Silent Fantasy

Every night about 10.30pm
I go and walk through the park
Deadly science, you could hear a pin drop,
Nothing only dark

My stilettos tap on the concrete,
My dark hair flaps in the breeze
I wear a black long coat,
Boots that go up to my knees

I imagine meeting a guy here,
Someone with handsome good looks
He will just walk up to me
And ask if I fancy a fuck

Underneath the coat I’m naked;
My nipples are juicy and hard
I want him to touch me and lick me,
My love bud wants to go for a ride

He could touch me wherever,
He could thrust in me slow or fast
I’d suck it and moan with pleasure,
Wouldn’t care how long it lasts

I could straddle him on a bench,
Or maybe get pumped up a tree
He could lay me down on the wet grass
Or flip me onto my knees

As I walk through the park I moisten
Wishing one day he will show
It is only when that day comes
The park will be silent no more!