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THE KINKY POET

Some of my erotic poetry
3 years ago. January 12, 2021 at 6:48 PM


OFFICE TEMP

Sitting at her office desk, the chair person of the board, power suits and expensive underwear is her just real reward.

She is oh so lonely, shes never had loves thrill, it's all about the deadlines or sorting out a deal.

Knock knock on the door, it's the office temp with tea, she looks up to see a man, as hot as one could be.

He places down the cup, he smiles and flicks a wink, how dare the little upstart, was what she began to think.

But she felt a quiver, deep inside her lace covered fanny, last time she felt this twitch was being canned by her old nanny

She ordered him to lock the door, come here, sit right by side, as he sat beside her his hand began to slide.

He put it on her suit covered thigh, she grabbed him on the arm, he pulled away, he placed it back, he oozed a certain charm

He put a hand behind her head he grasped a clump of hair, she tried to fight but he was strong, he pulled her with no care.

Forcing his mouth across hers, he took for his own, he pulled on to the desk, crashing went the phone.

His hands grabbed her buttoned blouse, he tore it open wide, letting him see her lace covered tits, that where heaving deep inside

He scooped a tit out from its cup, he sucked her nipple hard, it stood up to attention, now there's nothing barred

Soon she was topless, he had her at his whim, he ripped off her stockings, he's going for her quim.

With his hand on her chest she was pinned down, she struggled with her might, but he'd already won that war, she had lost this fight.

She felt his fingers enter her, rough digits pushed inside, ramming them in deeper, his hand she was forced to ride

Pushing back with every stroke, her cunt was very wet, she tried to make sure she never cum, it cant be over yet.

Then she heard her undies tear, there goes a hundred Quid, a small price for orgasm, produced by what he did.

Spreading her over the old oak desk, her cunt was his to take, my god she felt an orgasm and this one wont be fake

Raising hips to let him in, his cock was big and thick, stretching her not often used hole, she really needed dick.

He was going hard and deep, he began to pick up speed, if he was aiming for orgasm two, she knows he will succeed

Then he pulled his dick, my god she was so close, he turned over on her front, to start another dose.

But this was no pussy fuck, he's stuck it in her bum, she felt her body shake again, she knew she had cum.

He's fucking her up the arse, she thought she was in charge, but over powered by the temp, whose cock was very large

Banging her so very hard her juice run down her leg, he she asked to suck his cock, in fact he heard her beg

On her knees before him, he put it too her lips, she opened up her painted mouth and deep inside he slips

Pushing slowly down her throat, he nearly made her gag, she pulled away so she could breath, my god she's such a slag

But she didn't have much choice, he was the man in charge, he made her cum at least three time with that cock so very large.

He pushed it back right down her throat he thrust until it cum, he wiped his dick on a pinstripe cloth, I guess it means his done.

He dressed himself and left her there, all used and in a state, better drink your tea madam, before it gets to late

Looking to her very left, a cold cup sat so still, she's been taken by the temp, he took her by his will.

Ron

 

 


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