| | Tale's of Seduction 3Page 1 of 1 | candle light glow
notes from a piano
maxwell wailing this womans work
arms around my shoulder
arms resting on her sexy curves
eye to eye
moving side to side
our lips connect
we share a breath
satin sheets covered with petals of roses
heavenly scent filled our noses
black cloth over her eyes
hands and feet tied
laying there naked
helpless wondering waiting
icecube between my lips
giving her a genlte kiss
then down her neck
chest, making circle around her breast
ice to flesh
nipples erect
goose bumps all of a sudden
as the path reach her belly button
ice in mouth
tounging and sucking down south
cold to warm to wet to cold to hot
middle finger in and out
desire to move, to touch, but can't
struggling with the restaints
wet pecks from her thigh to
her tattoo of sagitarius
her position precarious
lightly sliding my locks across her skin
i pause to take it all in
john mayer crooning your body is a wonderland
oil filled my hand
my fingers slip and slide
over her figure, i slowly let myself inside
the heat, so soft, so moist
body on body, deeper and deeper with each stroke
kissing behind her ear
palms spreading her rear
hips rolling
fountain overflowing
increasing tempo
connecting the center of our souls
losing control
imploding
exploding
untie, turnover
candle wax dripping drops on her back
she react
sensations of the heat
hot to warm to cool til the wax freeze
hands around her waist
gradually penetrate
a firm tap
"throw that thing back"
pulling her hair
"don't stop baby right there"
watching her butterfly flap its wings
my middle digit playing underneath
she try escaping
i pull her back "take this..."
longer stronger harder faster
her legs begin to shake, my loins spasms
thrusting and throbbing inside her chasm
"yes! yes! thats it! thats it"
we climbed exctasy's mountain seperate
we reached the peak together | |
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Bezoa
| | Joined: 7/2/2012
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| Tale's of Seduction 3
Posted: 7/15/2012 9:42:46 PM | No worries, but you should put all your poems in the one thread. That way, if someone likes your stuff, they know where to find it. It also makes it so you can post as many as you want without spamming the forums with a multitude of threads.
In other sections, you can only post so many times, but in the poem section, you can post as much as you want I think. | |
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| Thats messed up
Posted: 7/19/2012 11:39:08 AM | She grew up on the eastside of St. Louie
sparked a conversation said she thought that she knew me
Over blunts and brews we got better acquainted
told me stories of how her life became tainted
she would end each episode with "that's messed up aint it"
and after hearing each testimony I ruled in favor of the plaintiff
she said she must have missed her blessing because she always had her own
mom died of breast cancer when she was 12, dad locked up for God knows how long
just 13 years old but her body was full grown
her uncle use to do things to her when they were alone
her auntie was a junkie and resented her
she thought there's no way I can present this to her
so she ran away from home
no where to go no where to turn she got caught shoplifting, so they put her in the system
bounced around a few years til she ran again this time in the arms of a pimp
he impressed her, fed her, dressed her, invested in her, street educated her
she said it felt good to make a little paper even if it was from old men that laid with her
she did so many unmentionable things for unmentionable wages
pimp beat the shit out of her when he found out she was putting something away for savings
showing me the scars she said she knew the games so she really can't blame him
she took a drag, her eyes look so sad, "now thats messed up aint it" | |
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| The greatest head I ever had
Posted: 7/19/2012 11:41:54 AM | Let me tell you a story about the greatest head I’ve ever had
This sister was bad
She stood about 5-11
Legs like stairways to heaven
Her face was like a renaissance masterpiece by Picasso
Soft honey pecan tan accented by a caramel glow
Lips of silk satin
Her eyes watch with passion
If a picture is a thousand words there are no 10 thousand perfect words to describe
The beauty of her eyes
Sparkling burnt sienna
Sensual with a hint of innocence
Her speech was prim and proper
And I must say this lady had a nice set of… well let me stop there
Elegant and intelligent excellent in her profession
Even in casual conversation she would teach me a lesson
Her Kristal methods
had me strung out and sprung by her touch
All sounds went hush
This head she was giving had a brother in another dimension
On an erotic ascension
The way she would hold and mold my dome
this feeling was so right it had to be wrong
Strolling her fingers thru my kinky reggae strumming my locks
My eyes rolled my toes curled, she whispered, “Is this the spot?”
I didn’t want her to stop
Circular strokes of my temples
so soft and gentle
Having intercourse with my mental
the orgasm metaphysical
my body weak from fullfillment of her ritual
I layed my head in her bosom and looked in her eyes
Baby you can massage my scalp anytime!!! | |
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| The greatest head I ever had
Posted: 7/19/2012 1:38:08 PM | | Haha! f'ing great! wow. I want to say you're gifted but I know you worked for it. I cannot give you enough praise! | |
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| Thats messed up
Posted: 7/19/2012 2:03:26 PM | | man...thats touching, sad.. and shows the strength that so many people must have, just to get through the life they were given, makes me mad, that this is reality at this point in society..it's grave (french word for severe), man.. almost brings tears to my eyes.. I cannot be shy. This girl's beauty is radient. just in your words.. | |
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| Thats messed up part 2
Posted: 7/21/2012 8:26:57 PM | with water in her eyes, yet too hard from life to cry
she said things could have been so differant if her mother hadn't died
she was honor roll student with big dreams and lofty aspirations
a doctor, lawyer, nurse, actress, fashion designer or female first but not the oldest occupation
she said she'd never forget it, that winter the temperature was so frigid
her mother cleaned houses and did a little hair on the side to provide a living
neither gig had benefits, so she worked thru the pain, couldn't afford time off, or to pay for a doctor visit
she just used a little liquor and natural remedies to deal with the symptoms
didn't know how bad it was til that night she collapsed in the kitchen
rocking back and forth in the chair, fiddling with her hair, she hollered MAMA! GET UP MAMA!!! with a blank stare as if she was still there
her mother never came home after that night she fainted, she sighed "thats messed up aint it", i nodded, "yeah life can be so unfair" | |
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| Adam to Eve
Posted: 7/21/2012 8:29:27 PM | Hey baby why don’t you and ME
Head east
in this Beautiful garden we can make love in a field of poppie
or give names to all the beasts we see
I love you so baby cause you are a part of me
If you give up forever then I will too
I guess I’ll be wrong for loving you
Hey Lady lets have a couple of babies
Lets build a mighty nation
Pray that God forgive us not forsake us
Have a little more patience
Give us a revelation
To help us find our way
Hey baby nice meeting you again
Its been a longtime and seems like its near the end
I wish we had more time
I should have took that 1st bite
What kind of man was I
When stand accused I pointed to my wife
And every since then we been trying to get it right | |
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| Adam to Eve
Posted: 7/21/2012 8:30:09 PM | | thanks Fish I appreciate the love | |
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