  
 
Her hands pulling on my zipper  
Frantically trying to get to him  
She wanted me, she needed my dick  
And tonight I would give it to her  
 
Once free from my underwear barrier  
Her wet spot was penetrated with a nice thrust  
I can see in her face she felt the force and pleasure  
Of my rod plunging deep, balls deep I probably tickled her stomach  
 
After thrust one, her clenched arms released my shoulders  
I slowly pulled out, leaving only my head inside of her  
Then, PLUNGE, speeding again to the back oh her tight abyss  
Again, pulling out slowly, but going in deeper faster  
 
Speeding up the rhythm of my powerful and hard lunges  
Eighty Percent out, then one-hundred in  
Her hands clenching my shirts, pussy tightening  
I knew it was coming, perfect since I haven't hit the stop button in minutes  
 
My balls smacking her taint, her juices sliding down my sack  
Moan, then groan, then scream, her body spasming in orgasmic delight  
Holding me tight, I feel her cum trying to push me  
Pushing against it makes the perfect sensations  
 
Whispering, "Please, I can't take no more" body panting  
I finish off with several more thrust, before I feel the tingling  
The tingling of my orgasmic ejaculation being released  
As I thrust deep inside her, I can feel my shaft as it softens  
 
Releasing each other, dressing again before the elevator bell rings  
Her hair is wild, and so is mine, sweat gleamng off her shoulders  
As the door opens she walks out, pulls down the rest of her skirt  
Walking out she looks back at me with a grin, "Enjoy, see you at the next party"  
 
Her red underwear hang on the railing, with the stain of her nectar  
Picking them up, absorbing her scent, it making me stiff already  
At the next Party I'll have a drink of her sweet devils liqour  
Time to go home, man I can't wait until the next office party
Written by lashawnscott92 (Visual Lyricist)
Published | Edited 11th Feb 2013
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