THE GIRL WALKED LINGERIE FREE

 

All eyes turned towards her

The girl in the black silk dress

With stockined legs, black and sheer

The girl walked lingerie free

Her unfettered breasts

Moving freely beneath the silk

Her buttocks had a rhythm

When she walked that hypnotized

Each movement of her hips

Rolled and rounded

The perfect globes

And returned them with precision,

Then moved them again

Her effortless movement

On high stiletto heels

I could only watch

In a heightened state of arousal

The effects on me

Both hypnotic and erotic

PARTY FAVOURS DECLINED

 

She looked tarty

At the party

And I got the horn

Dancing with Dawn

Which was great

It was first rate

But I wasn’t thrilled

She left me chilled

The problem lay

I should say

Not in my arousal

At the carousal

But her rejection

Of my erection

BLACK MASS

 

She slipped off her long leather coat.

Revealing just her underwear

Standing before me dressed all in black

A leather Basque, lace panties

A garter belt and stockings

And six-inch stiletto heels

I was instantly aroused

And wanted her there and then

But instead she knelt before me

At the altar of my lust

And took the sacrament

SPEAK DIRTY TO ME

 

She wears sexy underwear

And speaks dirty to me

I handle her roughly

Like a rag doll

I bend her to my will

I grope at her breasts

Toy with her nipples

My fingers first probe

Then penetrate her hot wetness

And revel in her response

Then she begs me to enter

And as I do I feel her shudder

Such burning passion

Consumes us both

As we are lost in the baseness of the act

Filthy words spill from her lips

As we exorcized our lust

Then sweet ecstasy

In the moment

Of our passions culmination

DIRTY DANCING

 

Joanne the willowy vixen

Willing and welcoming

Dancing on the pole 

Writhing and gyrating

Erotically cavorting

Like a gracile courtesan

Suppliantly performing for the clientele

Of dirty old men and drunken letches

Debasing herself for meagre reward

In seedy surroundings

Selling herself to wealthy businessmen

With her nakedness she begs

For more paper currency

She calls herself an exotic dancer

But she’s no better than the geisha

Who satisfies a Mikado’s libido

DENISE, DENISE

 

Denise was a strawberry blonde

Beautiful and bubbly

Tall and statuesque

Built for comfort

Gloriously curvaceous

Big soft and round

Amply proportioned

Everywhere that was important

Her body was like a rollercoaster

You could never tire of riding

More exhilarating than a theme park ride

And more worthy of a queue

A breathtaking experience

A quivering delight

Of erotic pleasure

FLORENCE

 

It was to be another business dinner

Another fabulous restaurant

Another expensive meal,

Or should I say “dining experience”

At someone else’s expense

This time a Paris nightspot

Of great renown

But more boring business talk

More boring company

But then quelle surprise

Out of the blue and quite unexpected

Une jeune fille

How pretty she was

La belle fille

With huge brown eyes

And long dark hair

Une petite fille

Her name was Florence

The niece of our host

Only in Paris for one night

And did we mind if she joined us?

As if we would mind

A bunch of boring business men

Or a bunch of boring business men

And a beautiful young woman

No contest to my mind,

I was besotted by this beautiful creature

When the waiter came

The American next to me

Ordered a steak, well done

“And for you monsieur?”

“I’ll take her, any way she comes”

Fortunately I only said it in my head