My First Time

My first time was years ago.
Her an I, alone in the barn, it was a great show.
We walked to the hay stack where the hay was spread out.
She glanced at me an I was thinking 'yeah baby no doubt'
I placed my hands on her sides.
Tickled her a bunch of times.
I let my hands run down her bare body.
This whole time she made sounds of wanting.
I ran my finger tips down around her legs.
This was the moment where she made noises, an I'm pretty sure those were of begs.
I ran my finger tips across her spine.
She wiggled an squirmed, but looked at me like it was all mine.
I ran my hands down her chin, her neck, her chest.
My fingers trembled, an damn, I thought I was the best.
I ran my hands down her tight tummy.
This was my first time, an honestly I felt like a dummy.
She moved a little to the left an to the right.
I think she was testing me that night?
I knew before it was not her first.
I knew if I didn't do it right, possibly I could of ended up being cursed.
So I gave my all, my best, even worked up a sweat.
That night, I'll never regret.
She moaned an moaned, wanting it harder, faster an right now.
That was my first time ever, milking a cow.
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Posted: Jun 2009
About this poem:
I wrote this years ago during one of my spontanious creative/artistic moments. :)

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Comments (2)

writer
Hi your words are so nice & true and bear real meaning of life.Write and go ahead......Thanks.
pilgrimageoflove
mikey... you are funny
Lots of truth in it though
Pilgrim
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