Friday, August 23, 2013

Sing a Song of Sixpence



Something for the weekend


After the Wicked Wednesday prompt this week I was all inspired to write a second issue. So here it goes!

Sing a song of Sixpence.........
The sweet voices of the choir outside drifted through the window. I added my own chorus with moans of pleasure as I sprawled over the settee in the salon gripping my lover's hair as he licked my cunt.

A pocket full of Rye...........
He always brings me a gift when he visits. Tonight it was a pocket full of tiny seed pearls which he showered over my naked breasts before bending to pleasure my nipple. 

Four and twenty naughty boys baked in a pie.........  
One of the most delicious things in the kitchen is the sight of those naughty naked boys bent over Cook's knee whimpering as she paddles their soft white bottoms.

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Source: Sammies Art
When the pie was opened the birds began to sing.......
The scullery maid and the chamber maids stood against the wall with their skirts hitched up and their legs spread wide. With red bottoms the naughty boys kneeled in front of them licking at them until they screamed in pleasure. 

Wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the king?
The ladies of the court were impressed by the naughty boys. The butler collared them and they crawled on their hands and knees out into Father's feasting hall licking and sucking whenever a lady lifted her skirts and spread her legs for them.

The King was in the counting house counting out his money......
Father does love feeling his gold. I haven't watched but I have heard that he loves to fuck the scullery maid on a bed of gold coins. I prefer a softer bed. 

The Queen was in the parlour eating bread and honey.......
For the record the Queen bathes in milk and honey, because she thinks she is Cleopatra. Then she gets her favourite naughty boy, the one with the largest cock, to lick her dry before he fucks her pussy and then her ass with his big long cock.

The maid was in the garden hanging out the clothes.......
It was a beautiful sunny day. The Captain of the Guard was loitering in the garden. Not surprising really. The laundry maid had loosened her corset and her dress had slipped. As she reached up to peg the royal knickers her full round breasts peeked out of her bodice teasing the nice Captain and his men.

When down came a blackbird and pecked off her nose....
The Captain of the Guard should have known better though. The laundry maid has a thing for the black slave that landed with the visiting party from Africa. When she was finished hanging out the clothes she lifted her skirts and bent over the garden wall watching the Captain and his men while her lover pleasured her with his big black cock.    

The original version of this rhyme contained the line "four and twenty naughty boys" as opposed to the later black birds. Of course that is where the connection between the original version and my interpretation ends. 

Please make sure you visit Sexual Adventures of a Married Woman to see what everyone else is up to this weekend.         

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