Friday the 13th: Unlucky?

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another year passed
    I am still a sad virgin
will this always last?

they say friday the thirteenth
is unlucky, could it be?

or is thirteen my
    lucky number on this day
see my crush walk by

she says hi to me chirpy
i think, what's she want with me?

she comes up to talk
    knowing i'm lonely, she says
let's go for a walk

she had two tickets on her
for a love nest with liqueur

her boyfriend bailed
    poor chap, he had to go to work
free room for sale

she says i want to treat you
my boyfriend won't mind it too

i meet her at eight
    at the room at the yule inn
dick is hard and straight

she's only in a bathrobe
bare feet, before she disrobes

fine chocolates and wine
    the Jacuzzi fired up
her body looks fine

we'll get warm in the water
or she will, i pull my hair

is this just a dream?
    my hair hurts when i pull it
nope, real it seems

she comes close and says trust her
she wants to do things and purrs

she unzips my pants
    my erection getting wood
in erotic trance

let's see what we have here, now
she whispers, i'm well endowed

the hot tub, now warm
    me in boxers, her naked
we both like our forms

something about a hot tub
and a woman doing a rub

quell panic attack
    she passes me a chocolate
aphrodisiac

wine is not too far away
liking this, i think i'll stay

she even has gloves
    for our pending romp of lust
or is this hot love?

she starts a game of footsies
sweat - we are now both horny!

are you a virgin?
    she asks, as she comes closer
i'll pop you for the win

i slowly then nod my head
tonight, we won't use a bed

there's something special
    she has planned this night for me
she's very helpful

tonight - firsts, out of my shell
first sex, and first something else

slides on top of me
    our torsos submerged in tub
lost in ecstasy

there's first times for everything
and tonight she treats, we sing

feels like a warm
    hot dog inside a wet bun
in boiling sudor

slide it in with the sweat beads
can't believe she's riding me

a dick feels nice
    i must admit, under steam
for a first time, twice!

i spray inside her orface
hard to tell on the surface

if it's just bubbles
    caused by air in the tub vents
or if i'm that forceful

i have saved up for this day
and finally got to play

another year passed
    I'm no more a sad virgin
this won't be my last

they say friday the thirteenth
is unlucky, not for me!
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A little poem involving Friday the 13th, a love nest, chocolates, wine, a hot tub and some carnal lust!

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