Reflections of My Perceptions
ALMOST PERFECT, A FICTIONAL LUST STORY BY MARC REID
ALMOST PERFECT, A FICTIONAL LUST STORY BY MARC REID
Quite striking
She was most certainly to my liking
Her exposed flesh ridiculously appetizing
Her chest bore two plump mangoes, almost perfectly ripened
Making me think about pushing my knife in
The thought of sucking them dry a cause of much excitement
And the sight of her apple bottom, bought on more delightment
All fruits packaged in a thigh high dress, suffocatingly tightened
Thus I was breathless, it felt as though my blood had been siphoned
straight from my head to my restless python
I was overcome with the feeling, you know right when
Even the darkest of days suddenly seems to brighten
When that perfect someone sees you and starts smiling
I had ambitions of my childish fascination maturing into an eye thing
so I tried to make contact, my gaze was penetrating, slicing
but her greens were focused not on mine, rather upon my thing
which like my temperature had been uncontrollably rising
and it was at this point I thought our perfect meeting might end
But then I noticed the corners of her lips began to widen
both of us trying not to giggle, the mood suddenly lightened
Every word I said, seemed to be the right thing
she pulled me closer, and in my mind I was fantasizing
But in my thoughts she was too small for me to fit my pipe in
yet she was hot, in front of me, she began uncontrollably writhing
Her back was too the wall, and I was starting to read the writing
For now there were signs of acne on her once perfectly light skin
She told me she was ready, but my temptation I kept fighting
Her look was oh so innocent, uncertain and almost frightened
automatically she'd wanted my stick, but her shift was nail biting
she promised to drive me crazy right through to the night's end
suddenly it occurred to me 'let me see your license'
She told me she couldn't find it
'Sorry' I replied, 'no underaged driving!'
Quite striking
She was most certainly to my liking
Her exposed flesh ridiculously appetizing
Her chest bore two plump mangoes, almost perfectly ripened
Making me think about pushing my knife in
The thought of sucking them dry a cause of much excitement
And the sight of her apple bottom, bought on more delightment
All fruits packaged in a thigh high dress, suffocatingly tightened
Thus I was breathless, it felt as though my blood had been siphoned
straight from my head to my restless python
I was overcome with the feeling, you know right when
Even the darkest of days suddenly seems to brighten
When that perfect someone sees you and starts smiling
I had ambitions of my childish fascination maturing into an eye thing
so I tried to make contact, my gaze was penetrating, slicing
but her greens were focused not on mine, rather upon my thing
which like my temperature had been uncontrollably rising
and it was at this point I thought our perfect meeting might end
But then I noticed the corners of her lips began to widen
both of us trying not to giggle, the mood suddenly lightened
Every word I said, seemed to be the right thing
she pulled me closer, and in my mind I was fantasizing
But in my thoughts she was too small for me to fit my pipe in
yet she was hot, in front of me, she began uncontrollably writhing
Her back was too the wall, and I was starting to read the writing
For now there were signs of acne on her once perfectly light skin
She told me she was ready, but my temptation I kept fighting
Her look was oh so innocent, uncertain and almost frightened
automatically she'd wanted my stick, but her shift was nail biting
she promised to drive me crazy right through to the night's end
suddenly it occurred to me 'let me see your license'
She told me she couldn't find it
'Sorry' I replied, 'no underaged driving!'
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ALMOST PERFECT, A FICTIONAL LUST STORY BY MARC REID
ALMOST PERFECT, A FICTIONAL LUST STORY BY MARC REID