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Monday, 19 September 2011

X-Rate Poke

How many times have we been told to be careful when faced with appealing strangers??! But we never listen. Never ever! Vichwa ngumu kama nyundo!


Lad: I am the one you have been looking for and I am sure that you are the one too.

Lass: What makes you think that you are the one for me?

Lad: We have a deep and rare connection.

Lass: How come I can’t feel it?

Lad: You don’t have to feel it. I will show you instead.

Lass: Show me.

Lad: Drop your skirt as I drop my pants.

Lass: And then…….. What?

Lad: We’ll play a game.

Lass: What game?

Lad: PEEKIE, PEEKIE, POOKIE! I will peek, then poke and prod with my instrument

Lass: ` Oooh…but that is such a juvenile game!

Lad: How do you mean?

Lass: Simple. It would mean that you are the school master and I am the sweet, naïve, little kindergarten baby! That is entirely PG 13…considering that I am not that innocent.

Lad: oh?

Lass: How about an explicit scandalous poking game?

Lad: How explicit?

Lass: Can’t tell but I could show.

Lad: No, do tell. Pretty ‘cherry on top of your warm black forest’ please?

Lass: Ok. How much do you want me?

Lad: Oh babe. I want you so, so much. And it’s not just YOU that I want. I want your perky bosom, those hard tits, your double melon bum…so eager to be grabbed…, your thighs and the ‘cherry on top warm black forest with a lot of sweetness within’d’neath’ in between them….everything!! I’ll do anything just to poke your royal she-cat!!

Lass: Wow…you really do want me, don’t you!

Lad: Oh YEAH! Let’s get explicit!

Lass: Mmmmmh….get naked and kneel down. On fours…just like a dog would!

Lad: Done!

Lass: Now close you eyes and repeat after me….
“Peekie,peekie pokie”

Lad: Peekie, peekie, pokie

Lass: “Faggie found a donkey,”

Lad: FAGGIE FOUND A DONKEY!

Lass: “Donkey dogged,”

Lad: DONKEY DOGGED!

Lass: “Faggie thrust,”

Lad: FAGGIE THRUST!

Lass: “Peekie, Peekie…..POOKIIIIIIIIIE!”

Lad: Aiiiiiiigh! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouuuch! What’s that up my ass!

Lass: Dude, it’s my prodding instrument. This cross-dressing thingy really comes in handy when I need virgin assies!

Lad: Holy shit! You are a……..yuck!!!

Lass: Yeah…your holy shit hole has just been explicitly poked!!!



 © Linda  Musita 2009



WARNING: Pass this off as your own writing and  a hit will be placed on your hole. Someone will be HIRED  to poke you.