Picnic poem

[TiedKitt3n]

Picnic
The basket is packed with lunch and sweets. The small cooler filled with ice and drinks.
An hours drive to our spot along the beach.
Out of sight, out of earshot, no onlookers to meet.
The wind billows the gingham flat, basket, cooler at each end, you and me to the center we set.
Little lunch, little chatter, little sips, longing stares, bottom lip bites, you tug my hair.
Waves between my thighs, for hidden under skirt are your eyes. Counting tongue, whispering, hums. Close my eyes, smile, cums.
The rock hard cliff, I jhump to sway, until clouds rise up, and cliffs away.

lol idk hope you liked it 🤭

[Re****]

Wow that was nice.

[TiedKitt3n]

lol it’s not the greatest, thanks ☺️

[Re****]

It was nice though, you set the tone and atmosphere and I felt like I could've been there. I wanted to smell the ocean breeze lol

[co****]

That’s actually awesome as well done and im a lyricist

[Tu****]

Thank you for sharing

[Br****]

My sub and have a fantasy involving the sea, crashing waves, and a hard rock cliff. This worked.