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Click hereGirlfriend took me to a party
'Twas pretentious, kind of arty
I exhaled a wicked cloud
Reflected, this is not our crowd
Not sure why she brought us here
Among these straights, the only queers
She made me dress up oh so naughty
Showing off most of my body
And why's there so much PDA?
Seems she really wants to play
My desire's hot and cooking
But darling; everybody's looking
We do a wet and sloppy kiss
Something no one here could miss
Got her hands all over me
People crowding 'round to see
Why's she undoing my dress?
Why's she showing off my breasts?
Publicly stripping her dolly
Guess it's good I popped a molly
Stoke your girl/girl fantasy
Making out in panties, see?
Her dirty touch, oh how it lingers
I just climaxed on her fingers
Now my body's going wild
In front of this large crowd, defiled
Now I'm stripping off her thong
Put my mouth where it belongs
Long legs draped over my shoulders
She came like a ton of boulders
I spanked her ass and slapped her tits
Blew her pussy all to bits
Like lightning in a bottle, captured
Our passion kept that crowd enraptured
Fingers; tribbing; 69
We put on a show so fine
Later, as we left the place
I just asked her, face to face
Darling, I don't mean to doubt
But what the FUCK was that about?
She said, I guess I should have told you
But then I wasn't sure how bold you
Would be when you heard this plan
If you'd refuse or understand
See, they just paid three thousand bucks
Just so they could watch us fuck
I said YOU BITCH how could you dare
But then she handed me my share
In the end, it's all okay
I'd planned to fuck her anyway
And fifteen-hundred's heaven sent
Finally paid my fucking rent
As verses go, this one's a pearl:
Reminds me of the second Earl
Of Rochester, John Wilmot. He
Wrote naughty verses, as you see,
Before he died, at 33,
From a Restoration STD.
So do take care, dear enbiji,
And thanks for these fun poems ... for free!
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Unfortunately, I can't come up with a rhyme for "octasyllabic couplets"--or I'd mention how much I like yours.
Your poems always often turn me on (first), make me laugh (second) and then make me think. That is the perfect order, thank you and well done.