- Erotic Poetry
- In Our Stockings
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By Wanton Vixxxen
It’s late Christmas Eve
They’re predicting light snow
We’ve a fire, Black Tower wine
and some mistletoe
Bubble lights on a spruce tree
Tinsel carefully hung
Carols play from a CD
that Bing Crosby’s just sung
We’ve opened our presents
‘cause it’s just you and me
The kids are all grown
On their own; we’re now free
Its time to get naughty
and a whole lotta nice
I strip like you love it
You don’t need to ask twice
You lay on the blanket
we’ve placed on the floor
expecting the same ole,
same ole vanilla amour
But what do your
lustful eyes fall upon?
Your wife in Dr. Denton’s -
with the trap door down!
“I’ve known all these years
that this was your dream,
to do me; to take me
I think it’s called ‘ream’?”
“But since you’re endowed
to the point of immense
and we know it’s impossible
to slide inthat entrance…”
“I thought for this Christmas
I would give you the gift
you've wanted for so long
as our newest sex lift…”
It's time to divulge
your fantasy come true
as I hand you your stocking
and thereal surprise, too
Its contents you find
is some gel, foam and cream
All specifically made
to be used for your dream
“I’ve been breaking myself in
with plugs, toys and such
to prepare for the real thing
I love inside me so much”
And as you dig deeper
down into the toe
you pull out a paper
that makes your face glow
On it has been written
my progress each day
and my feelings for wanting
to tell you this way~
Day 1
I am soooo sore!
But it’s worth it... I guess?
To accept the discomfort
that should be... less and less??
Day 5
I tried it again
This time with a plug
that went all the way in
to its base - nice and snug
Day 12
It’s getting a lot easier
to bend over and shove
a larger scale dildo in
{Much like you, my love!}
Day 23
I believe I am ready
for all that you’ve got
I’ve tried the biggest; the baddest
My thong’s in a knot!
Now... tonight is the night
that my Santa will see
how really stuffed he can getmy “stocking” to be!
- COMMENTS
EmJ0385about 18 years agoThis is a gift he will always remember. Hell, so will you---it's just a question of preparation and if he'll take it easy that will decide HOW you'll remember it!
LeBrozalmost 19 years agoNow that's what I call Christmas in July!
And there's no way that Santa can deny
That anything that naughty can be anything but nice.
Wanton Vixxxenover 19 years agoAuthorAlthough I don't like to use the Feedback Portal for anything other than its main purpose - to comment on other author's works - I felt I had to make an exception in this case. After reading My latest poem, "In Our Stockings", a fan sent Me an e-mail adding his thoughts as a final verse to it. With his permission, I am posting it as a comment to My original poem, and hope you get as big a kick out of it as I did! Now, on behalf of all those "stocking" stuffing Santas {and wanna be's}, I give you his finale to "In Our Stockings". Oh, and since this is the 13th of December, I would suggest you don't do a crash course to prepare for this - you may find yourself in this verse's predicament! lol Thanks again, Rob!!!
But like anything else..........that is new that we try.............when we realized what happened ..........I thought I would die..........that tool that I said.....you had so immense.......would cause my sphinctor........to lock so intense....nothing to do.....no other choice......we called 911..and I said in low voice......please send someone over.....with pills to relax......and I said to my husband....."It's that or an ax"! .....And when it was over....and all had gone home....our first moments free ...and able to roam........we sat there in shock..and came to conclusion... "The ass is an exit....No room for intrusion"! (not an opinion...just an ending.Hope you enjoyed..Rob)
Kirk482002over 19 years ago...that some guys get all the luck? All I got for Christmas in my stocking last year was a list of 'stolen' passwords for smut sites that didn't work and a half used bottle of Astro Glide. (It got used up real quick).
I'm green with envy. (Not quite as green as a sick green pickle dick, but close).
Wait... I take that back. I do have a sick green pickle dick..
Now your poem has me both metaphorically and physically green. Thanks a lot.
Merry Christmas anyways,
Kirk
PS-When you're not busy being anally impaled, keep up the good work because this poem was a hoot.
PSS-Where's the next installment of Dear Dickhead?
