The Panty View & Charlotta's Bottom

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The Panty View & Charlotta's  Bottom


Charlotta sat in the grass in her red plaid skirt.
The view between her legs signaled she was a flirt.
Showing that much of her black panty hosed thighs
In her short plaid skirt had not been wise.
Although Charlotta's panties were rather scanty,
The old man had seen her white cotton panties.

The intrested man gave her a stern look.
He desired her bottom to really cook!
He said ladies should keep their knees shut.
She was a woman who deserved a well spanked butt.

She knew her husband was on a long run.
Why couldn't the old man and have some fun.
They heartily agreed they would do the deed.
He as the stern father.
And, she as the naughty daughter.

Charlotta wished her husband would be her spanker.
She was not, so she had sought others to whack her
        Could she really do this?  Did she dare?
She had been told her bottom would be bare!
Charlotta wanted him to forget lust and the rest.
She wanted was one hundred of his best.
Charlotta admitted she was a slacker.
Needing someone to light her bottom like a firecracker.

Her  father made it hard to sit.
Her daughter would be  sore before he quit.
The blond woman now in her thirties should have taken better care
Not to have the boys to look up her skirt at her panties and stare.

Her unladylike display was a disgrace!
a deserted tent would be the spanking place.
At thirty something she knew what she was in for.
If only her husband had was not such a terrible bore!

Charlotta looked in the mirror showing fear,
as she imagined her bright red blistered rear.
any man smacking her bottom could spell trouble.
And the old man had a wooden ruler to turn her butt to rubble.

Charlotta could not skirt the issue.
Before this was over she would need a tissue.
Now skirt up, she slipped her panties off her rounds.
The ruler slicing through the air made swishy sounds.

An experience spanker and a former teacher,
The old man was happy to paddle her best feature
for unladylike sitting, a paddling was fitting.
The spanking commenced and the stinging burned,
as she took the corporal punishment she had earned.

Her long sexy legs were soon kicking
and spread wide as she took the licking.
Charlotta's mouth-watering bottom churned
and he made damn sure it burned!

Hard spanks and kicks showed her pink anal aperture.
She suddenly hoped his motives were pure.
And, a series of rapid fire swats left her in burning fits.
She felt Hades was not this hot in the pits
As the red and white colored bottom started to blend
So, many spanks in the same two spots,
left a series of quarter-sized purple bruise dots.

Charlotta worried about losing control,
or being heard by the highway patrol.
The spanking stopped and the ruler
She hoped her blistered bottom would get cooler.

A good spanking had been dealt.
And, it had left at least one purple welt.
Each cheek had a red blood stripe
once white this spanking was not hype.
her bottom had a blue bruise or two.
With heat in her seat, what was a girl to do?

Later that day when the sting and burn were gone.
It was clear to Charlotta that she needed and longed
for many more very hard bare bottom whacks.
If only her husband would give her some good cracks!


Far up her ass hole went her finger.
it was as far up there as she could get it.
and she had a hard time getting it to fit.
She pulled it out with a fart.
And the sound gave her a start.

Cheeks heated in self-humiliation,
provided her blissful stimulation.
the blond's face cheeks flushed
as red as her bottom had blushed.

Fireworks cracked and banged outside.
as waterworks occurred bedside.
The pretty blond got a rush
and her vagina began to blush.

The spanking had taken its toll.
Art was proud of his roll.
Charlotta's  bottom had a bountiful sting.
After her paddling, it was good to be king!

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MarcondesXXincestloverMarcondesXXincestloverover 7 years ago

I liked poem's idea. Although it is very simple, you told well the story of a female wolf in sheep`s clothing and an excited old man.

AnonymousAnonymousover 7 years ago
This was poorly written and difficult to read...

This was poorly written and difficult to read. I enjoyed the idea of the poem. My girlfriend really likes a good spanking and goes out of her way to get a good spanking.

Ashesh9Ashesh9over 7 years ago
Ignore the nonie

Troll ! 5-ed 'n fave-ed !!

AnonymousAnonymousover 7 years ago
The greatest poem ever written

NOT!

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