He met a maiden sweet and fair
Clad only in her underwear
A pleasing sight to his eyes
He felt himself begin to rise
His eyes took on a look of lust
As they espied her ample bust
A dreamy mist did cloud those eyes
As they saw her creamy thighs
Her panties tight, almost revealing
He found this sight most appealing
She said “You know, ‘tis rude to stare.”
And he replied “I do not care
For 'tis your fault, your lack of clothes
Is the reason my cock arose.”

“Now if you’d let me remove your bra
Then I can see how round they are
And I shall be a pantie thief
And take them off with my teeth.
Then when you’re in a naked state
We’ll have sex or I’ll masturbate.”
“Why, Sir,"she said, "Do as you will
The thought indeed gives me a thrill
And as you said, your cock is growing
I tell you, my juice is flowing.
So get busy with your hands
Take off my bra, caress my glands
And with your teeth do what you say
Let my pussy out to play."

His deft hands soon did the trick
Her breasts were bare to stroke and lick
And on her panties his teeth did tug
Baring her pussy in it’s soft dark rug
As they came off she said "That’s better
And you have made me even wetter.”
With his hands, he raised her hips
And softly kissed her swollen lips
“Oh yes,” she cried, “That feels so nice.”
As his tongue made her come twice
Then she opened her legs wide
And said “Now put your cock inside
No more touching, no more looking
Just give me a damn good fucking."