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Fifty-five Years Ago

Fifty-five years ago
Little then did I know
I would be looking back to that night
When a bet that I made
Would have me get laid
By a girl who brought hard-ons on sight

Working at KSC
All my buddies and me
Wondered how she'd be to mate
Her clothes fit her fine
Yet we all drew the line
Would not ask her out on a date

Everything went that way
Until early one day
Just after she passed by our door
A friend looked at me
Here's ten dollars let's see
 If you'll ask her out and then score

I was single and free
And she looked good to me
Give me that ten for good luck
And on the first date
I will make it my fate
At the end, take her home for a fuck

I then walked down the hall
Was the Spring, not the Fall
Found her and asked for a date
She said, “that would be nice
You don't have to ask twice”
All day, one day, will be great!

We started out on the beach
I could see her hot peach
Barely covered with her small bikini
Her nipples looked nice
Through her top they were spice
She looked and saw my hardened weenie

She smiled a big smile
We laid there awhile
Soaking the rays of the sun
Her stomach so flat
Not one ounce of fat
Her mound was exposed for the fun

I could look down her front
And could see her bare cunt
Her hips held her kini away
I oiled her skin
Snuck a finger right in
And felt she was wet for the play

The sun was so hot
As I fingered her slot
She reached over and felt of my dick
Were lots of peeps on the beach
As I fondled her peach
The police may be coming and quick

So I said, we must go
And we musn't be slow
Would not want to go to the jail
We will go to my place
Where you can sit on my face
And I'll have a nice piece of your tail

She orgasmed a bit
Just before I could quit
Her white bikini bottom was wet
We shook the blanket of sand
And as we left that beach land
I knew I was winning the bet

We got in my Mach One
She reached over for fun
As I began driving away
She took my cock out
There was never a doubt
There was a blow job on the way

She licked on the tip
And I fondled her nip
I was weaving across lane to lane
I lifted her from lap
Before she brought on my sap
“I hate it but we must refrain”

“I would not want wreck
And break that beautiful neck
Before we can fuck as a pair
I want my hard prick
In your pussy that's slick
And not with the wheels in the air

Then with much haste
No time did we waste
To get to my humble abode
We got out and went in
So we could begin
The sex that would end with my load

Her bikini came free
And my suit off of me
We were naked as we closed the door
We kissed a French kiss
And within her abyss
I fucked her right there on the floor

I was deep in her crack
She was fucking me back
Her hips were rotating on me
As I drove in and out
I kept hearing her shout
“That's how hoped it would be”

“But this floor is hard wood
And although this good
I'd like to go finish in bed
Maybe you'll eat my cunt
While I suck on your blunt
Then we'll finish up as I said”

All she said made such sense
Before I swung for the fence
I wanted  taste of her clit
Lick from her ass to her hole
As she sucked on my pole
And then we would fuck the last bit

It all turned out well
Her clit tasted swell
She flowed once or twice to the sheet
Her mouth took my cock
Her chin, was my dock
I held back the cum from my meat

When the dinner was done
We turned and for fun
Joined our hot loins there together
She was tight, I was thick
She was milking my prick
I was the rope, she my tether

I worked out in her slot
When I gave her my shot
I felt her hot cum on my rod
She squeezed all that could be
“You sure satisfied me!”
She said, as she gave me the nod

That was our only date
She was part of my fate
That is found elsewhere in my rhymes
Fifty-five years ago
That's how memories flow
Back from those days and those times
Written by eightmore
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Author's Note
I look back on this satisfactorily. I hope she does also.
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