Walking through
The woods at night
My friend and I
Came across a
House.
We decided to look around,
Being bored -
The front door was
Open
Inside was a mess
Doorways led to one room after
The other.
We wondered what could
Have happened to the people....
Where did they go?
Their stuff was still there.
And very interesting taste
They had indeed.
Now, we were less scared
And more intrigued.
By the color of the accent wall
In the bedroom
The exotic sheets
And unique erotic
statues
Less afraid,
We crept down
The stairs to the basement
Which was finished
To our relief
And to our
Surprise, there was
A sex swing right in the
Middle
In fact, the basement
Was more like a
Sex dungeon
Now, I’m not one
To play with others’ toys, but I
Never tried a sex swing
Nevertheless, we
Were both getting horny
So he started taking off his
Pants and I could already
See his huge boner
Would spring up
I was getting
hard myself,
And seeing that, I couldn’t
Resist him any longer
I pushed my lips into his
And grabbed his pecker
My tongue searched like it
Was dumb in a dark room,
Fumbling for a light switch
He set the flashlight
On a shelf
Next to studs and spikes
And he slowly
Laid me down
His shirt draped
Off him as he
Wiggled his pants
Down a little
More
And I inched out
Of mine
Feeling his cold
Body pressed against
Me felt Sublime!
All the while
Though
I was chilly -
And I’d say a little
Uncomfortable in the setting.
Everything creaked
It sounded like
Someone or something was upstairs
Then it distinctly sounded like
Someone wearing high heels
Was upstairs
Before long, we
Couldn’t resist trying the sex swing
We both kept looking
At it
He hoisted me up
And the thing creaked loudly
And dust fell,
But it supported me
The flashlight now on his
Face, his tongue came down
To lick me
I could hear a loud
Thud!
Again and Again!
Was it us?
Instead of a door,
It sounded more like
A bed
The post hitting the
Wall
I told him to slow
Down - it wasn’t us.
But that didn’t stop him -
He was so focused
And I, of course, could
Tell, being drawn in more
And, anyway, if a
Ghost was around,
They wouldn’t kill us
Because of the show
We were putting
On
I wanted his
Ecto-
Plasm!!
It wasn’t until
One loud bang
That we jumped
And I nearly
Fell out of the
Swing
We looked at each other
and sprang to our feet
Hardly clothed,
We ran out the door.
