In the flowing white palace
Of the delicate mosquito net
Hides the Great White Sultan
With his phallus erect,
For outside an Indian girl
Is swinging in her hammock
Unaware that her skin so bare
Is causing Royal havoc.
“Fetch me quick that comely girl”
His majesty demanded
” I must see, close to, that hidden gem
and witness it first handed”
“I need to view the delicate hue
of the mantle of her bosom,
and I crave the sight of those beacons bright
that crown her bountiful kingdom”
The palace staff were double fast
In heeding his command
And bore the Sultan’s beauty
In many a nervous hand.
They lay her down in front the king
And bade her to keep still
Reminding her that she must do
Whatever the Sultan’s will.
“Dear girl, he said, I need to see
Your primitive attraction
Not to smell, nor taste or touch
But only just to see
If that moistened, gaping, wanton cunt
Is as beautiful as thee.
Of course the little Indian girl
was obliged to comply
To remove her silken knickers
for the lustful Regent’s eye.
And when the Sultan spied
The jewel between her thighs
(The sight of which, it only seemed
to further his desires)
The Regal voice did cry anew
“Oh how I need to touch her”
“Splay her legs and tie them down,
before I may approach there.
The job well done, the servants fled,
leaving the poor girl stricken.
“Alone at last” the Sultan sighed
As his manhood further stiffened.
“Now let me lay my hands”
He cried “Upon that weeping kitten”
“It seems to me, that it is sad,
or perhaps it too is smitten.
“So let me ease the aching,
of your hole and of my fingers.
And then perhaps the pleasure
of a little cunnilingus”
The Princess knew that her time was due
for the fanning of her kindled fire
and fought and strained against her binds,
to raise her cunny higher.
It was to this mound
that the Sultan found
A liking for his touching,
as the Princess smiled and closed her eyes,
and prayed he put his tongue in.
“For lest” she said “You give me head,
and douse my burning bush.
It may well be, that I’ll be dead,
before the Regal thrust”
The Sultan smiled and agreed at once,
to grant this girl his mercy,
and so delayed his yen to fuck,
and feigned that he was thirsty.
He ran his tongue from her sweet bum,
up to her dark black curls
and paused a while, with a wicked smile,
to add some teasing swirls.
“Oh master please now enter me,
Your cock it stands so proud.
Plant it deep inside of me,
and make me cum aloud.
Unfinished.
