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m8t
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Msg: 226 | |
| | Sensual & Erotic PoetryPage 10 of 12 (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12) | making me wait
you drive me crazy
not even a phone call
my heart is awake
craving your voice
like a remedy given
in temperance balanced
by greedy crimson lips
begging for my copper skin
to make contact
close to anything
you may have touched
as even my nostrils
are suffering withdrawal
from your deepest loving
wishing to be quenched
by the smell of sex
to fill a quiet room
with nothing but us
submersed in one another
like never before nor again
perfectly content
till the next time
(ok now thats my nice~ later gators) | |
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Posted: 3/31/2012 7:55:10 PM | Flash fire eyes that spark the spirit,
Hard warm hand to smooth the fire on,
touching a woman outside herself,
Reaching out to bring her in. | |
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Posted: 3/31/2012 10:17:19 PM | Fantasies With You
My lover in the night.
Inhale you with my might.
Come to me, willing and free.
Hold me close, feel me breathe.
Ever warm and waiting inside.
Love me sweetly.
Envelope me in your ride.
Take your hands and place them there,
on our bodies, so steamy and bare,
under the pleasures so sublime,
come and play in this place,
hidden in our minds.
Merge your body with mine,
explore ourselves in this time.
Answer to no one,
save only what you have won.
I feel you.
Take me deep inside,
a place for shuddering cries,
softly move your skin on skin,
touching lips and tongues,
exploring the pleasures they bring.
Yet I can only dream,
of you as it seems,
under the sheets filled with heat. | |
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Posted: 3/31/2012 10:22:01 PM | he strips my warm body bare
caressing each inch with his talented flickers
I moan and beg for release
Climbing on top
my hips sway and rock
nails into the back
as I take him deeper and deeper
at once it begins
a spasm, quick rattle
unavoidable shuttering
wracks through my breasts
it comes out:
a long, wet string of phlegm spatters onto his chest
I try to wipe it away
but he is totally grossed out
we never finished
I should seriously quit
smoking
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Posted: 3/31/2012 10:32:26 PM | Seriously....
A man wouldn't care
Grab a paper towel
See... all clean
Wow, are you wet | |
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m8t
| | Joined: 3/20/2012
Msg: 231 | |
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Posted: 3/31/2012 11:16:39 PM | hahahahaha
thats too funny~ 
if it actually turned him on
THAT would be funnier
but Im strange anyway | |
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Posted: 4/1/2012 5:30:03 AM | i'm knocked up
and wet as hell
wanna come push my insides a little?
(um, yeah, he should have let me lick it off or something)
oh, god, no, I'm sick now... no mas phlegm para mi sexo | |
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Posted: 4/6/2012 8:58:52 AM | Brain Lock
I sit there watching you sleep,
trying to create a poem for you to keep,
but damn it I'm in brain lock.
The sweat cool on my skin,
remembering the place I was in,
and I'm in brain lock.
I wish the words they would form,
of the pleasures that were recently born,
but I'm in brain lock.
You moaned and said words enough
to write a book and other stuff,
yet I'm still in brain lock.
The curves of your body gently flow,
and your sleeping face does quietly glow,
how do I get rid of this brain lock?
Softly I touch you again,
feeling the welcoming of your skin,
and my brain is locked.
In your dreams you smile,
and my hand lingers awhile,
but still the brain lock.
I gaze at you with distant longing,
a smile on my face quickly dawning,
and I realize why the brain lock.
I start to softly laugh,
you awaken and quietly ask,
for the reason of my brain lock.
Watching you on my bed,
I’ve been thinking with the other head,
that's why I have brain lock! | |
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Posted: 4/6/2012 12:04:54 PM | under a star filled night
On the upper deck of the boat
full bright moon
night sky filled with stars
stargazing.....
your head on my chest I caresses your breast.....
your hard nipples in my fingers you tenderly stroke me
I move down
to taste your sweet nectar
your still gazing at the stars
then you feel my lips
slide across your love button
you smile
tangle your fingers of one hand
in my hair
to hold me where you like it best
you take a sip of wine while I pleasure you
some wine runs out
the corner of your mouth
off your chin
down between your perky breasts
to pool up in your belly
I move up to savor the wine
then back
to give you more pleasure
taking the glass of wine
you pour more
down your breasts
move up licking the wine
out of your tummy
then pressing my lips to yours
sharing the sweet tasting wine
your tongue traces the outside
of my lips.....
then slowly goes into
my warm mouth...
exploring and probing
my stiff member slips
into your hot folds.....
you arch your back
taking me in completely
the sensual kiss continues
as we start
a slow
rocking motion
the night sky filled
with stars looking down on us.....
the warm breeze blowing across us
the moonlight reflects off your eyes
I can see the passion in your eyes
as the excitement builds
pressing my lips tighter to yours
as the tempo
of my pounding builds.....
There is only us....
nothing else here
It is our passion filled world now
Our eyes our locked on one another
Our bodies as one
Melting into each other
I can feel you around me
you can feel me in you
moans of ecstasy
echo off canyon walls
we cum together
our orgasm
ripples thru our bodies
like a rolling thunder
in a summer storm
As the wave crests
we are oblivious to all
sweaty bodies intertwined
juices flowing.....bodies thrashing
then the calming of the seas
holding each other close
becoming two separate entities
bound together by love
once again we lay looking at the stars
your head on my chest
I caresses your breast.....
your hard nipples in my fingers
you tenderly stroke me
no words need spoken
as the night continues....... | |
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Posted: 4/9/2012 5:41:48 AM | bound love
The soft touch of the velcro
Slips around your wrists
Arms stretched over head
Your body, goes into fits
I pull my lips from yours
Move down to your firm breast
Taking your nipple, into my mouth
Your bonds you have to test
I move down past your belly
Your sweet nectar, attracts me
When I lick and suck your love spot
Wave’s of pleasure, rock you like the sea
You arch your back to reach my tongue
The pleasure build’s ten-fold
I look up at you smiling
No release, you start to moan
Moving back up your body
Take your lips, make them mine
I see the fire in your eyes
From your throat a lustful whine
I bring my sex to your lips
You taste my sweet pre-cum
I pull back just out of reach
You desperately want some
Slip the blindfold, over your eyes
As your pulse begins to run
Your breathing becomes ragged
Anticipating what’s to come
You feel my weight upon you
Hovering, over your wet lips
Arching your back to take me
I tease you with an inch
Then the passion overtakes me
As I slip into you deep
And bring to you sweet pleasure
That is way beyond belief
Our bodies move as one
As we build to cum together
And explode in sweet surrender
Of an evening we’ll remember
Stephen T | |
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Posted: 4/9/2012 7:56:05 AM | Consumed in torment
Driven by deep thirst
Desires rage passion laden
The fruit swells
It’s bite tis flavoured
For succulent tasting
Delivered of lips intense
To the waiting cries
The pleasure in taking
Of thick hardness
Plunged over & over | |
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Posted: 4/19/2012 2:13:44 AM | In the dark
Soft light of moon filtered
The dreams
Engulf in luscious thoughts of tease
To fingers
Languid in touch on skin tracing
For shivers
Rising in rush of goosebumps’ feel
With strokes
Erotic in delicate ache of swelling
To gasps
Breathed of throbbing anticipation
In release
Explode to sweet wetness’ cream | |
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Posted: 4/21/2012 5:48:52 AM | creep ever so quietly
so I may not hear you
slither like a snake
into my den of delight
and warm yourself
slowly inside my comfort
ever so gently
so I barely awake
wishing to remain
in softness slumber
in between both worlds
of cozy cotton sheets
snuggled with my pillow
almost angelic in pose
with you pretending
to be a thief in the morn
coming to take
my first passions of the day
feeling your member
not even fully erect
slipping in and out
teasing me with a force
causing my eyes to open
as you quickly slide me
across to the edge of the bed
before I can even think
getting me spread and ready
for fast deep penetration
as my wetness over whelms me
gasping for breath
as I cletch the bedding
pulling away
and you pull me closer
to pound me harder
making us explode
in one giant puddle
of daylight delirium | |
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Posted: 4/21/2012 11:10:16 PM | Tracing The Tongue
From your lips to your eyes,
my mouth follows and glides,
across your face,
at a butterfly pace,
and my tongue quickly tastes
your delicate skin in each place.
My lips find yours and lock in an embrace,
our tongues gently probing,
the passion we make.
Kisses soft and kisses hard,
urgency building and not very far.
My mouth starts to travel down,
across your neck and around,
crossing your throat,
and the flavours there,
your skin so inviting,
your skin so bare.
Across your shoulders and to your breasts,
my tongue wanders in heat across your chest.
Finding your nipples full and strong,
I tease them into my mouth and suck them long.
The taste of you between my lips,
the firmness I feel, my hand between your hips,
intoxicates and fires me in heat,
torrid blood filling my bones and filling my meat.
I crave you wrapped around my waist,
and buried deeply in your place,
that you open and wetly beckon
you drive me mad and the way to reckon
is to slide in deep,
but not yet for other passions I keep
aside for this is not the end of the ride,
but only the beginning this time.
Again my lips suck you in deep,
your nipples mine to keep,
and I love to tease,
gently nibble, gently squeeze,
and the moans you make,
make me harder and take
my breath deep inside,
damn, I want to enter you and begin
this ride,
but no, that must wait,
for soon I will have another taste.
After an eternal time,
your nipples in my mouth in a heaven so sublime,
I find,
that I must move on farther below,
to stoke your fires and heat up your glow.
So my mouth sadly leaves your breasts,
my saliva dripping and my breath caresses,
as I move on the journey to the centre below,
and across your belly I go.
Licking and tracing a path I know well,
tasting your skin and getting my fill.
But soon I come to the place where your thighs join,
and awaiting there your pleasure mine to purloin,
your legs slightly part as you expect,
my tongue you want to collect,
me to taste
and drink from your place,
and I ravenously and gladly will,
drink and drink as your juices spill,
across my mouth and down my face,
first slowly and then in a race,
as I nibble and lick,
your pulsing pleasure and the little bit,
and you thrust yourself into my face,
because you need my tongue to find that place,
as you build on the hill getting near,
now your sounds and gasps I hear,
as my tongue drives deep into you,
licking and tasting your juices anew,
and I find your magic spot,
and I strum across the place I ought,
you slam your lips against mine,
your hips rising in time,
thrusting against my tongue,
as your pleasure starts to run,
you grab your breasts and pull your nipples hard,
your hips riding my face no pleasure barred,
the sounds you make
push me faster and my thirst I must slake,
drinking and licking deep,
I need you wet and hot on my tongue to keep,
moving my tongue and lips,
dancing with the movement of your hips.
And you cum.
Your body arching and your voice moaning,
slamming against my face and groaning,
your hands in my hair,
pulling, pushing me here and there,
and I drink and drink,
from your fountain as you slowly sink
back and your belly slows its eruption,
ending this pleasant disruption,
and then you push my head away,
for you cannot bear me to stay,
for you are too tender there,
in the place where
I previously fought to hold you against,
but now you are spent,
and you relax,
with a smile and smooth your back,
looking down at me,
into my eyes you see
my smile and I move up to you,
my lips glistening and wet,
for once again you I kiss,
and you taste the bliss
that we shared, only us two. | |
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Posted: 4/24/2012 2:42:45 AM | Passion’s little devil
Sneaks into the soul
To play havoc with desires
In twist of intense yearnings
Unleashes a torrent of lust
For greedy caresses of hands playing
Wet, driven kisses twinned
With licking tongue & sucking lips
Consuming every inch of flesh laid bare
To burst in flaming...ooohhh!
Demanded upon this body, now! | |
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Posted: 5/3/2012 8:52:02 PM | In A Summer Rain
Walking hand in hand in the park,
not quite light and yet not quite dark.
We talk and listen to the sounds
emanating from the forest, coming all around.
Suddenly we see a hidden spot in a grove,
and move there as if we were told.
holding each other close with our body heat
melting and pressing our souls, together we keep
as we kiss and hold ourselves ever so close,
basking in our glow, engulfing us both.
From nowhere it began,
the heavens bursting open in thunder and rain.
Caught in the downpour and soaked to the skin,
as the rain falls harder, together we cling.
Not knowing to run,
not knowing to hide,
we hug each other fiercely,
and hope we'll survive.
Laughing as we part from our embrace,
I watch the water stream down your face.
Kissing the drops as fast as they come,
I'm losing this game but it sure is fun.
Pulling back and looking at every wet inch of you,
I am stunned and intoxicated too.
For what I can plainly see
is something I dream about, is something I like to believe.
Your t-shirt wet and plastered like a second skin
revealing your body's glory and the delights within,
intoxicating me and irresistibly drawing me in,
Your t-shirt clings to your breasts like it wasn't even there,
and under your shirt you are bare,
your nipples consume my eyes and I stare,
for I want you in my mouth so I can taste,
the softness of your skin and my pulse begins to race,
my heart thumping at a quickening pace,
and I lick my lips and look into your face,
with my eyes begging for your grace,
to begin this sublime play and yearning.
Your nipples stand hard and erect, from the heat or the cold,
but it's not a question I'm asking, yet surely I do not know.
Not one to lose this moment in time
for to waste these pleasure is quite the crime
I lean forward and grasp your nipples in my teeth,
round and hard in my mouth and you moan and speak.
Rain running in rivers down your chest,
down my face and down the rest,
you grab my head and thrust your breasts toward me,
pushing my mouth on you, feeling all so hungry
and from your eyes above my head looking down you see
that I'm ravenous and needing you as I feed.
I grasp your back and pull you to my face
for I do not want to lose this treasure or this place,
because this moment in time fulfills in both of us a need,
giving freely without malice or greed,
and through the cloth with my teeth,
I tug on your nipples, trying to set them free.
But alas the shirt does not give way,
even though I lick and tug and gently play.
You bury your face in my hair,
moaning and feeling the wetness there.
Oh how you want more
standing in the wood without a care,
the blood in your ears a deafening roar.
Suddenly the rain stops and the sun does shine,
this passing storm visits but a short time.
And coming closer we hear the voices,
and we are left with some very hard choices.
You pull back and your nipples escape my mouth,
but still aching and thrusting about.
I quickly give you my shirt to cover your shirt,
so you may not be embarrassed or hurt.
The spell is broken,
in a small moment but a token,
of life that gives us life,
to play and explore whether wrong or right.
But are you frustrated too?
The look in your eyes in sad and blue.
But never fear my love,
for another moment will come to pass,
and this time I promise above,
the joy of the next time will eternally last. | |
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Posted: 5/5/2012 5:34:15 PM | I want to dine
On the man of your flesh
Encapsulating in moments
Let me take you deep
Riveting forces plunge
Into a wetness tight
Licking along power
Twist the juices inside
Slow in the tasting
Flavour of tease exalts
On the tip placed
Lips lush & full
The mounting I pull
To a thunderous swelling
Driven in a frenzy
Flood me the fluid creamy | |
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Posted: 5/5/2012 7:01:48 PM | Lover on Fire
Darling, you are surely a lover on fire
And I can't help but be inspired by the way
Such scarlet flames dance at your feet as you breathe.
Oh, take me into your sultry silken arms
So we can dismiss our shy intuition
As we so lie in apt determination
With us searching for special things in ourselves.
I desire to slip straps off your soft shoulders
So to pleasure any restless senses that
May still harbor longing for my gentle touch;
I wish to satisfy every single inch
And essence that was destined to feel my love.
Your lips ensure my own that this feels right, and
Thrice movements are made as we take advantage
Of every second that beckons our skin to
Slip sweetly in this vespertine engagement.
There are stars in my eyes and suns in your soul
That yearn to learn the intricacies of what
Makes a moment truly nobly romantic,
And I believe we have the matches needed
To show the universe the magic we've sought
As we draw ourselves closer under these sheets.
Aye, these sheets that meet our bodily contours
And keep the evening proper as we prepare
To bury our young hearts in each others' love;
Fortunate lovers come together at last
As we impassion every degree of us. | |
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Posted: 5/5/2012 11:08:16 PM |
^ wow- imagine what you'll write in twenty years
romantic indeed...
He'll be writing:
Why the f*ck did I marry this b*tch?
She cheated on me and gave me an itch!
I loved her more and more
and all I got was the boot and shown the door.
Now I gotta find someone new
'cause I'm horny and gotta screw.
But it won't be easy 'cause I'm broke as hell,
that b*tch of mine took my wallet and started to yell,
so now I'm deaf and slightly smell,
for I haven't showered in the box I habitate,
I wish I hadn't written that poem,
'cause now all I can afford to do is masturbate...
Sorry folks, feeling playful today. Have a good one.
(nice poem by the way) | |
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Posted: 5/5/2012 11:31:52 PM | ^ hahahahaha
I must be rubbing off on a few
with my out look thats askew
cause I know Im a crazy b*tch
with a you know what kind of itch
so sock it to me without fore play
and I'll just moan hooray hurry!
ox y'all | |
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Posted: 5/12/2012 10:38:25 AM | I seem to have trouble writing short works so i tried this. Not as short as I would like.
A Quickie
"Hi"
"Hi"
"Sex?"
"You bet!"
Bodies naked,
barely waited.
Thrust and push,
slow and rush.
"That feels so good, oh God!"
"Yea baby, you're so hot!"
Bodies grind,
in front and behind.
"Faster, harder, DEEPER!!!"
"Uh, uh, yea, sweetie"
"OH GOD I'm Cumming!!!"
"Yea baby, I'm cumming!"
"OH YES!!!!"
"AAAAAAAA, ahhhhh, ssssss."
"Call me?"
"Uh, sure baby."
"Bye"
"Bye"
Girl,
you're such a jerk.
Guy,
high five. | |
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Posted: 5/12/2012 10:51:28 AM | A (not so) Quick Touch
Lips,
locked in a kiss.
Eyes,
open and wide.
Ears,
straining to hear.
Arms,
clinging very hard.
Hands,
caressing this dance.
Fingers,
roaming and linger.
Breasts,
thrusting and pressed.
Nipples,
begging and fickle.
Belly,
trembling and sweaty.
Hips,
thrusting and dips.
Thighs,
invitingly wet inside.
Legs,
wrapped tightly and begs.
Cock,
stiff like a rock.
Ass,
firm and brash.
Muscles,
straining and supple.
Sweat,
slick and wet.
Need,
hot and sweet.
Desire,
burning like fire.
Inside,
fingers wetly slide.
Moans,
gasps and groans.
Teeth,
nipples wrapped in heat.
Gone,
fingers are withdrawn.
Enters,
seems like forever.
Inside,
a****glides.
Gasps,
hoarse and fast.
Thrusting,
pushing and rushing.
Sounds,
escaping out unbound.
Bodies,
slapping so hotly.
Breath,
ragged and unkept.
Feeling,
building and reeling.
Wet and hard,
joined together without regard.
Hips and ass,
racing towards each other fast.
Bodies locked,
together and rocked.
Pleasure and peaks,
building and rushing to meet.
Orgasm and pleasure,
exploding and sharing together.
Screams and bellows,
throaty and low.
Fingers and hands,
locked wherever and jammed.
Smiles,
warm and worthwhile.
Afterglow,
gentle and slow. | |
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