Poetry

The Lorelei

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From perched upon her rock up

the ever watchful Lorelei

was to give a moral gasp

on seeing Hermann swimming past.

 

She looked askance and flicked her hair

“Mein Gott”, she thought, “what have we here?”,

her eyesight needed no correction

when she espied his large erection.

 

Her limbs now seized with expectation

her thoughts now filled with delectation,

she rose serenely from her rock

and fantasized about his cock.

 

Too long it was since that young sailor

one night had managed to assail her.

By moonlight was she thus deflowered,

his cock most ravishly devoured.

 

She’d so enjoyed the feel of lust

As matelot his buttocks thrust.

Since then occasions passed her by,

the chance her female charm to ply.

 

But now she left her lofty perch

her reputation she’d besmirch,

for years she’d sat upon that rock

her tits squeezed tight in that old frock.

 

And standing now upon the bank

she saw young Hermann in mid-wank,

by now her mouth was salivating

as she watched him masturbating.

 

“What joy” she thought, “some sex at last!”

when just that moment did walk past

a young man, tight in lederhosen,

was he just camp, or was he posing?

 

The Lorelei in her vexation

now turned her thoughts to conversation,

she quickly recognised the scene

that now obtained with this young queen.

 

And Hermann’s eyes she must avert

from gazing on this young pervert,

whose mincing gait and manner queer

was almost more than she could bear.

 

But words they did now all escape her

that might deter her idol’s suitor,

for now young Hermann, so aroused,

had seen this young man in the crowd.

 

And turned his gaze in his direction

one flipper raised to show affection.

The young man, who was most excited,

rushed to the water, once invited.

 

His clothes torn off, and in a heap,

he plunged into the river deep,

then in a swirling sea of foam

in Hermann’s mouth his cock drove home.

 

Now mermen, though they often see men

have little chance of tasting semen,

which caused our Hermann jubilation

when young man had ejaculation.

 

And shot his spunk so white and thick

from his now rock-hard, throbbing dick.

That he might savour the full taste

the merman not a drop did waste.

 

But soon this scene of lust aquatic

which really had been most erotic,

was drawing to its natural close,

as young man left to find his clothes.

 

Which made poor Hermann rather sad,

he’d really fallen for the lad.

“Gott in Himmel, what a dish,

and much more fun than all this fish!”

 

Poor Lorelei had been deprived

of what she’d hoped would be her prize,

it had not been her lucky day

she’d picked a merman who was !

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