deepundergroundpoetry.com
TASTING FORBIDDEN FRUITS
Undeterred, you thrust-thrust your way
Into my core when in the hay.
To you my body had said "Yes-s-s-s!"
The night we had was a sex-cess.
You'd stripped me to my birthday suit,
Said, "Now, we'll taste forbidden fruit!"
As you brought in a full fruit bowl
That - briefly - masked your own bared all.
You skinned an orange, pulled apart
And squeezed it over every part
I said I wanted you to lick
To turn me on - it did the trick.
You rubbed an apple on my trunk
Before we both bit out a chunk
When dangled between our faces
Till of it was left few traces.
You chomped a pear between my pair,
Nibbling within my cleavage there
As you licked its juice off my skin,
When my own juices stirred within.
To the gates of vagina's halls
You brought some improvised love balls
In the form of a clit sized grape
And lemon of nippled breast shape.
Then you excited my ardour
Inserting a peeled banana -
A foretaste of the joys complete
You would bring with your hardened meat.
You took me in every way
We could think of ere the next day;
Underneath, on top, from behind
As well as sixty-nine aligned.
Into my core when in the hay.
To you my body had said "Yes-s-s-s!"
The night we had was a sex-cess.
You'd stripped me to my birthday suit,
Said, "Now, we'll taste forbidden fruit!"
As you brought in a full fruit bowl
That - briefly - masked your own bared all.
You skinned an orange, pulled apart
And squeezed it over every part
I said I wanted you to lick
To turn me on - it did the trick.
You rubbed an apple on my trunk
Before we both bit out a chunk
When dangled between our faces
Till of it was left few traces.
You chomped a pear between my pair,
Nibbling within my cleavage there
As you licked its juice off my skin,
When my own juices stirred within.
To the gates of vagina's halls
You brought some improvised love balls
In the form of a clit sized grape
And lemon of nippled breast shape.
Then you excited my ardour
Inserting a peeled banana -
A foretaste of the joys complete
You would bring with your hardened meat.
You took me in every way
We could think of ere the next day;
Underneath, on top, from behind
As well as sixty-nine aligned.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0
reading list entries 0
comments 0
reads 2288
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.