Petite Woman

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Love with a petite woman
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Her eyes bore a hole in my drunken skull
My chances with her were tending to null.
“I guess I’ll retreat a bit now I think!”
And I gave the barman a nod to give her a drink.


She sat at the bar with black silk on her skin.
With every guy thinking ways, of her heart to win.
My eyes up and down as I beheld her small frame.
She glanced up and down as she did the same.


The woman, so lovely, had gorgeous red hair.
Her eyes, like twin emeralds, said I just don't care.
Her breasts were a bit small, but such perfect delight,
Her big nipples so, so hard; pierced her dress but not quite.


I held out my hand, "Would you like to dance?"
She took my hand, was there a chance of romance?
I helped her down from the high barstool.
I was probably smiling like I looked like a fool.


She was five-three with stilettos quite high.
So she hung onto my six-two, and I did not ask why.
Her scent was arousal, part acrid, part sweet.
I had my hands on her ass which was not so petite.


Her lips and mine met and we kissed and we hugged.
We tripped light fantastic, almost like we were drugged.
She held me so tight, like she wanted protection.
Danced hip to hip, as she ground my erection.


I kissed her sweet lips and she just said,
"I want you right now, so please take me to bed."
Well she did not have to ask me twice.
The frisky walk to the room was so naughty and nice.


Our clothes seemed to vanish without a trace.
We beheld each other as we stood face to face.
Next thing I knew that woman did suck,
I thought she was so anxious just to get down and fuck.


I picked her up and proceeded to lick
My tongue on her clit, with my delicate flick.
Her scream took me by surprise!
She came and squeezed me with her luscious thighs.


We flipped around, gazed in my eyes.
Her legs splayed wide, I heard her sweet sighs.
She grasped my rock hard loving pole.
She lined it up with her loving hole.


Petite woman, she might just be,
But she took almost the whole of me.
She trembled as she gasped and squeezed me tight,
Her climax was complete delight.


Her eyes and mine are really locked.
I gave her all, she was not half cocked.
She came, again, again, for me.
Her shudders were such a sight to see.


Her petite form just might lack mass,
But she got on top, and gave me her ass.
Her rectum felt like it was so much tighter.
She squeezed me so hard, she was such a fighter.


We did the dirty, doggy deed.
I filled her up with my quarts of seed.
This little woman, so great in bed.
She fucked me till I was almost dead!


I awoke to find we were entwined,
With both my hands on her big behind.
Her drooling face close to my heart.
I hope that we will never part.

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 4 years ago
Love it!

Ahhh Dave this is amazing! :) Made me smile the whole way through! So glad she gave him a chance. :)

tazz317tazz317almost 4 years ago
A DREAM ON BY A BARFLY

by a figment of boozers apparition when Genie makes a wand that grants hope. TK U MLJ LV NV

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