A "Quickie" Challenge for everyone!

*ladylove* said:
My "Quickie"


The height of her arousal
her cries fill the smokey mist.
Out all the way
then-"Oh fuck I missed"!

Laughter from the crowd
as she pushes me back.
I waddle to the car
holding bent dick and sack.

*grin*..quickly written, and i had to add some humor..hehehe
*ladylove*

ouch!
laugh out loud funny though..thanks

HomerPindar
 
Quickie
By Ravenloft


Passed by lustful glance.
Close the distance, then we dance.
her clawing hands upon my pants.
I have to take this chance.
No time for sweet romance.
In darkened corner, I give her my lance.
We mate quickly in many a stance.
My seed spills, no warning in advance.

So soon she had to go.
Her name I'll never know.
But the memory makes me glow.
 
ok i wrote a quickie on a quickie,,

In a moments quiet I read your story.
As always the words make me horny.
To silently masturbate, my fingers dance.
Taking a risk, but it's my only chance.

My climax builds, my fingers slide deep.
I'd imagine you watching, but you're asleep.
As the explosion comes I bite my lips.
The chair starts to creak as I gyrate my hips.


Thinking of you always does the trick
Moisture seeping in to grey fabric
I'm glad of the private office space
If I got caught, how red would be my face?
 
I don't know what happened then,, I was kicked off my isp just as i was going to post it ,, but i claim the last post hee hee hee hee
 
A Quickie

He is home for lunch,
standing at front the door.
I turn to look at him,
and walked across the floor.

He kisses me quick,
and turns me around.
My skirt flies up,
his zipper the only sound.

My stomach hits the couch,
my legs are then spread.
He enters and starts to pound,
I feel everything from his balls to his head.

I hear behind me,
harsh grunts and moans
My hand reaches down
and I add my own.

Laying down upon me,
making me feel all sweet.
He whispers in my ear,
now go make something to eat.
 
Quickie

lips locked
nipples taut
fiery lust
fingers, lips, tongue searching
sweat on the brow
whispers, moans, call to you
make me, take me
feverish moments
rise to the brink
falling, floating.....your lust mine
 
a real quickie


erotic thoughts
racing me ov' the edge of
orgasmic death
 
It's become a habit
That we slip away to act like rabbits

At a game, a bar, a political speech
You succumb when in my lustful reach

The nod, the look, the sigh, the rake
All convey the path we'll take

This must end, the madness stop
Risk after risk, then I see your top

We shall be caught, lust burns bright
We shall quit .... tomorrow night
 
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