DAY-GINITY!
When we wake up in the morning and we haven’t yet had sex,
Though I was non-virgin yesterday, in this new day I’m an ex.
After all, it is a brand new day and I haven’t had sex in it.
My day-ginity is intact -- though I may lose it any minute.
I give this matter careful thought every day when I awake.
I’m so grateful for my man, though all he does is take and take.
How to lose it in a special way, that honors the occasion?
Though every time it is just right -- and I need little persuasion!
My man, he is so commanding when he asks me for this dance.
I accept and comply with my masterful guy at every single chance!
He takes me out on the dance floor and then before very long
He is pumping deep within me as we dance to love’s sacred song!
It seems I’m no longer a virgin on this new day or night.
My day-ginity is gone again, each time a pure delight!
To celebrate, he pops his cork – such a lovely spray and gush!
And such a fine bouquet, pouring deep within my tush!
Each night, I fall asleep in his arms,
having succumbed to his masculine charms,
I know my day-ginity will return
By the sun’s early light as our passions burn!
GAY CAMP GROUND
At a gay campground, I met a sweet guy.
It was out on the dance floor that I caught his eye.
He was a big bear and I knew then and there,
As I gazed in his eyes and we shared a warm stare,
That we wanted each other in a deep special way.
And so we began our sweet passion play!
We danced neath the stars while the night was young
Then he kissed me so deep in the French way with tongue.
We both had that feeling that we wanted yet more
Than we could explore here on the dance floor.
We went to his RV, my hand held in his,
Once there, on his bed, we got down to some biz.
The heat from the dance floor grew to a flame.
It grew stronger and hotter as I called out his name.
With his thrusts deep inside, he made me his own.
Then he came, a big touch down in my end zone.
So he won the game but I gained a sweet prize,
Knowing he’d made me his as I looked in his eyes.
We returned to the dance floor neath the starry sky.
All could see that he’d made me his special guy!
We danced on and on, deep into the night,
Then strolled back to his RV, holding each other tight.
We made love some more and to even the score,
I topped him and bred him. He was mine to the core!
Then we slept oh so deep, waking in love complete.
We had morning sex, on and on, oh so sweet!
A ride on his Harley, I couldn’t turn down.
I climbed on the back for a drive into town.
I held to him tight as we covered the ground.
I thrilled to the rumble and thundering sound!
Once there, we arrived at his permanent home.
I so wanted to be in his other home zone.
He made love to me in his permanent bed.
Where I felt I belonged as if we were wed!
We went on his Harley to a choice picnic site.
After lunch, we made love on a blanket, just right!
We returned to the campground, me and my special guy,
To his sweet home RV with a shared happy sigh!
Wherever we go, his place or mine,
A house or RV, we’re at home, feeling fine!
Our gay campground adventure led to this treasure
Of our new loving bond and sweet love beyond measure!
