Bed Time (18+ poem)

Come in, come in

Don’t be shy

Said the spider to the fly

 

One step, two step

In you came

Now its time to play this game

 

Close that door

Would you my dear

Audible swallow came to ear

 

Are you afraid of what’s to come

It will be enjoyable

So much fun

 

Closer he came

The wetter I got

My hunger is insatiable

He’ll do in spot

 

Take off your cloths

Let me see what you have

Trembling hands

Oh this is bad

 

Am I the first,

Door you walked through?

With a nod

“I’ll make it good for you”

 

I was sweet

I was honey

I was everything

To get to the yummy

 

Cloths dropped

One by one

He was up

Oh my, Yumm

 

As quick as I could

As quick as I could get

He was in hand

He was in my grip

 

Drip drip drip

Little  tiny flower

Took a lick

Time to devour

 

Slip slip slip

Suck suck suck

From root to tip

He began to buck

 

Oh no not now

This is too soon

Pushed him on the bed

In this darkened room

 

Open your mouth

Suck me inside

69 is what’s on the menu tonight

 

Oh he did it so well

My head did repeat

A motion a spell

A trembling so sweet

 

I rode him hard

I rode him long

I gushed on his face

Then he sang a song

 

I swallowed it down

Quick as a wiz

Oh how creamy he was

Oh how sweet the jizz

 

Time was over

Said the spider to the fly

“When can I come back over?”

I’ll fit you in

Mid July.

( Going to try to do Fia at night on You tube. What do you think?)


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