the big toe

this is for a contest....

 i knew he was a dork, the first time i saw him

eyeing me with those large eyes, a newport pursed in his lips

 

it was in the parking lot of B.J.'s seafood dinner 

when he grabbed me in his hands, kissing me slowly

and passionately

unable to contain himself, he ran his hands down my back, up my sides

unzipping his pants a little in the front, i gave him a little hand job

something to moisten his hunger for later

i could feel the length and strength of his sword in my hand

the pulsating heat from the hardened organ in my fist

pumping faster, he gripped me tight

i stopped

'i'll finish you later' i whispered

he was sweating from both his heads to his big toe

 

i knew he noticed the fish net stockings i was wearing, 

with my high heels too

my mini skirt

and tight shirt

i knew he was still hard from the view

 

after dinner, we ventured through the park

stopping on a park bench to look at the stars

his hand on my neck

he tilted me back

kissing me roughly

not pulling back

entwined in each other

the passion set us aflame

 

pushing back, i said 'not here, not yet'

we walked a little longer, arriving at my apartment complex

up to my floor, and through the door

standing in the kitchen, he pushed me over forward

rubbing himself on my exposed fishnet rear

i moaned, as i gripped the upper part of the chair in front of me

'not yet my pet,' he said through gritted teeth in my ear

so we moved to the sofa, noticing my room mate was not home

'let go to her room' i whispered

as he picked me up, kissing me and holding me tight was we walked

slammed into the hallway wall

then the door

then onto my best friends bed we fell

undressing me

from my waist to my feet

naked i sat there

watching him swell

as he dropped his pants, stepping out of them with speed

he lowered himself on me

kissing me everywhere

from head to toe

the size of him swelled inside of me

unable to see, i thrust myself against him

opening myself wide for him

remembering the enchanting passion we had that one time on the hotel balcony

for hours it seemed it would never end

the passion between us

the heat we emitted from within

the strength between us

the sounds we let loose

 

a while later

laying naked and hot on her bed

watching the ceiling fan spin slow

stroking the hair on his chest

slowly drifting into sleep 

time to rest

i dreamed of buildings

hopping from roof to roof

taking him with me

to see where to do it

the best spot

we landed on an office building named 'mott's' 

 

with anger pulsing through my veins

i tore his clothing from him

no mercy today

i tore off my dress

and tossed him to the ground

my fetish with him was astounding

needing him in me was astonishing

pulling his hardened item inside my nitch

i moved slowly

then faster with him

'no mercy to night' i screamed to myself

then set loose

the beast within

we moved as if one

thrusting again and again

loosing control

 

 

i woke up

sweat pouring from ever pore

heaving gasps of breath

so was he

was it just a dream?

my imagination?

which ever it was

i can't wait to do it again

 

Author's Note

these were the confinds for the contest
Details
This contest is for poetry only! Yes it is a story but a poem story where you tell an tale within the confinds of poetry. Any format of poetry is accepted as long as you tell a story in it.

Restrictions: You have to use the idea's and words from the two lists below. The first list you must use at least two of the words in your story and in the second list you must set you story up in at least on the areas described. Example "Park Bench" your story must take place in the park on a bench.

List A: use at least 2 words or more from this list, the more words you use the higher your poem wirll rate.

dork
hand job
newport
fish net
ceiling fan
sword
big toe

List B: Poem must take place in at least one of these scenes below. The more scenes you can use the higher your poem will be rated.

Parking Lott
Kitchen
Park Bench
Hotel Balcony
Best Friends Bed
Office Building

one last restriction: Your poem story must also fall in one of these concepts. You can use as many as you want. Just make sure your poem is about one of the concepts below.

1. Love
2. Sex
3. Fetish
4. Anger
5. Political

Reviews

[Rambling Prose]

Again, another excellent piece! You attention to detail is phenomenal!

I felt every pulse...