Erica had this unusual desire
She liked to be watched
Or so she told me one day in bed
After an incredibly active session
When she had taken me
In every available orifice.
But she was more subtle than that
She liked the risk of being watched
Of being seen by strangers
Whilst being taken
Which is not necessarily the same
As doing it in public.
So she enjoyed being screwed
Up against an oak tree
Cautiously in a public park
With her skirts up around her waist
As she fought back against blasting out
An ear-splitting orgasmic scream.
And she had relished lying spread-eagled
On an sunny alpine hillside
As I pounded fiercely into her
Whilst a bemused pilot in a light aircraft
Circled up above us risking stalling
In order to get a better view.
But when I booked us into a suite
Of a twenty-storey hotel conveniently
Overlooked by two thirty-storey apartment blocks
And switched the lights on
And pulled all the curtains open
She suddenly went all shy on me.
You see, it was not the certainty
Of being seen that excited her
But I still insisted on my money's worth
Especially since I had noticed
Several of the neighbours setting up
Their video cameras for a good show.
She liked to be watched
Or so she told me one day in bed
After an incredibly active session
When she had taken me
In every available orifice.
But she was more subtle than that
She liked the risk of being watched
Of being seen by strangers
Whilst being taken
Which is not necessarily the same
As doing it in public.
So she enjoyed being screwed
Up against an oak tree
Cautiously in a public park
With her skirts up around her waist
As she fought back against blasting out
An ear-splitting orgasmic scream.
And she had relished lying spread-eagled
On an sunny alpine hillside
As I pounded fiercely into her
Whilst a bemused pilot in a light aircraft
Circled up above us risking stalling
In order to get a better view.
But when I booked us into a suite
Of a twenty-storey hotel conveniently
Overlooked by two thirty-storey apartment blocks
And switched the lights on
And pulled all the curtains open
She suddenly went all shy on me.
You see, it was not the certainty
Of being seen that excited her
But I still insisted on my money's worth
Especially since I had noticed
Several of the neighbours setting up
Their video cameras for a good show.
Author notes
Another very nearly totally true recollection from Poor Drunken Pete, only 1% embellished for literary effect (the untrue bit being the video cameras).
Written on 5th November, 2006 recalling an incident in Toronto in 1989.
What did you think
Comments
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I liked it.. but it doesn't belong in the contest. I am looking specifically for rhyming prose.
However, thank you for the entry.
~MotherMachineGunn~ -
I'm in vicarious heaven....leave me alone..lol. How much for the videos by the way?? I would wish you good luck but I see you've already gotten more than your share...damn it. sour grapes on my part..lol.
Sincerely,
Leo Long
ps. Oh how I wish I could spin a tail like you.

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No - the aircraft part is 100% true. The untrue bit is the video cameras. They were only still cameras (with flash guns). And only 2 of them, not several as I implied.
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Let me guess that the only part that is fabricated was the part about the airplane??? This was an interesting poem...great job...I think...
WingsxofxCyanide -
sounds like you both got what you wanted---nice going
the satyr -
Paddy the Poker? Some bastard taking my name in vain? Deffo not! Honest Injun Paddy!
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I saw a whole series of vidoes on ebay...Paddy the Poker - was that you??
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What a fickle woman she sounds, and rather ungrateful too.
You should get hold of the video tapes, which will be in different angles, and play back your night to remind yourself of why you no longer need her.
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