The Whistle  

rm_don16428 57M
25 posts
4/3/2006 8:19 pm

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4/3/2007 5:05 pm

The Whistle


there we were,
underneath the trestle.
just her and i.
her in her white cloth shorts,
and a top with thin straps
over her shoulders
of which exposed her mid-riff.
the setting was perfect,
not another soul around.
my eyes explored the curves -
my penis erect.
was this to be my lucky day?
spontaneity set in
with the eyes of weakness
just an after thought.
my hands explored
the soft bundles that were hidden
beneath her top
as she reached for the bulge
in my pants.
soon we were both naked
in a very light wind
that set the tone -
the blanket ready for us.
the time had come,
and i slowly entered into her.
moans of pleasure escaped
through our lips,
while rocking back and forth -
ecstacy heightened and culminated
in the very moment.
as we layed motionless momentarily,
high above us, a train
approached the trestle
and sounded its whistle.
we both smiled at each other
to a fitting end of wonderful sex.


i wrote it for a literary journal of which is seeking sex with an erotic feel.

rm_meow344 106F
2615 posts
4/3/2006 10:20 pm

i wrote it for a literary journal of which is seeking sex with an erotic feel..*That was a different class then I took..Looks in the book* Darn!!.. Nothing local.. Calls Northland College tomarrow!!!.. lol.. That was lovely truely..

rm_don16428 57M
17 posts
4/5/2006 3:48 pm

the trestle is local though, and there is a branch university in many towns....*LOL*. but it does have that *looks in the book* feel to it. it's too bad the class is always closed here....*LOL*

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