Summer Sunday in the garden,
Basking quietly in the sun.
Red bikini’s been discarded,
Being naked is more fun.
Reading Lush tales on my laptop
With a hand upon my bush
Stroking gently at my clitty,
Feeling much too good to rush.
Breasts so bare enjoy the sunshine,
Nipples hard as cherry stones.
Let my hand caress and pinch them,
Trying to suppress my moans.
All these stories make me horny,
Reading how they love to fuck,
Or masturbate until they climax.
My turn next, with any luck.
Finger circling round my button,
Hard between my open thighs.
Flick and flutter, slipping downwards,
Reaching for the final prize.
Puffy lips so pink and sticky,
Juices leaking warm and wet,
Tingle thrilling through my body,
Holding back; I won’t come yet.
Think I’ll go and get my Lelo,
Charged and waiting in my room.
Run upstairs, my titties bouncing,
Grab it quick, back down I zoom.
Switch it on: the gentle throbbing
Fills me with a naughty thrill.
Part my lips and slide it in me
Let it lie there, humming still.
Twist it round and push it deeper,
Feel the gentle throbbing hum.
Find my g-spot (oh so lovely),
Rub my clitty with my thumb.
In and out I slide it slowly,
Up and down and round and round.
Finding all my softest places,
Deep below my pubic mound.
Close my eyes and ease my breathing
Perfect joy, so pure and deep.
Warm and naked in the sunshine
Almost makes me fall asleep.
Love the heat upon my body,
Breasts and tummy, legs and thighs.
Drifting off on clouds of pleasure:
Then I get a big surprise.
From next door I hear a rustle,
Followed by a muffled grunt.
Quickly stop my sticky probing,
Pause my naughty treasure hunt.
Is there someone in that garden,
Listening to me gasp and moan?
Do you think that someone’s seen me,
Masturbating on my own?
In the fence I spot a knot-hole,
Shaded by a mulberry tree.
Could it be that I’ve been spied on?
Something I did not foresee.
Next door lives a lad named Danny
Rather hunky, young and fit.
Bet it’s him, the dirty bugger;
Though I fancy him a bit.
Through the hole I glimpse a movement,
Blinking eye, an eager stare,
Gazing at my naked body
Lying here all tanned and bare.
Does he guess how much I love it?
Does he know I’m such a tart?
God, I’m getting hot and horny
Faster goes my beating heart.
Just a little smile I give him,
Blow a kiss and make a wave.
Show my Lelo, wet and sticky
How I love to misbehave!
Teasing him just makes me horny;
Wonder if his cock is out.
Is he wanking in the garden?
He’ll be randy too, no doubt.
Now I see the fence is moving
There’s a plank that’s going to crack.
Causing quite a lot of damage,
Hope he’s going to put that back!
Just about at waist-high level
Suddenly a hole is there.
And through the hole a cock comes poking,
Long and thick and ringed with hair.
O my goodness what a whopper,
Must be half a yard at least!
Like a massive wobbly hosepipe.
Lick my lips, here comes a feast.
Eagerly I run to touch it,
Take it in my hand and squeeze.
Kneel and flick my tongue across it,
Ready now to play and tease.
Round the knob my wet tongue flickers,
Kissing it with lips so hot:
Licking round the tender helmet,
Poking at the little slot.
Taste a little drop of precum
Squirting out onto my tongue.
Love that taste so warm and salty,
Promise now of more to come.
Then I put my mouth around it,
Hold it in my lips and suck.
Take it deep towards my tonsils,
Hoping that it won’t get stuck.
Sucking, tonguing, slurping, pumping:
Halfway down my throat it goes.
Any thicker it’ll choke me,
Ever more it swells and grows.
‘Tween my legs my pussy’s tingling.
Would he like to put it there?
Can I stretch enough to take it?
Offer up a little prayer.