waterboy59
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Not sure if this fits as erotic poetry, seeing as though I simply adapted an existing work. Wrote it for a friend of mine as her Christmas Present.
It was the night before Christmas and In Debbie's warm bed,
she lay sleeping, dreams of cock in her head.
then came a ruckus, the lights flashed, the bed did shake
She struggled to sit up, was she dreaming or awake
As her eyes started clearing, she saw by the bed
a fat man, quite jolly, and all dressed in red.
He smiled down upon her and opened a book
straightened his glasses and had a good look
"Miss Debbie" he said' but not very loud
"you're not on my good list, no present allowed"
He turned a few pages, and then looked again
"Oh, it's naughty I see, that does explain"
He pulled off her covers, and called her a whore
When he saw that there was very little she wore
He unlooped his wide belt, all shiny and black
And easily flipped her onto her back
One hand on her throat, he is so very strong
The other flaying the belt, it all seemed so wrong
He struck at her tits, her belly and thighs
He kept hitting and hitting, despite her loud cries.
He paused for a moment, admiring his work
Then eased out his cock, and gave it a jerk
He flipped her again, dragging her over his knee
And spanked her ripe ass, with quite some glee
His rough calloused hands tore at her nightwear
And he admired her cunt, all covered in Hair
"I need to fuck you", he said matter of fact
"and we need to hurry, lest we get caught in the act"
He slid out from under, a hand on each hip
Her bountiful ass providing good grip
He positioned his member, time for a ride
And thrust with his hips, pushing right up inside
He fucked her and fucked her, with that massive rod
while his fat gnarly thumb, gave her asshole a prod
He pulled at her hair, and slapped ass and tits
Quite rough and quite cruel, hurting all of her bits
"Cum for me" He commanded "you useless young slut"
"And I'll give you a gift, of my cum in your gut"
And cum she did, squirting juice from her cunny
It got on his trousers, it wasn't at all funny
He pulled her to the floor, and made her kneel
Then face fucked her roughly, with quite some zeal
"I'm Cumming" he said, "your gift is my semen"
She swallowed it all, still thinking "I'm dreaming"
Then he dressed in a rush, coat trousers and boot
And told her while smiling "you're quite a good root"
He stood by the fireplace, winked and wriggled his nose
and then with a poof, up the chimney he rose.
She returned to her slumber, still not quite believing
Until in the morn, when on the toilet relieving
She saw on her body the marks of the belt
And on her sweet ass, a hand print shaped welt
It was the night before Christmas and In Debbie's warm bed,
she lay sleeping, dreams of cock in her head.
then came a ruckus, the lights flashed, the bed did shake
She struggled to sit up, was she dreaming or awake
As her eyes started clearing, she saw by the bed
a fat man, quite jolly, and all dressed in red.
He smiled down upon her and opened a book
straightened his glasses and had a good look
"Miss Debbie" he said' but not very loud
"you're not on my good list, no present allowed"
He turned a few pages, and then looked again
"Oh, it's naughty I see, that does explain"
He pulled off her covers, and called her a whore
When he saw that there was very little she wore
He unlooped his wide belt, all shiny and black
And easily flipped her onto her back
One hand on her throat, he is so very strong
The other flaying the belt, it all seemed so wrong
He struck at her tits, her belly and thighs
He kept hitting and hitting, despite her loud cries.
He paused for a moment, admiring his work
Then eased out his cock, and gave it a jerk
He flipped her again, dragging her over his knee
And spanked her ripe ass, with quite some glee
His rough calloused hands tore at her nightwear
And he admired her cunt, all covered in Hair
"I need to fuck you", he said matter of fact
"and we need to hurry, lest we get caught in the act"
He slid out from under, a hand on each hip
Her bountiful ass providing good grip
He positioned his member, time for a ride
And thrust with his hips, pushing right up inside
He fucked her and fucked her, with that massive rod
while his fat gnarly thumb, gave her asshole a prod
He pulled at her hair, and slapped ass and tits
Quite rough and quite cruel, hurting all of her bits
"Cum for me" He commanded "you useless young slut"
"And I'll give you a gift, of my cum in your gut"
And cum she did, squirting juice from her cunny
It got on his trousers, it wasn't at all funny
He pulled her to the floor, and made her kneel
Then face fucked her roughly, with quite some zeal
"I'm Cumming" he said, "your gift is my semen"
She swallowed it all, still thinking "I'm dreaming"
Then he dressed in a rush, coat trousers and boot
And told her while smiling "you're quite a good root"
He stood by the fireplace, winked and wriggled his nose
and then with a poof, up the chimney he rose.
She returned to her slumber, still not quite believing
Until in the morn, when on the toilet relieving
She saw on her body the marks of the belt
And on her sweet ass, a hand print shaped welt
