Hen night
You can hear people whispering behind the curtain around this great big bed, you're wondering what's going on, crazy ideas rush around your head
Then the curtains drawn back, there's people all sat quietly in a row, they're all here to watch you, they're here to watch a show
The lights go down the spot lights on, sexy music starts to play, you instantly go up on your knees and seductively start to sway
You slowly start to touch yourself, covering every inch, your nipples harden instantly, caused by a deliberate pinch
Soon your bright red basque is on the floor, soaked panties lay on the bed, they don't look like matching colours now, the wet panties look a darker shade of red
You turn away from the crowd, they hear your vibrator start to hum, then you get quite a shock, when someone strokes your bum
Instinctively you raise your hips, you feel soft fingers slide inside, you look over your shoulder to see a lady dressed up like a bride
She fingers you then licks your juice, you hear people taking pics, her experienced hands spread your lips as your throbbing clit she flicks
She calls out a girls name, they take turns to eat and fuck you right, it was the first time, you've been used as the star turn at a kinky brides hen night
THE KINKY POET
