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UpSkirt Poem
My older sister’s perfect man
Sits enthroned upon the couch
Another cup of tea? Some cake?
He smiles, condescendingly
Graciously holding out his cup
For a refill, while they fuss around him
Like courtiers, basking in the warmth
Of his superior approval
I sit opposite him, the younger sister
Beneath his notice
It’s time. I shift position, casually
Uncrossing my legs. My skirt rides up
The trap is set.
His lazy, arrogant gaze circles the room
And brushes past me. And stops
He’s caught. His eyes follow the line
Of my smooth, inner thigh
Upwards, drawn in without choice
To where they fasten on the petals
Of my womanhood, made perfect by youth
And by the razor.
His hand is shaking. I move slightly,
To give him a better view.
Then I close my legs, and turn my head
To smile at him.
He thought he was superior
That it was plain for all to see
But now he’ll get an erection
Every time he thinks of me.
Ha Ha!
Sits enthroned upon the couch
Another cup of tea? Some cake?
He smiles, condescendingly
Graciously holding out his cup
For a refill, while they fuss around him
Like courtiers, basking in the warmth
Of his superior approval
I sit opposite him, the younger sister
Beneath his notice
It’s time. I shift position, casually
Uncrossing my legs. My skirt rides up
The trap is set.
His lazy, arrogant gaze circles the room
And brushes past me. And stops
He’s caught. His eyes follow the line
Of my smooth, inner thigh
Upwards, drawn in without choice
To where they fasten on the petals
Of my womanhood, made perfect by youth
And by the razor.
His hand is shaking. I move slightly,
To give him a better view.
Then I close my legs, and turn my head
To smile at him.
He thought he was superior
That it was plain for all to see
But now he’ll get an erection
Every time he thinks of me.
Ha Ha!
Published 3rd Dec 2012
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3rd Dec 2012 6:54am
3rd Dec 2012 7:25am
3rd Dec 2012 4:58pm
Excellent. You've set him up perfectly and now "own" him, or, at least his thoughts. He will never think of your sister without thinking of you and every thought of you will get him hard. I wonder how or if he will try to explain this to your sister.
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7th Dec 2012 7:33am
Ha Ha .... Yes Yes ... Temptress Emma !!!!
I like it & it definitely has THAT Erotic quality ... !!!!!
Very Clever !!!
This is particularly good IMO.
"His eyes follow the line
Of my smooth, inner thigh
Upwards, drawn in without choice
To where they fasten on the petals
Of my womanhood, made perfect by youth
And by the razor. "
Quite some imagery there madame !!!
I like it & it definitely has THAT Erotic quality ... !!!!!
Very Clever !!!
This is particularly good IMO.
"His eyes follow the line
Of my smooth, inner thigh
Upwards, drawn in without choice
To where they fasten on the petals
Of my womanhood, made perfect by youth
And by the razor. "
Quite some imagery there madame !!!
25th Apr 2013 4:29pm
