Red G-String

Red G-String

A Poem by Quilled_Penman
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Sometimes a dare can go too far.

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Red G-String

 

 

My girlfriend asks me this favour,

If I would I model her present on ,

It was bright red and kind of lacy,

Made of a cottony style of nylon.

 

I agreed to wear the skimpy cloth,

Worrying about her kinky request,

Somewhat fearful what’s to come,

She just wanted some fun I guess?

 

Exposing me because it barely hid,

The thin string running up the back,

Bashful I’d reveal such nakedness,

Cringing at that ribbon in my crack.

 

Tested my confidence with a tune,

Commence my utmost sexy dance,

Shortly her eyes widen in approval,

Timing her smile wandering glance.

 

Seriously, what have I gotten into?

I am nearly naked prancing a fool,

Showing off some muscle groups,

My strutting she thought was cool.

 

I’d revealed my robot and shimmy,

Showing my great hip-hop groove,

Enchanting her mood was exciting,

She wanted the garment removed.

 

I had not noticed what popped out,

My rhythm did not falter any beats,

She began staring curiously down,

Sexily kept dancing for my sweets.

 

She’d fist-pumped while screaming,

Then her face instantly drawn flush,

I added in some hip-thrusts moves,

Puzzle her recent deepening blush.

 

I’d gone into a wild unknown place,

No boundaries were enticing to me,

Until she points with covered mouth,

My family package exposing freely.

 

I paused then turned the heat higher,

Motion my hips circles while I posed,

I was teasing but her grapple got air,

She applauded yelling bravo, bravo!

 

I gave an impressive backside view,

My cheeks wiggle in such vibration,

She said watch you might hurt them,

Gyrating madly her frisky sensation.

 

I cannot reveal what happened next,

Gentleman’s lips are forever sealed,

But life can be a joyous playground,

Wonder if she’ll tell anyone I pealed?

 

It was the craziest time I remember,

Challenging me with a sexy honour,

It was the fantasy she was wanting,

Knowing her dance had to conquer.

 

 

May-13-2013 by Quilled_Penman©Glen King

 

© 2013 Quilled_Penman


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Quilled_Penman
Quilled_Penman

Toronto, Ontario, Canada



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Hello everyone! My name is Glen, but you can call me Hawk. I'm a poet loving what life has graciously given me. I write poetry about scenery, love, pain, and humour. I've been writing for three years .. more..

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