SIMPERING FOOL

From my view through the sheer curtains, I could see her. I could see into my obsession’s bedroom and watch her with her newest pet. Pitiful am I, but nothing and no other scoundrel was going to keep me from her.

And so I stood out here in the freezing rain watching as the bouquet of candles burned giving her room a soft glow while permeating the scent of jasmine.

She sat at the edge of her bed, my naked goddess. Her pet was groveling at her feet. He awaited her command to kiss, to feel, to touch her in any manner that she allowed.

She smiled giving consent. That lanky fucker who sat on bent knees leaped up brushing his nipples against her naked toes making her shiver. He was too young this schmuck with his pale blonde hair grinning, crawling up her long legs giving feather-light kisses climbing his way higher between her thighs.

MONEY JAR

DVERSE – POETS PUB CHALLENGE: QUADRILLE # 14

Outside her window
sits a jar.
Sheer curtains
sway a silhouette;
laughter becomes
invisible.
She loosens her blouse;
a wink, a lick of those lips,
head tilts towards
to utter jarring words,
‘want to see more?’
‘Yes,’ I growl.
‘Give me all your money.’

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STALKER – A SHORT STORY

As is my nature, I lay cocooned in my bed covers. In the deepest of sleep, I ignored the indifferent outside distractions.

Carried by the sub-zero winter winds, ice pellets hit the street lights and covered all the gated houses. Black metal gates, sidewalks, and the once black and yellow streaked roads glossed over. The bare trees and their branches were swathed by inches of coarse ice.

The windows were lustrous as I slept insulated within my sheets and blankets, the winter world an oblivion to me.

I sat up instinctively. I had no reason why. I was not awakened by my sleeping dog that remained at my feet or roused by the house alarm.

He is here again, camouflaged by the night shadows; he is the dark tree without movement. He whose eyes that I have never seen. Bold in defiance, I turn to him; my body, immobile, shakes in horror. I dare not move out of bed. I must be still and pretend to sleep. Draping myself with my bed linen, I lay back and shut my eyes. Preventing any further noticeable trembles, I compress my legs together. I can feel his presence, but I cannot see him. I never see him. I only feel him.

He knows somehow that I have sealed my eyes, clinching them shut. I just want him to go away. I try and compose myself – it is no use. Covering my mouth with my right sheeted hand, I scream out, knowing that he is laughing at this. How can it be that he can see me? How could anyone see through the inches of ice that adhere against my window?

Crouching into a fetal position, I smash myself down against the mattress and shudder in panic. I tremble, pleading in whispers for his flight. The ice droplets continue pouring against the roof; I can hear the pound, bang, tapping of ice against winter clay as my heart beats- thumping excessively. I feel sweat washing down my neck length hair onto my spaghetti strapped shoulders, and the coldest of cold shivers pierces my spine. Desperate to release their unnatural hold, I feel every muscle in my body tightening. I tremble. I wait.

Jack and Jill

Jack approaches Jill,
“Damn baby girl.”
He rubs his chin,
Cocks his head.
Jack smiles at Jill’s busty display
And grabs for her ass.
Jill is shocked
She swings at Jack
Red lipstick grimaces
She searches for mace.
Jack waits.
Jill gives up,
“What the fuck?”
Jill knees Jack,
A brick wall
Holds Jack.
Jill smirks.
Jack cries out “bitch!”
Jack begs “please,”
Jill grins.
She bites his tits through
A Polo white shirt.
Jack swallows,
Black strapless jumpsuit falls
Revealing pink perky tits.
Jack grabs for her ass.
Jill steps back.
She grins,
A slap,
Jack’s head spins
Once more, Jack begs,
“Please.”
Jill shakes her head
Jill cups Jack’s blue jean head.
Jill swivels her hips
She thrusts
Jack is pinned
By a Chocolate Espadrille sandal.
Jack and Jill are thinking,
“Fuck me.”
Jill unzips his fly
Licking her watermelon glossy lips.
Jack sighs in great relief,
Both whispering “fuck me.”
Jill kisses his prick
While jerking his flaccid dick.
Jack continues imploring.
Jill hears his request
She raises her eyebrow
“Hold it.
I can make you erupt.”
Jack can’t wait.
Jill annoyed, assesses
Pfft, a young man
She draws up her shirt,
Jill leaves a frown.
Jack’s pecker drapes down.
Jack in shock cries out,
“What the hell?”
He shrugs his shoulders
He adjusts his shirt
And walks home,
Alone.

Miss Muffet

On a dim lit city corner,
Stands Miss Muffet,
Black leather pants
Not much else.
My black Ferrari humming,
I whip out my wallet
For there she was
Miss Muffet, dark brown hair
Sculpting bare breasts, stands behind
Luminous smoke, exhaled.
Miss Muffet, elevated in golden sandals.
The stars are out
The city’s moon is full
And damn it, we are going to fuck.
I am hard and in charge.
Miss Muffet, will she make me cum?
My fat wallet
Five thousand dollars,
A glow in the dark condom.
I approach Miss Muffet,
She looks pissed.
Cold glass descends, replaced with
Money.
Into a quizzical smile
She bends down
And shows me her tits.
“What do want lover?
I can make you holla.”
I am horny so I agree.
Painted leather legs cushion my seat.
We are at the hotel, its swell.
Brown leather chair encompasses
A black lace thong.
I pull out a twenty
To embrace her bare flesh.
Breasts exposed
Body is vulnerable.
I kiss her leg
A response
My shake,
Her grin
I slap her ass.
Sweated hands mold and
Roll to reveal moist skin.
Bronzed legs, snaking,
Arch and touch her head,
Sixteen more twenties
Her pants would fall.
I am horny so I agree.
I reach for wallet
A sudden jump
Her tits press my back,
Golden naval ring rubs spine.
Shivers disperse.
Brown leather entwines
My muscled neck.
I grab sheets,
Catch a breath
Naked knees crush spine.
I plead for release.
Miss Muffet laughs
Spanking my ass.
Spanking? No,
She rides my ass.
I love it.
Heart hammers in ears.
More air is needed.
Miss Muffet giggles,
Kneading my ass.
Whispers of enticement,
Nuzzling at my ears
The belt releases
I am turned on my back.
I’m hard and rigid
My dick twitches.
She teases, she dips,
Clawing at my chest
Miss Muffet makes me spastic.
She wets her lips
Cupping her tits,
Thrashes her head.
Miss Muffet creates a fist
Strikes my chin
Like a light bulb,
I blow out.
I awake
A maid stands
Before my toweled body.
Miss Muffet has vanished.
We search
My wallet has vanished,
Money all gone
So too my enjoyment.

Buzz Kill

Pig, Fuzz, that’s me strolling the streets
Boots shining, helmet gleaming
Nightstick twirling between the beats

“Wha..? Who is this before me?”

Platform boots, planted
Navy polyester swaying
Afro glimmering in the heat
Lips glossed, glistening

“Mmm, Mmm.”

Hey there groovy mama
Let’s return to my pad and catch a buzz.
Smirks, an angel’s laughter
Share a bong?
Chase the dragon?
Flat foot you crazy.

Lava lamps glowing,
Love beads entwining between our fingers,
Peace signs blanketing the walls.
Flat foot you barmy.

You wear a badge,
Following the law.
I play the skins,

Screaming “Free love.”

Free love, Free love,
I can dig it.
My handcuffs on your wrists,
Melting wax sliding down your thigh.

Copper, stop!

You bum me out.
You flirt,
You tease,

“Dude you are the Establishment.
I’m a flower child.
We will never hang out.”