Once upon a time

Once upon a time,
When storytellers spoke in rhymes,
When giants roamed and dragons flew,
Knights were bold and charming too,
Maidens all were chaste and pure,
And magic spells could curse or cure,
In this realm of thought and dreams,
Lurks the wicked fairy queen.

Jack led a rather mundane life,
Accountant, with a teacher wife,
New house, alas no children yet,
A Labrador, their only pet,
In younger days, when sun went down,
They would hang about the town,
But tonight they watched Netflix instead,
Then retired, early to bed.

Late, in the dead of night,
Jack and Kate, curled up tight,
Husband, wife, sound asleep,
A heavy slumber, dark and deep,
That night the wicked fairy came,
She made her royal, lusty claim,
While the couple slept, serene,
She bewitched them both, in their dreams.

In Jack’s ear she whispered, purred,
Aroused him with her lusty words,
His manhood grew, hard and thick,
Spurred by dreams, sinful, sick,
Up and down, he began to stroke,
Lusty fire, the queen had stoked,
Slowly first, then rapid pace,
He came mightily, about the place.

For Kate the queen delved deep inside,
To where her lusty dreams reside,
Uncovered her wanton fantasies,
Her inner harlot, had found release.
Kate’s fingers slid down to her mound,
Against her lips she gently ground,
She slipped two fingers deep inside,
And climaxed from the wild ride.

The wicked fairy queen was not done,
Their debauchery had just begun,
The queen whispered and Kate obeyed,
She rolled onto Jack without delay,
Wrapped her lips where he was limp,
Made him hard with her soft lips,
Kissed and licked and sucked his pole,
When he came she swallowed whole.

The queen gave a new command,
Her last and most debauched demand,
Kate obeyed, poised on all fours,
Jack’s hardness pressed to her back door,
He knocked once, twice, three times,
Before violating her backside,
In and out slid his huge pole,
Punishing her puckered hole.

But Kate the harlot wanted more,
Compelled as though a wanton whore,
Suddenly she flipped around,
Wrestled Jack, bore him down,
She caught Jack’s head in a vice,
Crushed between her parted thighs,
Jack trapped like he was wild game,
Kate squirting as she came and came.

The couple stirred, to morning light,
No memory of their lusty night,
Although for hours they had slept,
Both awoke completely spent,
The fairy queen had claimed her prize,
Returned to where witchcraft resides,
In this realm of thoughts and dreams,
Lurks the wicked fairy queen.