Stranger Never Known

Stranger Never Known

In the corner he'd been sitting,

When she walked in through the door.

His eyes were instantly on her;

He'd never seen this beauty before.

His eyes crept up her luscious legs,

And settled on her perfect little peach.

His heart beat just a little more,

He knew she was within his reach.

With drink in hand he wandered over,

And turned on all his charm.

Within the space of minutes,

She'd touched him on the arm.

He wasn't so much a player,

More a wolf without a pack.

When he laid eyes on beautiful prey,

He never held back from attack.

He made them laugh with silly jokes,

Add some life-drama to the mix.

In a matter of time, they're in his arms,

And also on his list.

He often kept a trophy,

Of conquests young & old.

He had a little room for them,

He kept it dark and cold.

But this was the bit he loved the most,

Pick them up and put at ease,

Charming them back to his place,

Charming them to their knees.

The sexual act was that, an act,

He'd learned to fake it young.

He'd wait until the woman came,

And then he'd fake he'd come.

His climax comes much later on,

As their blood runs through his hands,

And he watches their life seep away,

As over the body he stands.

Now this beauty talking before him,

Seems much keener than the rest.

He does believe that she's the one,

His pinnacle; his best.

It hadn't taken much skill,

To get her back to his.

And with music on, lights are dim,

She's powerless to resist.

They embrace, and he feels the “sparkling”,

As their energies combine,

And it isn't long before the clothes are off,

And their limbs are all entwined.

He knew that if he enjoyed sex,

She'd be the best that he'd had yet.

And he knew that she was into it,

He'd never felt a pussy that was that wet.

As her cries grew louder,

He knew it was nearly time.

He breathed in deep, readied his head,

Prepared to sever her life-line.

She cried and she screamed as he thrust,

But something wasn't right.

He felt something around his neck,

And it was getting awful tight.

He looked down at this woman,

The stranger he never knew,

And saw right then, in her eyes,

The feeling that he knew.

She pulled hard on the garrotte,

That she'd looped around his throat.

He felt his eyeballs bulging,

And his tongue begin to bloat.

As the tightening wire,

Began to cut into his thick skin,

He climaxed like he never had.

Finally; the victim.

By J. Barrett