Mature Poetry posted May 3, 2019


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(A layover with Captain Ted.)

Fearless Flying

by LisaMay

The author has placed a warning on this post for sexual content.


Before:

Well, here we are in Bangkok – 
I’m with my young pilot jock:

I need a cuddle, 
my life is a muddle.
My day has been crap, 
may I sit on your lap?

Guess there’s no surprises 
when that feeling arises –
so possibly, perchance, 
you’d like a slow lap-dance?
Shall I sit on it and twist, 
to enjoy our private tryst?

Let’s drop our clothes on the floor; 
I can tell you want much more.
What is your fantasy?
Your secret’s safe with me.
I’ll talk real dirty in your ear
while we swing from the chandelier.
I just love it! 
I can tell you to shove it –
in hard and in fast, 
as long as you’ll last!

Look away any prude, 
yes, I’m being quite lewd; 
we’re both now in the nude 
and I am getting... food
from the refrigerator 
(for later).

During:

Now we’re doing the deed 
and so great is our need
our moans are real loud, 
tucked away from the crowd.
My hot Captain Ted, you rattle this bed.
Welcome aboard – you have just scored!

While your joystick control 
touches right to my soul,
my throat chokes on a lump 
when the other end you hump.
I’ll swallow like there’s no tomorrow:
all this sentimentality 
turns me semi-mental to a ’T’
and I lose all inhibitions 
when you fill my sexy visions.

We squirm with all our might
with such impure delight.
Oh, ooh, oh god oh god, 
I love your lightning rod,
you know just how to prod
my port in a storm.
We are both far too warm –
we work up such a sweat. 
You make me slipp’ry wet
when your action is repeated 
we do get so overheated.

You are up where you belong, 
dish it up so hot and strong,
make me sing my screamer song.
You can come any time 
when it feels this sublime!
My brain has gone all fizzy, 
if I stood I would be dizzy. 
Now we’re gasping for some air – 
that was so beyond compare.

After:

Your dick is looking chewed 
and I am smeared with food.
There are hairs in my teeth, 
soggy tissues underneath
this bed that has been wrecked, 
while just now I do suspect
that you farted as we parted.

But this harsh reality 
does not spoil it all for me –
I get so excited
when we Fly United!

 




Carnal Caperings writing prompt entry
Writing Prompt
Write a poem in any style on the topic of Carnal Caperings. Can be off-colour, naughty, smutty, sexy, adult content. Poke fun would be good. Show us what you?ve got. Length optional. Come up with a fantasy or stick to reality. (No animals, children, or peanut butter in case of nuts allergies.)


Author's Note:

This poem's title is a reference to 'Fear of Flying', a 1973 novel by Erica Jong which became famously controversial for its portrayal of female sexuality and figured in the development of second-wave feminism. The book resonated with women who felt stuck in unfulfilled marriages, and it has sold more than 20 million copies worldwide.

In John Updike's New Yorker review of 'Fear of Flying', he commented, " ... a sexual frankness that belongs to, and hilariously extends the tradition of 'The Catcher in the Rye' and 'Portnoy's Complaint'."
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