CAMELOT FANTASIES

CAMELOT FANTASIES => Camelot Poetry Palace => Topic started by: Clay Death on February 16, 2016, 09:07:24 pm

Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on January 29, 2017, 11:11:00 pm: A lustful gift to thee

She lays upon a loose tangled rug of red cloth
late stoned nights
lost in dark moments of sensual sound
his words seem unreal
'Touch yourself'
he whispers, watching
'Feel your hand, your fingers'
he senses the smoothness of her skin
as her fingers slide upon her body
caress the curve of her breast
'Look at me, this man who hungers for you.'
She opens dark eyes
heavy with lust
her fingers
feeling him
'Your **** is hard in my hand'
she breaths
'I want to feel you, feel your hunger for me'

'****'
she moans to the darkness
shivering
shaking
urgent
her breath heavy
he watches
the rocking of her breasts
'**** me - **** me'
her voice urgent
demanding
primitive lust
seizes her body
sends her shuddering
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on December 11, 2016, 08:25:06 am: Quote from: Divine Metamorphoses on December 11, 2016, 01:49:22 am
Quote from: Clay Death on December 06, 2016, 09:38:40 pm
Lust Conquers All

I love it when mouth meets mouth
And tongue engages tongue
Then the moment tender embrace
Gives way to urgent caress
When hands fumble their way
Into uncooperative clothing
In their wanton eagerness
To reach the yielding flesh beneath
Where fingers probe and hands grope
And passions flame ignites
I love to hear her rasp and gasp
And feel her nails dig into my flesh
To hear that stifled scream
And watch as she bites her lip
As climax carries her away
I love the feeling of closeness
As she lies in my arms
Basking in passion's afterglow
Silent in our smug satisfaction
I feel her tender lips kiss my chest
And hear her contented sigh
I would like to know her name
But she is just another conquest

General awesome

Did you write this?

I saw it on the internet but there was no name attached to it.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on December 11, 2016, 01:49:22 am: Quote from: Clay Death on December 06, 2016, 09:38:40 pm
Lust Conquers All

I love it when mouth meets mouth
And tongue engages tongue
Then the moment tender embrace
Gives way to urgent caress
When hands fumble their way
Into uncooperative clothing
In their wanton eagerness
To reach the yielding flesh beneath
Where fingers probe and hands grope
And passions flame ignites
I love to hear her rasp and gasp
And feel her nails dig into my flesh
To hear that stifled scream
And watch as she bites her lip
As climax carries her away
I love the feeling of closeness
As she lies in my arms
Basking in passion's afterglow
Silent in our smug satisfaction
I feel her tender lips kiss my chest
And hear her contented sigh
I would like to know her name
But she is just another conquest

General awesome

Did you write this?
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on December 06, 2016, 09:38:40 pm: Lust Conquers All

I love it when mouth meets mouth
And tongue engages tongue
Then the moment tender embrace
Gives way to urgent caress
When hands fumble their way
Into uncooperative clothing
In their wanton eagerness
To reach the yielding flesh beneath
Where fingers probe and hands grope
And passions flame ignites
I love to hear her rasp and gasp
And feel her nails dig into my flesh
To hear that stifled scream
And watch as she bites her lip
As climax carries her away
I love the feeling of closeness
As she lies in my arms
Basking in passion's afterglow
Silent in our smug satisfaction
I feel her tender lips kiss my chest
And hear her contented sigh
I would like to know her name
But she is just another conquest
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on December 06, 2016, 09:36:53 pm: Afternoon Delight

I stood in the bathroom doorway
And watched her stir
The afternoon sunlight
Painted patterns on her naked contours
As it shone through the billowing curtains
Her hair, still damp from our passionate exertions
Clung to her face and neck
And beads of sweat sparkled on her skin
She lay on her side
Knees drawn up to her belly
Showing off the wonderful sweep
From narrow waist to curvaceous hip
And the perfect roundness of sumptuous buttocks
Then she rolled on to her back as she stirred again
And the magnificence of her was there before me
With patterns of light and dark dancing over her form
Her nipples aroused as the soft breeze wafted over her
Her eyes opened and she smiled when she saw me
She sat up and brushed the hair from her face
Then moved onto her knees and stretched
Leaning back until her hands touched the bed behind her
Supporting herself on clenched fists
And throwing her head right back
Until her black hair tumbled down her back
My eyes slowly scanned the beauty of her
From the cascading black hair
Down the cords and sinews of her neck
To the fine structure of her shoulders
Dwelling on her firm breasts and proud nipples
Before continuing to the soft down on her flat belly
And her round hips and buttocks
Before reaching the thick black triangle
And her long taut thighs either side
I left the doorway and picked my way
Through the discarded clothing on the floor
To reach the bed where she now sat
Sitting on her haunches she looked at me
A radiant smile illuminating her face
With eyes that said “again”
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on December 06, 2016, 09:35:29 pm: You Can Ring My Bell

Do you like making spoons in bed?
Or do you do it on all fours like beasts
Perhaps in the style of the missionaries
Or does she straddle you like a monkey on a stick?
Is she animated when you’re at it?
Thrashing about a lot
Or motionless like a resuscitation doll
Maybe you have her with trembling knees against a wall?
Mounting her roughly from behind
What about the wheelbarrow?
Have you tried that position?
Maybe bondage or spanking is your thing?
Do you play two way family favorites?
Kissing the inside of her milky white thigh
Before drinking from the velvet cup
Does she enjoy performing orally?
Is her behavior quite low, morally
Base and sluttish
Or is she prim and proper
Prudish about being rude-ish
Maybe it’s not what you do but who you do it with
Vampish or tarty, dumb or smarty
Clear complexioned or spotty
Level headed or dotty
Intelligently spectacled
Scantily clad in edibles
What about role playing and dressing up
Does she wear uniforms of cotton or serge?
And do you dress as a centurion
Or a gladiator
Do you play doctors and nurses?
Or vicars and tarts Master and slave
Butler and parlor maid
Teacher and pupil
Acting out fantasies of filth
Do you do it wearing a hat?
In German helmet and jack boots
Cross dressing perhaps
In a pencil skirt or floral dress
Leather goods or latex or pace
What about toys or sexual aids
No let’s not go there
What about swinging do you fancy that?
Arriving in a Porsche and going home in a Passat
Does she need to be of a certain physical type?
To be of the right dimensions?
Or proportions
Tall and pencil thin
Or perhaps pear shaped or round
An hour glass figure
Or a stick thin anorexic
A particular color eyes
Hair, long, short or none at all
Blonde, brunette or red
Body piercing?
A turn on? Or turn off?
Tattoo’s like wise
Do you like your beaver wild or tamed?
Does a Brazilian look too much like you need a swipe card?
And if it looks like Adolph Hitler’s moustache do you care
When her breasts are released are they like airbags deploying
Or are they small and pert just enough for toying
Are you fussy about her appearance?
Or is a pulse all she needs
Perhaps you’re not even that fussy
Is she noisy when you’re on the nest?
Perhaps that’s what you like the best
Once she’s warmed up do you make her bellow?
So you have to turn her over and make her bite the pillow?
What about location does it matter where it’s done
Do you like it to be a public place?
When she’s sitting on your face
Do you like it al fresco in the woods or maybe the park
Or does a dog sniffing your bum put you off your stroke
At someone’s party under a pile of coats
At the cinema or theatre
Out back in a dark alley way
In the car? We’ve all done it there
All around the house in the bathroom and on the stair
Well you can do it in the hall or on the kitchen table
Even on the toilet if she doesn’t care
It doesn’t matter what you do to ring each others bell
Or where you ring it bloody hell
Just as long as all party’s are willing and able
That’s the best thing of all and the most important
And the most exiting when she tells you yes
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on December 06, 2016, 09:33:49 pm: Heat

We came together
In a frenzied embrace
Mouths locked, Nostrils flared
Snorting like fighting bulls
Kissing, stroking, groping
Fumbling with buttons and belts
Hooks and eyes
Until we lay in a heap
Disordered in our semi nakedness
I caressed her breasts
Teasing her nipples
First with fingers
Before attending to them orally
I moved my hand across her soft belly
And pulled up her skirt
My mouth alternated between
Her swollen nipples and her eager mouth
My slipped under her skirt
And I reached up
Until I felt the silk of her underwear
I pulled them down to her ankles urgently
Then I moved my hand steadily
Up her long stockined leg
From ankle to calf to her inner thigh
The soft naked flesh above her stocking
Before combing my fingers through
Her luxuriant growth
She turned her attentions once again
To my ear frantically exploring it with her tongue
I cupped her pubic bone in my hand
And rocked it gently
Then I slipped my fingers between her lips
Into the creamy wetness
She moaned gently in my ear
And slid her finger around my swollen shaft
Tugging roughly at me
As I worked her wet flesh
Until her rhythmic moaning Reach crescendo
And she came
Her thighs closed on me
Then she rolled onto her back
For me to mount her
She wanted me so badly
And my balls ached for the want of her
I lay on her and we kissed
And I probed at her wetness
Teasing her lips with my tip
Then in her urgency
with her slender legs wrapped around me
She pulled me in until she enveloped me
Then she gripped me
Vice like with her slim yet powerfull thighs
Preventing my withdrawal
Her mouth was again on my ear
Licking and chewing
Her razor like nails dug into my skin
I arched my back
And entered her deeper
Then her grip on my hips lessoned
I withdrew and thrust into her again
She writhed beneath me moaning
As she tongued my ear
I thrust again
She bit my lobe
Her nails were now in my buttocks
I thrust again and again
Then again faster and faster
We moan loudly in unison
Until I exploded inside her
And she clung to me like a limpet
There we lay in the afterglow of passion
Locked in fond embrace
For a timeless period
Until our passions were again aroused
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on December 03, 2016, 07:50:00 pm: Anonymous Angel

Hidden From View
I saw you this morning
As I walked to work
You were a little in front of me,
For part of the way,
And you fell beneath my gaze.
I noticed your feet first,
Clad in sporting wear
Your shoes were sexless,
Indeterminate in gender
The only distinguishing feature
Was that they were small, but that was all.
Your black trousers were baggy
And gave nothing away
As was your sweatshirt
Which was large, long and grey,
Reaching down to cover your bum
Your brown hair was medium length
Of no particular style
So could have been masculine or feminine.
Had the necessity not arisen
For you to reach into your back pocket
I would not have noticed
The shape of your buttocks
The movement of which,
As you walked, gave you away
You were most definitely a girl
As I got closer the wind moved your hair
And through the fine brunette strands
I glimpsed in the delicate lobe
A simple feminine stud in your ear.
You continued walking head down
Watching your sexless feet
Afraid to look the world in the eye
Or afraid the world would notice you?
Either one might be true
I was level with you as we reached the kerb
And you looked up in my direction
To check if the road was clear
And I glimpsed your face,
A pretty face, a lovely face,
Briefly our eyes met
Beautiful soft blue eyes
But I could not hold your gaze
And you looked back at your feet
Withdrawing again into your shell
But I know you’re in there now
So tomorrow morning
I will look for you again
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on December 03, 2016, 07:46:15 pm: Inside The Silk

Cool silk against my hand
Soft skin beneath my palm
Fingers searching, exploring
Seeking out the source
Of sensual oils
She had secretly secreted
Finger tips touch waiting lips
Then enter to sweet labial bliss
And with deft manipulation
Of centres of erotic pleasure
I feel her body tremor
And but a heartbeat beyond
That primeval shudder
In hurried lack of ceremony
She bid me quickly enter
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on December 03, 2016, 07:44:27 pm: Down At The Beach

The beach was deserted
And silent
But for the gentle breaking of the waves
They were both naked
Her on her knees looking out to sea
He knelt behind her in the moonlight
Smelling her hair before nuzzling her neck
His hands were on her ample hips
His nuzzles turned to kisses
As his finger tips brushed
The soft flesh of her nakedness
His hands slid upwards across her silky skin
To caress the cupola’s of her breasts
And as his fingers teased her swelling mamilla
She turned her head toward him
And their mouths met
In wet hungry consumption
As passion intensified
He slid one hand slowly down across her belly
Fingers dallying briefly
In the lushness of her bush
Before finding the moist recess he sought
Her fervid response to his fingering
Brought her to the brink
And then bending her at the waist
He quickly pushed her forward
Until her head touched the sand
This presented her round buttocks to him
So he could see her open lipped pudendum
Glistening moistly in the moonlight
He slid his hands up and cupped her
Pendulous breasts
Caressing breast and teat
As he penetrated her heat
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on December 03, 2016, 07:42:57 pm: Goddess Seduction

The first embrace
Of my seduction,
And the gentle passion
Of her kiss,
Quickened my pulse,
Electrified me.
Her unbuttoning my blouse
Met with compliance
And her hands,
As if gloved in velvet
Slid across my silken skin
Mapping my contours
Every sweep and curve of me
I felt her velvet touch
On my breasts
Teasing me, pleasing me
Tingling traversed my spine
Then warm breath, soft lips
On my proud pink tips
Before the moist heat
Of her warm honey mouth
Enveloped me
My mind was in a whirl
As this sensuous girl
Made love to me
An unknown sensuality
I never knew such a feeling
Erotic, toe curling
Getting me hot, getting me wet
I submitted to her
In guiltless acquiescence
As she undressed me.
Her lips began their journey
Kissing their way, to where?
Her mouth soft and tender
Traced in kisses
Around my ribcage
Oh my god, to there
Will she kiss me there?
My body shivered, quivered.
My skin tingled
As I felt her breath
On the soft down of my belly
Should I let her?
Should I let her kiss me there?
I squirmed beneath her
My head swimming
My body burned for her,
Ached and yearned for her
I felt her breathe against my fur
Her cheek lay against my thigh
I yielded to the goddess
Opened like a portal
Delivered myself to her
In all my vulnerability
And she delivered ecstasy
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on December 03, 2016, 07:40:55 pm: She Came In The Night

It was in the early spring
When nature causes sap to rise
Before the dawn in the early hours
When from the shadows she emerged
With an ethereal quality
She moved slowly in the half light
Of the flickering candlelight
Revealing her form in snapshots
Naked but for the flimsiest garb
Something filmy, delicate and sheer,
Which hung from her sylphish form
Like a fine cloak of gossamer
A delicate silken web covered with dew
As she came closer her scent assailed my senses
Initially it cloyed in my throat, sickly sweet
Then intoxicated me like strong wine
Then she stood before me
Wearing the light gauzy fabric
Diaphanous and insubstantial
Which rendered her naked to my eyes
And I gazed into the hypnotic green of hers
The spell was broken by her sweet breath
Which plumed between us in the cold air
In rhythm to the heaving of her chest
Her breasts crowned by her arousal
My eyes moved from the erect sentinels
To the sable triangle below her soft belly
Then returned to be once again entranced
By the sultry green eyes of the seductress
In a silken movement she discarded the flimsy garment
And moved closer, only millimeters away
So close I could feel the beating of her heart
And with every breath she took
Her nipples gently brushed against my skin
Then I felt her hands on my skin
And electricity seemed to move between us
Her touch, soft and delicate on my skin
And as they moved across my body
It felt as though I was being wrapped in silk
Her lips pressed gently against my skin
As she kissed my chest, my neck, my throat
Then up to my cheek and finally my lips
Where she moistly kissed my mouth
Then without warning she became animal and urgent
As she pushed me onto the bed
Her nails dug deep into my flesh
And her mouth pressed hard against mine
Her tongue was darting into my mouth like a piston
Her hands sought me out and found me hard and pulsing
She tugged at my hardness, then enveloped me
Immersing me in her, coating me in warm honey
Her muscles were tight about me
As all at once she was rising and falling on me
Her mouth left mine and her tongue explored my ear
And her sharp teeth chewed at my lobe
Deep rasping breaths turned into loud animal moans
As her exertions became more urgent
Her mouth returned to mine as her passions grew
And when the first orgasm rippled through her
Her kisses turned to bites and she bit my lip
Then she began to lose control and she lost the rhythm
I gripped tight on her hips and imposed my beat
Her moans had turned to wails
And she whipped me with her hair
As she cast her head back and fourth with each stroke
Then that moment arrived
When we both stood upon the edge,
Of that most delicious precipice
Between the bestial coupling, primeval and base
And that joyful release of climax
I exploded inside her with an involuntary grunt
And she let out a banshee wail
All of a sudden I was wide awake
Laying alone, my skin moist with sweat
The bed in total disarray
I was breathing hard and
I imagined I could still smell her scent
And as I moistened my lips
I detected something odd
The metallic taste of blood on my tongue
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Yelle Hughes on October 18, 2016, 11:10:21 am: Quote from: Divine Metamorphoses on October 01, 2016, 03:59:44 am
Soulsexual

This
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on October 18, 2016, 10:32:13 am: MF
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on October 01, 2016, 03:59:44 am: Soulsexual
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on September 06, 2016, 01:43:04 pm: Quote from: Divine Metamorphoses on September 04, 2016, 02:25:17 am
Quote from: Clay Death on September 03, 2016, 09:16:54 pm
Your beauty left me breathless

by PurplePlunger

1
I've thought so much about you
Of why and how we met
Was this an act of providence
A day I can't forget

2
It happened very quickly
I'd waited on the chair
The room was dark and empty
The next thing you were there

3
You glided in so softly
Your robe a virgin white
A smile that shone so brightly
It filled the room with light

4
Your beauty was astounding
Your eyes a chocolate brown
I looked at them and saw your sole
And felt that I would drown

5
My hands reached out to touch you
To check how you would feel
A Venus stood before me
And you were very real

6
Your body pressed against me
The fire between us flared
The passion rose within me
In the moment that we shared

7
Your hips thrust hard into me
Your hands reached slowly down
Untied the belt and opened up
Your warm white dressing gown.

8
Your breasts so soft your nipples hard
Your skin glowed in the night
A lasting kiss upon your lips
Your fears now put to flight.

9
My hands move up and squeeze your breasts
Your nipples in my fingers
My lips move down your body then
And there my warm mouth lingers

10
My tongue darts out, your body shakes
My mouth sucks in your nipple
I move my hands down to your mount
Your body starts to ripple

11
Your hand now grasps my hardening shaft
Your mouth lets out a sigh
My body trembles with your touch
My spirit fling high

12
Your hands are warm around my rod
My fingers find your clit
They move a little deeper now
And penetrate your slit

13
Your fingers stroke my ****
As we rock close to and fro
Our mutual teasing's gentle
With the pressure building slow

14
So soft and wet your **** feels
Your breathing's getting stronger
The blood is pounding in my ****
I can't hold back much longer.

15
You lead me to the sofa
And bend in front of me
Your glistening swollen deep red lips
Are all that I can see

16
I move up close with rod in hand
Your **** opens wide
I penetrate your wetness
And feel the warmth inside.

17
You thrust back hard against me
The rhythm starts off slow
Your lips enfold my swollen ****
Your body starts to glow.

18
I grasp your hips and pull you back
The pace is getting quicker
And with each plunge into your sex
My shaft is getting thicker.

19
I feel you stiffen, hear you moan
The pressure builds within
I can't hold back I can't pull out
My head begins to spin

20
I come in waves and fill you up
Your body starts to shake
Your knees collapse your arms give way
Now how much can we take

21
I lift you up and hold you tight
I kiss your smiling lips
We're moulded close together now
From heads down to our hips

22
Now we are together
And our minds and bodies one
Will we ever be divided
Neither you nor I will run

23
We've explored our inmost beings
Touched each other in and out
Can we know each other better
It's what love is all about?

Breathless
Thank you!

you are welcome lady D.

glad you are enjoying the sights and sounds of Camelot.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on September 04, 2016, 02:25:17 am: Quote from: Clay Death on September 03, 2016, 09:16:54 pm
Your beauty left me breathless

by PurplePlunger

1
I've thought so much about you
Of why and how we met
Was this an act of providence
A day I can't forget

2
It happened very quickly
I'd waited on the chair
The room was dark and empty
The next thing you were there

3
You glided in so softly
Your robe a virgin white
A smile that shone so brightly
It filled the room with light

4
Your beauty was astounding
Your eyes a chocolate brown
I looked at them and saw your sole
And felt that I would drown

5
My hands reached out to touch you
To check how you would feel
A Venus stood before me
And you were very real

6
Your body pressed against me
The fire between us flared
The passion rose within me
In the moment that we shared

7
Your hips thrust hard into me
Your hands reached slowly down
Untied the belt and opened up
Your warm white dressing gown.

8
Your breasts so soft your nipples hard
Your skin glowed in the night
A lasting kiss upon your lips
Your fears now put to flight.

9
My hands move up and squeeze your breasts
Your nipples in my fingers
My lips move down your body then
And there my warm mouth lingers

10
My tongue darts out, your body shakes
My mouth sucks in your nipple
I move my hands down to your mount
Your body starts to ripple

11
Your hand now grasps my hardening shaft
Your mouth lets out a sigh
My body trembles with your touch
My spirit fling high

12
Your hands are warm around my rod
My fingers find your clit
They move a little deeper now
And penetrate your slit

13
Your fingers stroke my ****
As we rock close to and fro
Our mutual teasing's gentle
With the pressure building slow

14
So soft and wet your **** feels
Your breathing's getting stronger
The blood is pounding in my ****
I can't hold back much longer.

15
You lead me to the sofa
And bend in front of me
Your glistening swollen deep red lips
Are all that I can see

16
I move up close with rod in hand
Your **** opens wide
I penetrate your wetness
And feel the warmth inside.

17
You thrust back hard against me
The rhythm starts off slow
Your lips enfold my swollen ****
Your body starts to glow.

18
I grasp your hips and pull you back
The pace is getting quicker
And with each plunge into your sex
My shaft is getting thicker.

19
I feel you stiffen, hear you moan
The pressure builds within
I can't hold back I can't pull out
My head begins to spin

20
I come in waves and fill you up
Your body starts to shake
Your knees collapse your arms give way
Now how much can we take

21
I lift you up and hold you tight
I kiss your smiling lips
We're moulded close together now
From heads down to our hips

22
Now we are together
And our minds and bodies one
Will we ever be divided
Neither you nor I will run

23
We've explored our inmost beings
Touched each other in and out
Can we know each other better
It's what love is all about?

Breathless
Thank you!
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on September 03, 2016, 09:18:45 pm: Wednesday

by anythinghewants

It was a Wednesday.
It was a favorite skirt -
grey, ruffles, short,
just long enough to look demure,
innocent,
from certain angles,
but short enough to
show enough
when the moment was right.

I sat by him on a beach that day,
a beach designed for children.
And underneath my clothes,
a blue bikini,
dark blue.
I wanted to take off the
clothes, wear the dark blue bikini
take off the bikini,
wear him.
But instead,
because people were close, always,
he gave me a story to read,
a story pretending to be
about French Louie
but in reality,
about roller coaster rides,
hard nipples, exposed pussies
public orgasms.
A story that made
the heat rise low inside,
made my face flush,
made me want.

And later,
no bikini,
only skin under clothes,
spreading legs,
wondering if he noticed,
if he could see
what I wanted him to see.
Even with the others people
everywhere, always,
I didn't care.
Too hot,
too wet,
to ready, ready, ready for anything.

Then there was
a chance meeting
on the road,
(could it be
luck, or
something else?)
"Can i come with you?"
"Go to the other house."

And he met me there,
empty place, half abandoned;
a magic wand,
a counter top,
skin on skin
my nipple lost inside his mouth.
He could lift me,
move me,
tell me where,
how to be,

Anything....

So squatting, low,
looking up, eyes on his face,
his **** pushed far,
past teeth, tongue
all the way down my throat,
so far,
on the verge of choking,
but not quite.
(i'm alive for this:
the throb, the warmth, musk;
essence of him pouring
down into
the inside.
Just let me,
swallow, again, swallow, again
digest this,
consume it,
make it myself.
Keep looking up,
look at his face.)

He ran away,
before anyone could wonder. . . .
I understood,
I always understood.

But moments later,
all the pleasure,
wracking through me,
shaking, electric,
throb throb throb,
****, outside and inside
consuming,
pulsing with ecstasy
again and again.
I couldn't stop
for what seemed like
a long, long time.
And after,
Legs so weak,
hands shaking,
hard to move.

Finally, the calm,
the rush of happy
after the vortex.
And I walked down the hill,
found him again,
surrounded now,
by people.
Glanced his way,
felt the secret burning
in my mind,
still wet and hard,
trembling,
still beating,
a living thing,
bursting at my seams.

(But I was made
to keep secrets like this
to hide them
somewhere,
in the deep of my throat,
under my skirt,
far back,
down,
up inside
Forever.)
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on September 03, 2016, 09:16:54 pm: Your beauty left me breathless

by PurplePlunger

1
I've thought so much about you
Of why and how we met
Was this an act of providence
A day I can't forget

2
It happened very quickly
I'd waited on the chair
The room was dark and empty
The next thing you were there

3
You glided in so softly
Your robe a virgin white
A smile that shone so brightly
It filled the room with light

4
Your beauty was astounding
Your eyes a chocolate brown
I looked at them and saw your sole
And felt that I would drown

5
My hands reached out to touch you
To check how you would feel
A Venus stood before me
And you were very real

6
Your body pressed against me
The fire between us flared
The passion rose within me
In the moment that we shared

7
Your hips thrust hard into me
Your hands reached slowly down
Untied the belt and opened up
Your warm white dressing gown.

8
Your breasts so soft your nipples hard
Your skin glowed in the night
A lasting kiss upon your lips
Your fears now put to flight.

9
My hands move up and squeeze your breasts
Your nipples in my fingers
My lips move down your body then
And there my warm mouth lingers

10
My tongue darts out, your body shakes
My mouth sucks in your nipple
I move my hands down to your mount
Your body starts to ripple

11
Your hand now grasps my hardening shaft
Your mouth lets out a sigh
My body trembles with your touch
My spirit fling high

12
Your hands are warm around my rod
My fingers find your clit
They move a little deeper now
And penetrate your slit

13
Your fingers stroke my ****
As we rock close to and fro
Our mutual teasing's gentle
With the pressure building slow

14
So soft and wet your **** feels
Your breathing's getting stronger
The blood is pounding in my ****
I can't hold back much longer.

15
You lead me to the sofa
And bend in front of me
Your glistening swollen deep red lips
Are all that I can see

16
I move up close with rod in hand
Your **** opens wide
I penetrate your wetness
And feel the warmth inside.

17
You thrust back hard against me
The rhythm starts off slow
Your lips enfold my swollen ****
Your body starts to glow.

18
I grasp your hips and pull you back
The pace is getting quicker
And with each plunge into your sex
My shaft is getting thicker.

19
I feel you stiffen, hear you moan
The pressure builds within
I can't hold back I can't pull out
My head begins to spin

20
I come in waves and fill you up
Your body starts to shake
Your knees collapse your arms give way
Now how much can we take

21
I lift you up and hold you tight
I kiss your smiling lips
We're moulded close together now
From heads down to our hips

22
Now we are together
And our minds and bodies one
Will we ever be divided
Neither you nor I will run

23
We've explored our inmost beings
Touched each other in and out
Can we know each other better
It's what love is all about?
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on August 23, 2016, 06:20:23 pm: Quote from: Clay Death on August 09, 2016, 04:19:55 pm
Mona Lisa

by Yaraluna

Mona Lisa

she felt his eyes on her
she knew she had blushed
it's the champagne she said and smiled
sharp teeth under a Mona Lisa smile

he was there, like a wolf at the door
she felt his presence
like blood on her tongue
like a demon in her womb

she knew what he was thinking
he always knew what she wanted
turn to stone the prissy cocktail crowd
take her there on the table
shameless
broken crockery and laughter

he awoke the animal in her
his words burnt her flesh

he had walked in from the night
matched her blow for blow
flame to her flame
her equal, her accomplice

she smiled at her husband
but it was her lover's hands she felt around her waist
how was your day darling?
she saw herself kneeling to taste her lover's seed
Mona Lisa...

and she smiled when he entered her empty bed
she smiled until he made her scream...

Awesome find
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 21, 2016, 04:02:49 pm: Quote from: pryzmsticv on August 20, 2016, 03:57:57 am
Felt this so belonged, in the beauty of luv making all night long.

exceptional lady V.

keep it rolling.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 20, 2016, 03:57:57 am: Felt this so belonged, in the beauty of luv making all night long.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 11, 2016, 11:12:36 pm: Quote from: Divine Metamorphoses on August 09, 2016, 08:40:56 pm
Quote from: Clay Death on August 09, 2016, 04:21:31 pm
Lucky Knight

by Kinkyladyg

An armored knight rode all alone
Worn from battle far from home
Made famous by word and deed
Riding upon his mighty steed
He stumbled upon a crumbling tower
Last vigil of an ancient power
He looked upon it in trancing wonder
Treasures inside did he ponder
He climbed down and drew his sword
Then went inside without a word
The knight crawled through broken halls
Faded glory hanging on the walls
Upon a staircase he did stumble
That's when he heard the frightful grumble
The beast leaped upon him with lightning speed
So grateful his blade was freed
The battle was over just that fast
So grateful his luck did last
Up the stairs he finally crept
Where he listened as she wept
A enchanted maiden he had freed
An ancient heir with mighty need
He took her virtue then and there
Bound to him, his lady fair

This knight suits the Camelot Realm

Great choices General

glad you are enjoying this lady D.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on August 09, 2016, 08:40:56 pm: Quote from: Clay Death on August 09, 2016, 04:21:31 pm
Lucky Knight

by Kinkyladyg

An armored knight rode all alone
Worn from battle far from home
Made famous by word and deed
Riding upon his mighty steed
He stumbled upon a crumbling tower
Last vigil of an ancient power
He looked upon it in trancing wonder
Treasures inside did he ponder
He climbed down and drew his sword
Then went inside without a word
The knight crawled through broken halls
Faded glory hanging on the walls
Upon a staircase he did stumble
That's when he heard the frightful grumble
The beast leaped upon him with lightning speed
So grateful his blade was freed
The battle was over just that fast
So grateful his luck did last
Up the stairs he finally crept
Where he listened as she wept
A enchanted maiden he had freed
An ancient heir with mighty need
He took her virtue then and there
Bound to him, his lady fair

This knight suits the Camelot Realm

Great choices General
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 09, 2016, 04:21:31 pm: Lucky Knight

by Kinkyladyg

An armored knight rode all alone
Worn from battle far from home
Made famous by word and deed
Riding upon his mighty steed
He stumbled upon a crumbling tower
Last vigil of an ancient power
He looked upon it in trancing wonder
Treasures inside did he ponder
He climbed down and drew his sword
Then went inside without a word
The knight crawled through broken halls
Faded glory hanging on the walls
Upon a staircase he did stumble
That's when he heard the frightful grumble
The beast leaped upon him with lightning speed
So grateful his blade was freed
The battle was over just that fast
So grateful his luck did last
Up the stairs he finally crept
Where he listened as she wept
A enchanted maiden he had freed
An ancient heir with mighty need
He took her virtue then and there
Bound to him, his lady fair
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 09, 2016, 04:19:55 pm: Mona Lisa

by Yaraluna

Mona Lisa

she felt his eyes on her
she knew she had blushed
it's the champagne she said and smiled
sharp teeth under a Mona Lisa smile

he was there, like a wolf at the door
she felt his presence
like blood on her tongue
like a demon in her womb

she knew what he was thinking
he always knew what she wanted
turn to stone the prissy cocktail crowd
take her there on the table
shameless
broken crockery and laughter

he awoke the animal in her
his words burnt her flesh

he had walked in from the night
matched her blow for blow
flame to her flame
her equal, her accomplice

she smiled at her husband
but it was her lover's hands she felt around her waist
how was your day darling?
she saw herself kneeling to taste her lover's seed
Mona Lisa...

and she smiled when he entered her empty bed
she smiled until he made her scream...
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 09, 2016, 04:17:01 pm: It's Breathless

by Innocentuntilprovenwet

It's breathless
Just a whisper
Like the last light in a dream fast fading

She's calm
While he kissed her
Dim in the room, the sheets cascading

Back arched
Eyes tight
Allowed to only feel,hear,smell

Arms bound
His fingers light
Tracing her curves,the mound,the swell

"You're Mine"
said softly
Not a question,a statement her heart beating,blood flows

"Yes Master"
She answers
A smile on her lips because she knows
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 07, 2016, 11:05:16 pm: Beach Dream

by erikafoxx

Beach Dream

I watch every move of his tan body,
His muscles rippling as he jogs by.
Glorious beads of sweat cover his body,
Glistening in the bright sunshine.

I see her soaking up the afternoon sun,
White bikini against her bronze skin.
She's lowers her matching Coach sunglasses,
And watches me as I jog past.

My eyes follow his strong legs
From ankle to thigh,
And I admire where they come together,
Hidden under his black running shorts.

Her blonde ponytail flips in the breeze,
And wisps of it dance across her face.
Her legs are strong and her breasts
Are perfect.

I watch his body disappear in the distance,
And I feel a sweet familiar tingle deep inside.
I close my eyes and feel the warm sun on my skin,
Imagining it's coming from his eyes.

Her image is etched in my mind as I jog.
Soft blue eye shadow to highlight her eyes,
Legs slightly parted in her beach chair,
Did they open just a bit when our eyes met?

I see him stop and turn and walk back toward me,
And I can see his broad, strong shoulders
Tapering into his narrow waist,
His abs leading my eyes where they meet under his shorts.

"I just want to make sure you're okay," I say.
And I bend down to make sure.
I put my hand on her arm, and the warmth
Of her soft skin takes my breath away.

A deep, smooth voice. A shadow on my face,
A strong hand on my arm
"Am I dreaming?" I answer.
And I know the answer when his large hand rests on my shoulder.

Her voice is soft and sweet and sexy,
And she takes off her sunglasses.
She shades her eyes with her hand,
And laughs. And I smile at the joy in her laugh.

"Thank you for stopping, but I'm okay. Really."
I try to stand, but my body is overheated from the sun.
I lose my balance and he catches me,
His strong arm encircles my waist.

The skin of her back is cool against my arms.
Her sun-warmed breasts are soft against my chest.
I feel her arm around my waist,
And she wraps her other arm around my neck.

It seems like time is stopped as his lips find mine.
His kiss is so soft and his lips are so sweet and cool.
When I shiver he pulls me closer
And his mouth opens, inviting me.

Her lips are so soft, her breath sweet.
I feel her shiver in my arms.
Her hand pulls my head down to her,
And her mouth engulfs mine.

I feel his other arm slide down my leg
And in one motion he picks me up.
My fingers comb their way into the cool,
Sweaty hair on the back of his head.

She is like a feather in my arms,
And I feel her free hand on my chest.
Her lips and mouth are devouring me,
Her hands are caressing my body.

He's carrying me toward the shade of the trees,
His strong arms lowering me to a patch of soft, cool grass.
His mouth leaves mine, kissing and nibbling and licking
From my ear to my neck to my collarbone.

I hear a soft whimper from deep inside her
As my tongue traces a line from her neck to her breast.
I find her nipple through the soft fabric of her top,
And I would swear that she's purring.

My hand has a mind of its own,
And my nails scrape a soft trail up the back of his strong legs.
My hand slides under his thin shorts and I caress
The soft, bare skin of his strong ass.

Her warm hand is playing in the curls of my chest hair,
And she scrapes her fingernails across my nipple.
I feel the fingers of her other hand walk their way down
The crack of my ass, only to cradle my balls in her hand.

I can feel moisture pooling inside me
As his lips bring my other nipple to attention.
I feel his hand on my knee, and then I feel it moving
Higher across my sunburned, dry and tinging skin.

Can this be happening to me? I wonder to myself
As I trace along the leg opening of her bikini.
I let my fingers graze across the fabric between her legs,
And I feel her hips rise to meet them.

He lifts his head and stares into my eyes.
They are so blue and wanton and sweet and yearning,
And I hope he sees the same in my eyes.
I feel my wetness seeping and soaking my bikini.

The look in her eyes is pure lust as my fingers
Untie the strings of her bikini and expose her.
My finger takes a trip down the length of her slit,
And I feel her nectar dripping between her soft puffy lips.

I slide my hand around to the front of him,
And I find his hardness, his ****.
I tickle the underside with my fingernails
And I feel it twitch with arousal.

My finger finds her opening, and I slide it in,
Feeling for her happy spot inside.
I hear her moan something as my
Finger finds the spongy, soft spot.

"Oh **** yes," I moan as his finger finds its home.
I tighten my grip on his ****, and he groans,
His voice isn't smooth now. It's gravelly and hoarse,
And his hips are rocking in rhythm to my stroking.

I alternate my gentle pressure inside with
A quick circle around her stiffening clit.
Her legs are wide now, and her hand is furious
On my engorged ****.

I manage to yank down his shorts so I can get
A look at the marvelous **** that I want inside me.
I pull him down to me as I lay back on the grass,
His fingers still buried inside my swollen ****.

She pushes me away, and for a moment I'm afraid
That she's done with me.
But she unties the other side of her bikini bottoms
And lifts them out from under her and spreads her legs.

I untie my top and take it off. He stands and
Slides his shorts off, and I see his long, stiff **** at last.
"Put that marvelous thing inside me," I say, but
He just stands and stares at me, stroking himself.

"Ask me again, only this time without words," I tell her.
Her eyes are willing my **** to where her hand
Is spreading her moist lips apart. They dart from my
Hardness to her wetness again and again.

No words, he says, so I pull my knees back
And lock my arms behind my knees.
I am open for him, and wet. I lick my dry lips
With my tongue and mouth the words, "**** me."

I kneel at her altar of sweet, wet holes
That she has exposed to me, to nature.
My hand guides the engorged head of my ****
Up and down her sweet slit. "Is this what you want."

He pushes forward, sliding the full length inside me.
His hand rests on my thigh, his thumb circles my clit.
My fingernails scrape across his tight abdomen, and then
Play with his hardened nipples and we both moan.

Her muscles are milking my ****
With every slow thrust into her. I feel her
Clit harden under my thumb and I press it harder,
And her eyes widen and then close.

I feel it now, his **** the source of that familiar
Pleasure. Every thrust and every circle is pushing me
Closer to the edge of my blissful cliff. A cool breeze
Makes us shiver, and he rolls my nipple with his fingers.

I feel it now, her tight, sweet, wet **** the source of my
Pleasure. Every squeeze of my **** is pulling me deeper,
Closer to pushing us both to the brink. I feel her body
Quivering under me as her heels dig into my ass and pull me in.

I want more of him, all of him inside me. The waves of my
Orgasm start crashing inside me, and then it is a tsunami.
My body takes over and my mind explodes with the fury
Of my full release, hips bucking, head rolling, toes curling.

Her body is demanding more of me, and I oblige,
Thrusting faster and harder and deeper as I hear her animal release.
I feel outside myself, watching as my ass is hammering between her legs.
My **** spasms and I am so near.

I feel every inch of him inside, and his eyes are boring into my soul.
"Come for me," I say. "Come inside me. I need to feel you fill me completely."
His hands pull my thighs to him, and he's **** me so hard and fast,
And I come again as my own fingers take over for his thumb.

My balls are tightening and I know I won't last long now.
And when she tells me that she wants me to fill her completely,
And I see her fingering herself, I feel my own orgasm start deep inside,
And I fill her with spasm after spasm of my own wetness.

I can feel every wonderful spurt inside me as I come again,
And I squeeze his magnificent **** to milk every last drop.
He collapses on top of me, and his sweat stings my sunburned skin.
We fall off the cliff together and land softly, panting and moaning.

And then I wake.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 07, 2016, 11:00:39 pm: Bouncing Bliss

by Kinkyladyg

The bed is soft beneath my knees
as I bounce with wild glee
back arched with my chest held high
swaying breasts that make you sigh
Pleasure building I start to moan
Hardening in me I hear you groan
Then warm sensation inside I cry
Those mixed juices run down my thigh
Then I sit upon your face
Just so you can have a taste
Our passion mixed together
A tasty treasure to remember
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on August 07, 2016, 03:41:24 am: Quote from: Clay Death on August 05, 2016, 08:20:43 pm
Cleanse Me

by KinkyInkWriter

Standing in the portal--
threshold where fantasy
collides with you,
I give in to voyeuristic temptation.
You stand, momentarily unaware,
relaxed and flaccid under the water's spray.

Eyes rake in avid jealousy
each rivulet trailing over male form;
tongue sneaking out to taste dry lips,
pondering the taste of those droplets
blended with the essence of you.

Fingers tingle, longing to map bulges and planes
My skin holds memories of yours:
the rasp and sting of your jaw;
the taunt smoothness of your shoulders;
the firm roundness of your butt in my palms;
the feel of you buried deep inside me.
Lashes flutter with a soft groan.

Suddenly, frozen in awareness,
Still but for that one
part that jerks in excitement
You lock me with an expression I know well.

The arch of a brow
invites me to play;
the curve of those lips
as they flash a crooked grin,
says you know I like what I see.
The glint in your eyes proclaims
you'll fulfill every one of my fantasies.
The slight movement of your hand
beckons me to join.

Slowly I move, discarding clothes on my way--
Body languid and wet before reaching you,
heated by the focused desire
stamped in your features.
Enveloped in a warm fog of steam and longing
Tongue flicking to the base of your throat,
Feeling your pulse, tasting
water-flavored you.
The taste and scent indicating I'm home.

Wrapping my arms around your neck,
hardened nipples rubbing harder chest,
I surrender to your will,
knowing there is no right, no wrong
only us.

Hair wrapped around your fist;
legs squeezing your hips;
cool tiles against my back;
hand at my throat;
You thrusting endlessly inside me
as you gather my brokenness
until the centering is an excruciating
food of pleasure
leaving me sobbing.

In aftermath, I'm a rag doll
And the shampoo and soap
could never compare to
the cleansing of my soul.

With you, every little dirty thing
is made clean again.

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 05, 2016, 08:20:43 pm: Cleanse Me

by KinkyInkWriter

Standing in the portal--
threshold where fantasy
collides with you,
I give in to voyeuristic temptation.
You stand, momentarily unaware,
relaxed and flaccid under the water's spray.

Eyes rake in avid jealousy
each rivulet trailing over male form;
tongue sneaking out to taste dry lips,
pondering the taste of those droplets
blended with the essence of you.

Fingers tingle, longing to map bulges and planes
My skin holds memories of yours:
the rasp and sting of your jaw;
the taunt smoothness of your shoulders;
the firm roundness of your butt in my palms;
the feel of you buried deep inside me.
Lashes flutter with a soft groan.

Suddenly, frozen in awareness,
Still but for that one
part that jerks in excitement
You lock me with an expression I know well.

The arch of a brow
invites me to play;
the curve of those lips
as they flash a crooked grin,
says you know I like what I see.
The glint in your eyes proclaims
you'll fulfill every one of my fantasies.
The slight movement of your hand
beckons me to join.

Slowly I move, discarding clothes on my way--
Body languid and wet before reaching you,
heated by the focused desire
stamped in your features.
Enveloped in a warm fog of steam and longing
Tongue flicking to the base of your throat,
Feeling your pulse, tasting
water-flavored you.
The taste and scent indicating I'm home.

Wrapping my arms around your neck,
hardened nipples rubbing harder chest,
I surrender to your will,
knowing there is no right, no wrong
only us.

Hair wrapped around your fist;
legs squeezing your hips;
cool tiles against my back;
hand at my throat;
You thrusting endlessly inside me
as you gather my brokenness
until the centering is an excruciating
food of pleasure
leaving me sobbing.

In aftermath, I'm a rag doll
And the shampoo and soap
could never compare to
the cleansing of my soul.

With you, every little dirty thing
is made clean again.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 05, 2016, 08:19:12 pm: Sex and You

by KinkyInkWriter

Waiting
Anticipating
The moment I see you again
My lips smile
Thoughts of you linger
Every picture memory--perfect.

Mouth watering, I contemplate
Your next move; our next picture
In the collage of our passion.

Every stroke
Of my fingers
down
Your chest;
Every lick
of your tongue
Across my breast.

Nipples hard,
Body and eyes weeping
In unfulfillment, longing
To be filled
To take you in--
Your thickness completing;
Stretching me.

Mind flickering over positions;
Discarding all but the most basic;

I want you covering me--
My personal blanket
Surrounding me.
Scent, heat and energy
Flowing through me.
You pulsing into me.

Leg positions matter not--
Under you, around you,
Over arms or shoulders--
Passion will decide.

My need for you
Knows no bounds.
Whatever you want
Whatever you need
Take.

Just fill me up
Assuage the ache
Make me cum
Until my body stops weeping,

And stay joined to me
I feel empty when you leave.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 05, 2016, 08:14:29 pm: Tangled Fluorescence

by Lauren Hynde

Rain tries to dilute
the progression of shadows
an exercise rendered useless
by the passage of time

a dark substance
contrasts neon signs
delivers them fully legible
to the night

moss grows without the support
of walls like budding
on a bath of vapour
a permeable mist
where light flows
condensed within

the glass and the water
multiplies it

numberless crystal
(re)flexing colours on the air

breaks
drop by drop

always the percussion
of an obsessive hum
rushes a fabricated winter
until the fractured letters
spill through the windows

scintillate through our sleep
foam spills off the screen
soap, or sea
but for now it's only time
and rain
trying to dilute
the progression of shadows

the progression of time
builds a rainbow
above the haze
where we can light

a single jet of fluoride

flames out of winter
from heaven to heaven
to same cloud forgetting
all horizon references
make familiar strange places

the light the day

we imagine different times
relearning how to breathe
the ephemeral air of each room
when neon fog fights the rain
illuminates us without diluting
the weight of the crepuscule
and our tangled fluorescence.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 05, 2016, 08:13:20 pm: Fragments Of Reality

by Lauren Hynde

Sun shone on the beach of old,
on a sea as young as us...
Under an awning of gulls
Desires were stripped and dressed up...
On your body and on my own,
crystallized,
glittering without sin,
the salt of our kisses...
A boat, glimpsed in the distance
sailing the fate of finding its berth.
Soft breeze returned from the pinewood
smelling of resin.
And the music of the waves,
silently,
almost heartfelt,
resonated in the dog-whelk,
in the beach.
At dusk, on the edge of the cliffs,
temples of immolation,
we burned the remains of the fire...
And smoke, as it rose from the embers
made more ethereal the light
that burdened with mythical sense
every fragment of reality.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 05, 2016, 08:12:05 pm: The Stylization of Self

by Lauren Hynde

Breathe

the burnished steel of our bed,
as metallic glow pours from the picture-box
and rearranges us in formalized poses,
reflecting graphs of chromium-coated skin
backlit in diagrams of thermonuclear weapons
that flash in blurred ellipses
over sections of our bodies,

The curve of an exposed breast
The soft cushion of a buttock
The arch of a damp perineum

reminders of fresh sensual quarries:

You clasping my breasts to a single globe
the moisture on your lips as you descend
and engulf my stiff nipples,
distracting me from these out-of-character acts.
Your body framed within the contours of my own,
flashing hundreds of perspectives
of flickering mouths, necklines, navels, tongues.

You encage yourself in the fork of my thighs,
break codes hidden in my musculature.
My hands memorize the geometry of your ****
and enclose its radius within my vulva,
drowning our sexuality in the light
of soft-drink commercials multiplied across
the glistening surface of my rising and falling buttocks.

'The Cold War is over'
announces the man in television

(but we know better)

Our semi-metallic body parts interact in new junctions.
You slap me, try to force your flaccid **** into my ****,
middle finger looking for my anus along the parabola of my cleft,
your empty face clicks on and off in masks of anger and distress.
Your semen runs down my left thigh onto the pool
of sweat and synthesized intimacy soaking the silk sheets below.
Your head swings in my direction, as if remembering,
but you are silent:
it doesn't really matter for people like you.

For people like us

Our space is minimalist,
anonymous and functionalist to the core,
a colourless
frozen reminder of texture,
and torn pages of countless novels
line the wall over our bed,
a chill sterility of words,
a chill sterility of us.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 04, 2016, 08:45:21 pm: Quote from: Divine Metamorphoses on August 03, 2016, 11:29:14 pm
Poetry 🔥🔥🔥

But the fire up above

Extra HOT 🔥🔥🔥

this thread is too hot lady D.

;D ;D ;D ;D
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on August 03, 2016, 11:29:14 pm: Poetry 🔥🔥🔥

But the fire up above

Extra HOT 🔥🔥🔥
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 03, 2016, 09:30:28 pm: Love For Sale in Havana

by erectus123

Love For Sale in Havana

Down in Havana, on a street very poor
Stands Clarissa Balboa in a dark door
way. She has golden hair and a pretty face
A body no man would want to waste
She's hoping a tourist will stop for a visit
She's selling herself as if she's a widget
It's not easy in the Capital Comunista
Where it's near impossible to get an exit vista
So when the evening is dark, when the sun
starts to set
Clarissa tries on her sexiest bra set
Her breasts are as soft as two snow-white doves
Au natural and made for love
She puts on earrings made of feather
A halter made of smooth black leather
Her skirt so short you can see her behind
With the separate globes shinning fine
She has no hose or panties to foil
She gets by with a quick rub of coconut oil
A tourist suggested she shave her pubs clear
No foreigner wants his **** caught in Fidel's
beard
"Here comes a German, I'll make him my mark"
She thinks, as she leans into the alleyway
dark
He puts a finger to his mouth as if wanting a
quick blow-job
But soon she realizes he is a slob
Fritz jabbers a bit in Spanish, what he's trying to say?
Ah, he is looking for a very young gay
"A child, that pervert," she looks with disgust
He wanders away and gets lost in the dusk
Along comes a Brazilian, but she speaks no Portuguese
But he looks like he would like to have his **** teased
She stops him and caresses the bump in his pants
It swells up so quickly, he must want to prance
So they hook up, he bargains they soon find a price
He fancies a ****, which is her kind of vice
She takes him upstairs to her little quarter
She shares with her family that she helps support'er
The bedroom is makeshift, once a large room
Seized and then altered by a government buffoon
From a rich family that fled for a life in the States
Deserting a Cuba that Fidel did create
Of what use is history, except to light fires
Living here now requires sex for hire
There is a window and she stops to view
A full moon is visible; it's bright and new
He hands her bank notes by this shining light, and he thinks,
"It's so little, this just can't be right"
She slips the cash into a hiding place out of sight
She beckons him closer and unzips his fly
He unbuckles his belt and let's go a sigh
She washes his **** in a cold shallow bowl
Each of his large balls she does deftly hold
His **** hair is coarse, warm and curly
She looks at the clock, it still is quite early
Then she lies down upon the bed
Hanging over the edge, her head
And pulls him to her opened mouth
His **** stiffens as it heads south
She slowly takes it very deep
And relaxes thinking soon she'll sleep
He stands above her as she takes all nine inches
She mouths it all and never flinches
She licks and sucks his Popsicle
Until he starts to cream
"Your so sexy," he starts to scream
Hush, "don't be so loud my amigo"
Oh my, que paso contigo"
She tastes the cum as if a fine sauce
Then she releases her one time boss
She'd hope to satisfy him with her lips
But now he's motioning toward her hips
She spreads her legs never taking off
the mini skirt
Rolls a condom on his beefsteak's girth
She opens wide, he enters slow
It plain to see he needs to go
All the way into her **** so lean
She dabs his member with a bit of Vaseline
He's just so large and she's eighteen
He franticly drives home his nail
Over and over his huge **** does flail
He sweats, it is such an erotic scene
Her skirt is soaked with a velvet sheen
She holds his balls as he plays her sire
Pumping as a fireman putting out a fire
As she feels the tremor in his balls, she
squeezes on
He cums as if he is the source of the Amazon
He continues to pump even long after he has cum
"Is he going for a second time, no, he is getting numb"?
As he gets softer she gently extracts him
His **** now has softened like a ripe banana skin
Holding tight the condom that looks ready to burst in
Two, she takes it off and discards it in
A wastebasket decorated with palm leaves
She washes him off, dries with a soft towel, ease
-ing his foreskin gently back, his ****'s head in sight
She kisses it and says good night
Sees him to the door, he whispers something and kisses her right
On her cheek, she locks the door and
Lays down, calling it a night
He has gone and his face almost forgotten
Just a shadow, sweat on leather and cotton
There is the smell of sex in the lair
She opens the window to clear the air
Ironic in a world of communism
She must suffer the rigors of capitalism
But then it is not an easy decision
She knows other's cast derision
Charging for what most women do for free
She frowns as she kneels to pee
She feels some pain in her hip
Her **** still stings a bit
His **** nearly split her in two
But what's a working girl gon'na do
You take them all both small and big
At least this last one was not a pig
She takes no pleasure in the act
She lets them **** her, a simple fact
She wonders if she will ever again enjoy
As she did with the father of her baby boy
Lost at sea on a fishing ship a week
before the wedding feast
Her only pleasure to say the least
Her Aunt brings in her child of two
"For you my darling, I do this for you"
She holds the babe against her naked breasts
And falls asleep, she needs the rest
Madonna and child, it is no stranger
Then in days of old, with a babe in a manger
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 03, 2016, 09:25:06 pm: Claim Me, Own Me

by Welshdreamer42

So you want me to submit?
Dictate all that I do?
Allow you to claim me, own me
Relinquish my soul to you?

You want me to call you 'Master'?
Grovel upon my knees?
Bow my head as I offer up sex?
Do you? Would that please?

Well, I want to be your plaything
Filthy ****, obedient slave
To earn the attention I need from you
The carnal rewards I crave

So take control of your willing ****
I'm addicted, obsessed by you
Desperate to feed upon your lust
Now tell me what to do...
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 03, 2016, 09:24:05 pm: Our Passionate Love

by Mysteria27

Three little words, I Love You,
So much meaning, because it's true.

So much passion and so much heat,
When our bodies are together on the sheets.

I get so wet as your **** slides in,
Our bodies in rhythm, your hands on my skin.

Moans and groans, as we make love,
Your **** in my ****, fits like a glove.

A few more pushes and thrusts,
All this passion and sexual lust.

I start to scream, my juices flowing;
Our love and kisses always growing.

We ride this wave to total bliss,
Our tongues together as we kiss.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 03, 2016, 09:22:04 pm: Harvest

by rosilindjune

The fruit
is mine
but I will
share.

Pull back the supple skin.
Open the tender cut.

Inside,
waiting,
is a warm
succulent
pulp
with only
one seed.

Dip your fingers deep.
Lick them clean
and drink the nectar.

Take your fill.
Claim my flesh.
For the
growing season
has been
long and tedious;
a thankless labor,
and for
you,
my love,
only for
you,
the harvest
has finally
come.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 03, 2016, 09:20:43 pm: Whole

by rosilindjune

It is windy,
crisp and clear
as a tolling bell.
I walk beside you.
We don't look at one another.
We don't touch.
We are two halves of a moon,
separate now.

I remember your
threadbare sheets,
the old cotton
soft as chick feathers.

You will lay me down there,
all of you swollen and eager
and all of me warm and open,
blooming like a pink lily.

Your hands will
drift and stroke,
a soft wind
parting the
lush grasses,
until the rift
between us fills
with heat and memory
and we are suddenly
healed over,
shining and whole.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 03, 2016, 08:10:06 pm: Just ****....

by todski28

Hands hold your wrist overhead
bear down with strength to pin
your lust in place, as you rub
against my thigh
a splash of desire slides down the swell of my quad

A smirk lights my face as I ravage your flaunted chest , tounge laps at the base of your breasts as you squirm and wriggle

A giggle and clipped cry as I nibble on a nipple a quick flit before the heat of my breath works down to your navel, the swell of my bulging **** slides down your thigh rock hard rigidity tinged with the touch of soft flesh,

the tendons under my fingers vibrate a fury that rages,
ardent intention fires the desires deep inside you,
I tease in limbo between the want of your mouth and the demands of your ****

my hand runs down the inside of your arm, the callouses on my palm rasp as didgets pass your shoulder and slide over to your lips, a finger gently follows the ridges and slips down yet further, apply gentle firm pressure squeze a moan from the home of acapella

Trace the oval shape of your core
oh to taste you in this state a hiss as I paint with licks and kiss the trail down to your pelvis line

My free hand deft and sure traces the ticklish place around your entrance where you will accept me inside.
a battering ram into willing want my tongue tastes as a serpent flickering stutter that makes you mutter
take me,

I part your folds to sup on your pearl as fingers find the way inside
devoured by your hunger,
smooth soft heat engulfs and swallows as your hips drive downward penetration
then up onto clitoral stimulation

Your heat burns like a star , fingers stretch to
find a feel of g-spot inside, a rough ridge of pulse that tingles as my tongue mingles the taste of you.

can you dance on the verge as I urge you to cum, the precipice looms as every up, and every down flays the frayed edges of your exstacy,

it's all organic baby
those oh's you groan
the tone you
yes

slow
waves show
how close you
are to flow over
that slope slips
crashes
as hips mash lush liquid

I drink of your essence
before
hard
fast
penetration
ankles on my shoulders
our
eyes meet as I sliide
deep, cries beat my ears

consumed swallowed in the rivers mouth
that flows into an ocean
this is divinity
forgive me if I think God is between your thighs
and I wish to sacrifice at the alter
my sweat,
my breath,
my heart beat
my seed
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 03, 2016, 08:07:51 pm: Creating Shadows

by todski28

Twilight that infinitesimal place
between night and day,
you remind me of
darkness and light,
bound together in a moment
photographed on your soul
dancing between the setting
of the sun and
the rising of the moon

why transition to night
when we can bridge light
and shade
complexities in charms
wrapped in lovers
arms,
the colour of happenstance,
whole in substance,
passion red sky
in twilights eye
hang between the time
of shadow and light
suspend me in your colours

twilight experienced
thrice a day,
sun rise, sun set and
when at last our eyes met
that instant pales all else,
leaving nothing but shadows
in our wake
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 03, 2016, 08:06:03 pm: Her Instrument

by Neonurotic

Every string pulled tight vibrated
as it sung. Then tension popped.
The music continued, mellowing,
but still an echo long after the fade.

I've never thought the violin sexy

until that last note drawn under
her bow curled like calligraphy.
Her melody, my lyrics, our song
a seduction; she played me well.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 03, 2016, 08:04:45 pm: Xenoglossia

by Tzara

When I part the curtains,
her indigo jeans still hang
on the clothesline, legs spread

as I remember her last evening.
We listened to Mozart
and drank red wine.

Later, sprawled over the bed,
I played with her, with that soft part of her
that I can't say. Can't name.

Speech is not everything.
Confined in silence, yet could I
there speak my piece in tongues.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 02, 2016, 09:10:14 pm: Just For Your Eyes

by jenna2funny

I am picturing you in my head
Remembering words that were said
Goosebumps covering every inch of my skin
Tremors are starting from within
Driving me to be temporarily insane
Making me want to touch myself again

As I began to move my hands down
My hard erect nipples is what I found
Pulling on them between finger and thumb
I feel myself one step closer to cum
In my mind I see you watching me
Spreading my legs more for you to see

As you watch me I move up my hips
I move down lightly using my fingertips
Moving with purpose and direction
Wanting to make a direct connection
Wishing I had my hands in your hair
To guide you down there

Running my hand over my neat trim bush
To separate my lips, to begin to push
My fingers have found my favorite spot
She is throbbing… ****… hot
In big circles pushing around and around
I am floating, no longer on the ground

Feeling the electricity begin to flow
Oh there is a knock , wouldn't you know
" Mom, pizza is here… where is the money ?"
Damn " Just a sec. , I am coming , honey."
Just some thoughts I had today
When I started to play
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 02, 2016, 09:06:21 pm: Sweet Sucksess

by Cuntrygyrl

Laying against you late at night
My lips on your skin kissing you oh so light
My fingertips gliding down your chest
My tongue slowly traveling, doing what it likes best
My hand sliding down, resting on your thigh
Taking your balls in my palm, I hear your soft sigh
Kissing and licking my way down, leaving a tingly trail
Softly licking the tip of your now hard ****, like it's under my spell
Gently taking the head into my mouth, swirling my tongue all around
Loving the way you taste and feel, I hear you make a moaning sound
Looking up into your eyes as I slowly run my tongue down one side
You see my love and know this is one thing you'll never be denied
Holding you in my hand, so hard, I take you in as far as I can go
Pressing my tongue against you, gently sucking as I take you out so slow
Stopping at the head and swirling my tongue, I love the way you taste
Suddenly taking you back inside, I start to quicken my pace
Taking you in and out faster, sucking harder, wanting so much more
My tongue dancing along your ****, you know what I'm waiting for
Massaging your balls, sucking harder, moving faster up and down
I feel you getting close, growing tense, then you make that sound
The sound that lets me know it feels so good, and that you love it alot
Then suddenly you explode inside my mouth, so thick, so good, so hot
I swallow all you give, then slowly lick you off as I take you out
You see in my eyes how much I love you, of this there is no doubt.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 02, 2016, 09:05:07 pm: Just Sex...

by Snatch

Some might say I'm nasty,
in a kinky sort of way.
But that doesn't bother me...
those things that others say.
It just so happens I love sex,
I'd tell them with a smile.
And my favorite sex position is..
**** doggystyle!
I'm not into S & M...
or the whips and chains.
Though cuffs are fun sometimes,
but not to cause me pains.
A little bondage can be fun,
if you want to play..
But no nipple clamps or enemas...
their not for me I'd say.
Tit for tat is very fair,
so how bout we sixtynine?
In other words, it's takes two..
I'll do yours while you do mine!
There's always lots of pleasure,
when I get out a sexual toy...
I love the little buzzing sound
of it giving me much joy.
Sometimes I like to dress up,
in something made of lace,
slowly peeling panties off...
and sitting on your face.
We could do the bump and grind...
to wile away the hours..
But if it's on your mind...
I don't do golden showers.
It doesn't have to be complex..
for us to have some fun.
Just good old fashioned, romping sex!
until we both are done...
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 02, 2016, 08:58:03 pm: Quote from: Divine Metamorphoses on August 02, 2016, 08:33:48 pm
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Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on August 02, 2016, 08:33:48 pm: Awesome wow
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Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 02, 2016, 07:59:56 pm: I Got An Itch

by MRWIGGLEWORM

I got an itch I need to scratch.
I try in vain not to give in to sweet temptation
the thought of our union has me quivering with anticipation.
Lustful feelings flood in like darkness from a setting sky.

Blood boils, fevers flair all around me.
I need this so badly
I want this more than life.
My resistance fades like trying to hold sand in your cupped fingers.

Those eyes pure heaven.
I have seen my future there
i have seen eternity and beyond, longing and lust project from there wanton stare.

As I stand before this exquisite creature I whisper:
honey I need you! And kiss her eye lids.
I tell her I want you! And kiss her neck.
I tell her I love you! As IM on my knees before her a humble man who is in awe of this beautiful creature.

You caress my face and say take me IM yours!
Tell me what you want?!
Show me what you need!
Let me feel what your body desires most.

Candles aglow shadows entwined in a horizontal tango.
Rippling on the walls.
Like breakers on the shore.

Arms around my back.
Legs around my hips.
Lips and tongues on molten skin.
Passion igniting into a slow burn.

Spots before my eyes remind me of fireflies in an August field
your draining me you suckle the very essence of life from me.
Feeling as though IM about to die, and yet never so live at the same time.

My senses explode! The touch of your skin against mine.
the feel of your molten core milking my manhood like a velvet glove.
Tears in your eyes.
Two islands of paradise reflecting the passion we feel.

The smell of sweat and your over flowing nectar.
My brain in on overload!
Felling though as if every cell of my body will explode.
Hearing soft moans of pleasure.

Pinch my nipples! Oh yes twist them!!!!!
eat that ****! yes, harder!!!!
that **** belongs to you!!
Its all yours baby! Your diving me crazy!!
please baby I need more!!!!

I need you inside me now!
Yes, on my side yea! Right there!
were a perfect fit.
Oh yes, can you feeel that?!!!!!!

Oh my God IM gonna cum!!!!!
fill me with your seed!!
Claim your wife make me yours!!
I love you! IM yours!

A stolen moment just for us.
No rhyme, no reason, no outside influences.
No strings!

Just an itch that need to be scratched.
On both sides!!
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 02, 2016, 07:56:39 pm: A Slick Sticky Mesh

by raydog2163

I taste
the dam of pleasure
between your aching thighs
let me seize the moment
during lustful cries

With tiny nibbles
amongst burning flesh
oh so soft and smooth
so wet with want
a slick sticky mesh

Tip of my tongue
savors... juice of desire
circles of hunger swirl
and long laps of love
in sweet loins of fire

Will you cum
under my slow ravenous kiss
moaning and arching pants
pouring with hot frenzy
onto my scorched thirsty lips
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 02, 2016, 07:55:19 pm: Ode to a Vulva

by Lady_J

Your flowery lips,
So soft and sweet
Hide inner petals
that do entreat
A careful touch,
a warm caress
At lover’s breath,
exquisite duress.

Your rosy hue,
Your slick embrace,
A wet entrance to
Your secret place
I worship each crease
Each fold divine
And taste the nectar
That claims you mine.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 02, 2016, 07:54:06 pm: Fantasies linger

by SexplorN

Bodies tangled,
juices flow
desire ignited
fires below
Our bodies blend
skin to skin
passion driven
from within.
Pleasure mounting
ecstacy found
fantasies linger
tied and bound.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 02, 2016, 07:52:23 pm: A Scream of Ecstasy

by Doriansnow

I have watched the hot dripping of wax
Upon the straining nipples of fantasy.
Hard red tongues of hot pleasure,
And bound flames.

I have tied the ropes of obedience
Around a moist prayer of surrender.
Black silk cords in a velvet fist,
Of dark need.

I have entered the cult of deliverance
Upon the rocky floor of helplessness.
A warm well of hidden life,
And throbbing lips.

And into this cavern of silky sweat
I have unburdened my white, swine pearls,
And kneeling upon the steps of your reluctance,
I have kissed the soft, warm scream of ecstasy.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 02, 2016, 07:50:52 pm: Oral Exercises

by Havocman

Red tipped fingers stroking lightly
Rhythmically up and down tapping softly
Grasping the shaft tightly possessively
Rose pink tongue tip sweetly peeking
Between crimson lips flicking slowly
Back and forth across the tip
While fingers massage gently
Warm tongue snaking out and around
Wrapping and unwrapping
Enfolding with pleasure the
Circumference before licking
The length from top to bottom
I inhale sharply as her lips
Part slightly engulfing the end
Then softly slurping inward
Taking it into that heavenly grotto
Inch by inch and then outward
Reappearing glistening and wet
Teeth nibbling softly on the sides
As her brow furrows deeply
In concentration with the task at hand
A smile upon her face as she looks
Up at me recognition dawns clear
And she knows once more that I
Am putty in her hands
Just from watching her work
A pen over the Sunday crossword
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 02, 2016, 07:49:14 pm: The Stylization of Self

by Lauren Hynde

Breathe

the burnished steel of our bed,
as metallic glow pours from the picture-box
and rearranges us in formalized poses,
reflecting graphs of chromium-coated skin
backlit in diagrams of thermonuclear weapons
that flash in blurred ellipses
over sections of our bodies,

The curve of an exposed breast
The soft cushion of a buttock
The arch of a damp perineum

reminders of fresh sensual quarries:

You clasping my breasts to a single globe
the moisture on your lips as you descend
and engulf my stiff nipples,
distracting me from these out-of-character acts.
Your body framed within the contours of my own,
flashing hundreds of perspectives
of flickering mouths, necklines, navels, tongues.

You encage yourself in the fork of my thighs,
break codes hidden in my musculature.
My hands memorize the geometry of your ****
and enclose its radius within my vulva,
drowning our sexuality in the light
of soft-drink commercials multiplied across
the glistening surface of my rising and falling buttocks.

'The Cold War is over'
announces the man in television

(but we know better)

Our semi-metallic body parts interact in new junctions.
You slap me, try to force your flaccid **** into my ****,
middle finger looking for my anus along the parabola of my cleft,
your empty face clicks on and off in masks of anger and distress.
Your semen runs down my left thigh onto the pool
of sweat and synthesized intimacy soaking the silk sheets below.
Your head swings in my direction, as if remembering,
but you are silent:
it doesn't really matter for people like you.

For people like us

Our space is minimalist,
anonymous and functionalist to the core,
a colourless
frozen reminder of texture,
and torn pages of countless novels
line the wall over our bed,
a chill sterility of words,
a chill sterility of us.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 02, 2016, 07:46:48 pm: Quote from: Divine Metamorphoses on August 02, 2016, 06:14:15 pm
Incredible new additions for the erotic stand
Way to go General

thanks lady D.

some spicy stuff for our readers and viewers.

Camelot has something for everyone. Inspiration is everywhere here.

and perspiration too from all this steamy hot stuff.

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Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on August 02, 2016, 06:14:15 pm: Incredible new additions for the erotic stand
Way to go General
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 02, 2016, 05:03:35 pm: Sensual Overlaod

by DawnJ

A caramel-filled confection in her fingers,
she was an exotic bloom  among the pale lilies
with her copper-colored skin
and delicious curves.
He wondered
what her naked body would look like
in the moonlight.
He could see,
so clearly,
the passion she held inside her
like a beacon.

Savoring the mellow flavor on his tongue,
he felt the sharpness of her regard
like a scalpel on flesh.
She pierced him
with her bright-eyed stare.
His blue eyes were blazing,
and yet so dark
they were almost purple.
He wanted to whimper
and roar
at the same time,
passion welling in his chest.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 02, 2016, 05:01:56 pm: In the Adirondack Clouds

by oneiria

Two silver manes
regard a babbling brook.

She reaches into his lap,
with an arthritic liver-spotted claw,

circling his hardness
with an okay sign,

feeling him grow as she pumps him,
two fingers juggling his balls,

as she remembers
his insatiable mouth between her legs.

his lips squeezing her bud,
his hands mauling her breasts,

while her **** devoured his face,
her hands gripping his hair,

as she cried out in the mountain night,
her waters flowing over him

like the stream flowing down to the sea,
but not just yet.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 01, 2016, 11:41:00 pm: "I Could Do..."

by SandieQUK

"I could do," suddenly said Sandie,
"With a damned good ****!"
Drink spurted from the mouth of Andy,
As she added, "Can I start sucking..."

"...on your ****, right now?" Eyes plead,
As she unzipped his trousers, exploring.
Andy could only nod dumbly indeed,
At Sandie's hot unsubtle whoring.

His hard **** was freed from his shorts,
And Sandie's lips met it with glee.
He felt himself cum quickly - panting snorts.
Heavenly blowjob from this beauty.

Andy barely had time to even recover
As Sandie raised her skirt and pulled away
Her skimpy black thong. Andy, her lover
Was straddled in an instant. "Okay?"

Sandie asked, as she aimed his dick
Up into the wetness of her bare ****
"Mmmm, you're really big and nicely thick."
As he pushed up fast with a shunt.

Sandie let out a cry of rapturous bliss.
Andy let out moans of untold ecstasy.
"Been waiting all week for a **** like this."
Sandie wailed. Nod in agreement, did Andy.

Sandie tore at her blouse, freed her breasts,
As she bounced on Andy with deep lust
Her hot lover thought himself quite blessed
As his face was buried in her ample bust.

Knowing what she liked, he sucked her nips,
Let her give loud screams of euphoria
Andy run his tongue round the pert pink tips
As his **** got intense, more severe.

Sandie's thighs spread wide, did sideways splits
As Andy grabbed her ankles, as was his right.
Pulled her over his ****, bit wildly on her ****.
Rammed her aching twat with all his might.

Sandie's vaj rippled, massaged around his ****
Felt she was gonna come soon, powerful gasm
As Andy jacked into her, all his cummy shock
Charged up... a long sticky spurt. A spasm.

Sandie and Andy, locked together in climax.
Coated in sweat, bodies heaving and sated.
Untold sensations as Andy emptied his sacs.
Sandie was satisfied. For this she has waited...

All week, for Friday was **** Night without fail.
Any other night, or day, like this was an extra.
For Andy was her friend, lover, Alpha Male,
And Sandie was his filthiest, dirtiest, sexy Diva.

"Phew!" Andy finally said, "You are so hornee!"
Sandie nodded, "Cos of you!" Said with a grin.
She wiggled her hips, felt his **** in her belly.
Added, "Now let's see if you can do that again... "
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 01, 2016, 11:06:17 pm: the love of cum...

by PurrfectKitten22

4 The Love of Cum

It can be thick like toothpaste as it oozes from the tip
I let it collect on my tongue as gravity makes it drip
I move it so it coats my mouth and taste it like fine wine
I lap it up with ecstasy because it is all mine
I suck and nibble the skin around it because it leaves a taste
A saltiness that calls to me, can’t let it go to waste
Sometimes when the mood is right and the skin is flushed bright red
I see it fly in thick ropes and strands landing everywhere instead
When I see the muscles tighten and the **** gets hard and straight
I shake the balls beneath it because I don’t want to wait
I let my fingers find the place between ecstasy and sin
And probe it ever so gently until it lets me in
There inside your body I’m connected directly
I watch you for signs that I’m doing it correctly
I push in slightly and hear you gasp or moan
I milk you with my other hand and listen to you groan
Pre-cum slicks the surface of your smoothly textured dick
I pump my hand faster feeling the response of your prick
It jerks wildly when I begin to speak in a sexy tone
And seems to shudder as it’s cover’s blown
Then I make you stand over me, your balls hang loose and low
They slap against your thighs as you pay me what you owe
I pull on the peaks of my nipples and shake the flesh beneath
The orbs moving in the moonlight makes you clench your teeth
As they bounce like soft pillows underneath my chin
You begin to pump your **** like you’ll never cum again
You close your eyes and open your mouth and let loose the stream
I feel the flecks of warmth falling down like an orgasmic dream
My **** starts to tighten up and wetness meets my thighs
I start to feel impulsive as I drink you in with my eyes
You lay down on the bed exhausted but your **** is like a rock
I begin to climb on top of you and you jerk with the shock
Then you begin to relax as I slip up and down with ease
I rock my hips back and forth and move like a tease
I let my **** hang before you and brush against your face
And grip my **** tightly to keep you in your place
There you see the challenge lurking in my gaze
You lift your hips and dig into me as I slip into a daze
You throw me off and order me to get onto my hands
Hearing the power in your voice I obey your commands
You tell me to spread my **** open so you can have your way
And slap the curves of my ass so that I’ll have to obey
Without warning you bury your **** inside of me so deep
My juices run like water and your rod begins to seep
I feel that familiar burning and rock back against your hips
You meet me mid-grind and slow your **** between my lips
I’m frantic in the moment and beg for you to let me cum
Then I feel your finger brush up and down my bum
I feel dizzy and then just when I can’t take it anymore
You pound me with a vengeance and **** me like a ****
I scream to God and clench the sheets and my body begins to spasm
I shake and moan as you grind and move and bring me to orgasm
Then I lay exhausted, sweaty, panting in your arms
Fallen under the spell of your manly charms
I kiss you and you kiss me back and we’re safe there in our bed
We’re both thinking the same exact thing so we let it go unsaid
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 01, 2016, 11:03:48 pm: On Top

by LadyJeanne

On Top

Sliding, slipping,
wetly gripping,
oozing slowly,
gently dripping.

Slickly gliding,
hotly guiding,
teasing, tempting,
swiftly riding.

Shifting, grinding,
tension winding,
rhythm building
breathless, blinding.

Swaying, pitching,
hips bewitching --
throbbing, quaking,
finally twitching.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 01, 2016, 08:00:52 pm: Erotic my dear, you can be.
Leaving me hot, with the reads.
That purpose I do see, seducing the readers.
With the poetry. Thank you 😚😈
Quote from: Clay Death on August 01, 2016, 05:12:49 pm
Quote from: pryzmsticv on August 01, 2016, 04:40:02 pm
Very good poems my lord.
What a way to seduce the mind, visually and so Devine.
Pryzmatic to the rhyme, making luv to design.
It takes you there visually, within your mind.
Hot and erotic blind, feeling your way caressing my mind.
Taking the body and soul, pulling your luv in control.
Luv within your soul.

thanks lady V.

glad you are enjoying the sights and sounds of magical Camelot.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 01, 2016, 05:12:49 pm: Quote from: pryzmsticv on August 01, 2016, 04:40:02 pm
Very good poems my lord.
What a way to seduce the mind, visually and so Devine.
Pryzmatic to the rhyme, making luv to design.
It takes you there visually, within your mind.
Hot and erotic blind, feeling your way caressing my mind.
Taking the body and soul, pulling your luv in control.
Luv within your soul.

thanks lady V.

glad you are enjoying the sights and sounds of magical Camelot.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 01, 2016, 04:40:02 pm: Very good poems my lord.
What a way to seduce the mind, visually and so Devine.
Pryzmatic to the rhyme, making luv to design.
It takes you there visually, within your mind.
Hot and erotic blind, feeling your way caressing my mind.
Taking the body and soul, pulling your luv in control.
Luv within your soul.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 01, 2016, 01:21:19 pm: What do you want?

by ComelyWench

What do you want?
I want you to take me… to use me… to claim me.
I want you to know the effect that you are having on me.
I want to see you… to hear you… to give myself to you.
I want to know the effect that I am having on you.
I want what you want.

What do you like?
I like to feel you
To touch you
To kiss my way down your neck and over your shoulders
To rub my thumbs over your nipples
To roll them between my fingers
To press my tongue on them and feel them respond to me
To wrap my lips around you and flick my tongue around you
To feel your harden in my mouth
To tighten my lips on you and move them over you
To feel you pulse
To run my tongue down your shaft
To rub my **** over your stomach
To feel your **** pressing on my lips
And to take you inside me.
I like what you like.

What do you want?
I want to say please.
And I want to say thank you.
I want to look in your eyes.
And I want you to blindfold me.
I want to wrap my arms around you and caress you.
And I want you to handcuff me.
I want you to suck on my nipples.
And I want you to clip clothespins on them.
I want you to show tenderness.
And I want to feel your aggressiveness.
I want what you want.

What position do you like?
Lay me on my back with my legs up, so I can feel you deeply inside me.
Tie my legs to the headboard so I can’t escape your thrusts.
Hold my hands down and press your chest against my legs as you take me.
Ride me doggy style, using my hair as reins.
**** me standing up, pressed against the wall.
Roll me on my stomach, and so your thrusts will shove me into the bed.

Let me ride you, while you simply lay there and enjoy the sensations…
Of me moving up and down on you
Of me running my hands over your chest
Of me leaning forward to take your nipples into my mouth
Of me tightening my **** around your ****
Of me reaching for the headboard for better leverage
Of me slamming myself down onto your ****
Of me reaching behind me to softly grasp your balls
Of me using my fingers to stroke the bottom of your shaft as I feel it entering me.
I like it however you like it.

Where do you want me to cum?
In my hair, so the stiffness as it dries will remind me of you
On my lips, so I can rub it over my face
On my nipples, so I can watch it drip off of the clothespins
On my stomach, so I can spread it over me
On my ****, so I feel it drip off of me
In my ****, so I can feel you claim me
On my ass, so the heat of it can shock me
On my back, so I can’t reach it to wipe it off.
I want it wherever you want it.

What do you want?
I want you to touch me… to smack me;
to hold me… to restrain me;
to make love to me… to **** me;
to please me… to use me;
to enjoy me… to take me;
to make me moan… to make me squeal.
I want it hard…I want it tender
I want it long…I want it fast
I want it to feel good…I want it to hurt good

I want to kiss you
To touch you
To tease you
To hear you say “****”
To encompass you
To hear your moans
To see your grimaces
To be moved by your thrusts
To feel your shudders.

I want what you want.
What do YOU want?
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 01, 2016, 01:18:36 pm: Watch Me Play For You..

by Cuntrygyrl

I walk into the bedroom and see you sitting there
Relaxing quietly in your favorite chair
I'm ready to play and have some fun
But you're tired from all day out in the sun

So I think for a minute and suddenly I know
I can still have fun and give you a show
I take off my shirt and kick off my shoes
Stepping out of my jeans, I give you a view

Taking off my panites and bra that's dark red
I sit right across from you on our big comfy bed
I bring my hands up to my breasts
Giving them a nice and gentle caress

Squeezing them gently as I look into your eyes
Then pinching my nipples as I give a soft sigh
I lay my head back as my hand travels down
Between my legs to my soft warm mound

Rubbing my **** so soft and slow
Looking at your pants I can see your **** grow
Carefully I part my now swollen slit
Then I start making circles around my aching hard clit

Slowly my two fingers go round and round
From somewhere within me comes this soft moaning sound
Then I move down and slip two fingers deep inside
Ohhh baby I'm so wet, so easily they glide

In and out, up and down my fingers take their toll
I cum so hard from deep down in my soul
I moan your name as my orgasm flows
I need to feel you inside me so badly it shows

I look over and see you naked, standing there
Your **** is so hard all I can do is stare
I turn over and get on my hands and my knees
Ohhh come on and **** me hard, baby please

I feel your hard **** as you enter so slow
Pushing in deeper and deeper as far as it'll go
Then you start moving it faster, in and out
Mmmmm baby yea, that's what I'm talking about

Then suddenly I feel it building up from within
As you keep pounding into me over and over again
Finally I cum and my juices start flowing
With your hard **** inside me, as it keeps going

In and out you keep slamming inside
My **** is so wet your **** seems to glide
Then you start to cum and I feel you explode
My **** squeezes your **** as you empty your load
So sweaty and hot, we collapse in a heap
We curl up together and drift off to sleep.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 01, 2016, 01:16:20 pm: **** Me

by Sadie26

Touch my ****
Mmmm, spread it wide
I can hardly wait
To feel you inside

Your warm, moist tongue
Your hot, steamy breath
I wanna feel your ****
**** me to death

Rub my nipples
Pinch them tight
God, all I want
Is to be your **** tonight

I want your **** inside me
I wanna inhale your seed
I've got what you want
You've got what I need

Rock this bed
Rock my soul to the core
Slap my ass, **** me deep
And call me your ****

Tell me you desire me
Tell me you want me
Tell me our sex
Will forever haunt me

I give you my body
I give you my soul
Now give me your ****
Penetrate my fuckhole

Touch my ****
Mmmm, spread it wide
I can hardly wait
To feel you inside
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 01, 2016, 01:14:18 pm: The Potent Power of Panties

by Lia Monde

The Potent Power of Panties

Many sexual seductions start with lingerie,
That muddle men's minds and make them prey.

They dream of panties feeling great,
Nestled tight in the favorite place.

Intimate attire both physical and visual,
Causing reactions that are hot visceral.

Tho soft and fetching and small,
Dainty panties can conquer all.

A quick undie glimpse creates commotion,
And triggers irresistible emotions.

Those potent aphrodisiacs in satin and silk,
Will a poor victim's composure tilt.

Feminine lace and delicate designs,
A viewer's heart strings tightly binds.

Lingerie can transfix a gentlemen's sight,
And blind him to all but her earthy delights.

A flash of lace addicts the boys to see,
The treasure trove above your knees.

A rainbow of colors in the panty drawer,
Can match her mood or make her soar.

Sweet girls favor pinks and pastels,
But will use red to send a man's soul to hell.

Pure white beneath the school girl skirt,
Create virginal fantasies that make him jerk.

So many styles to shape her persona,
A wanton tramp or pure madonna?

The sight of a G-string shows she's a fox,
Making her suitors slaves to her box.

Loose and free though tap panties be,
Winning his heart is their guarantee.

Bikinis, hipsters and tiny thongs,
Melt the will of even the strong.

Some will spray with a favorite scent,
Others prefer their aroma to vent.

If pungent from a womanly musk,
The scent alone can stiffen his tusk.

When her excitement makes them slightly damp,
It serves to further emotions ramp.

A few are transparent and provide a view,
Of kinky pubic hair touched with dew.

When they form a camel toe,
Boys are close to climax below.

Every girl has favorites for her hunt,
In search of someone to take her ****.

Is it fair for women to have such tools
To make poor men susceptible fools?
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 01, 2016, 01:12:05 pm: Devour me

byHoney123

There are times
when I’m held captive
by your eyes.

When the world
ceases to exist
and I am yours alone.

When your gaze
sets me on fire,
and all I hear
is the beating
of my heart.

There are times
when your eyes
devour me.

When I am turned
into liquid,
a pool of desire.

When my body
aches to be
touched, begging
for you to take me.

There are times
when I wish
you were mine.

When every day
I could kiss
your lips.

When I crave
for your body,
and every inch
of my flesh desires you.

There are times
when I wish
to breathe you in,

When your scent
is intoxicating
me.

When only steps
separate us,
and a second
may be too long.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 01, 2016, 01:10:24 pm: Tell Me I'm Beautiful

by Selena_Kitt

Tell me I’m beautiful

And I will bare myself
Pale flesh
Plump, ripe fruit
For you to harvest
A sustainable feast
To indulge your appetite.

Tell me I’m beautiful

And I will open to you
Wet and wild
A torrential flooding
A raging river
To swim in or drown.

Tell me I’m beautiful

And I will surrender to you
Open my limbs
To four corners
Submit to your eyes
Your hands, your ****
Your radiant vision.

Tell me I’m beautiful

And I will open this doorway
Damp, cavernous passage
Smooth, slick walls
For you to slip
Between and into for your
Endless exploration.

Tell me I’m beautiful.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on August 01, 2016, 01:07:53 pm: Moist Invitation

byEllieB

The sweet wet,
The dark damp,
Pheromones sing
Moist invitation.

Your hands
So huge and so rough,
Caress my burning,
My yearning,
My anticipation.

Burning kisses,
Tangled clothes
Tearing, panting
Mouths busy with sweet
Exploration.

Blood pounding,
My blush
Spreads southward
To the tips of my breasts

Your embrace
Enfolds me,
Crushes my sanity,
Leaving only my need
For liquid sensation.

Impaled and possessed,
I’m filled,
Caressed deeply,
Completely entangled,
The goal of your quest.

Stabbed by your lance,
I die and see heaven.
The stars spin,
My heart sings,
My legs wrap around you
And I know you are mine.

As I come back to earth
And recover and quiver,
The place where we’re joined
Is as wet as it’s been.

Filled with your seed
Your lust and your need,
I just need to know,
Can we do that again?
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: guest256 on May 29, 2016, 10:44:48 am: His name is Horatio.
He loves fellatio.
Her name is Marie Antoinette.
With her what you see is what you get.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: guest256 on May 28, 2016, 03:31:47 pm: Thank you very much, Lady Divine. I will see what I can come up with when I've finished my longer poem which I'm in the middle of writing. It's a poem about life using scientific definitions & sociological & psychological as well as common sense perspectives all in rhyme.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on May 28, 2016, 02:29:23 pm: .
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on May 28, 2016, 02:28:33 pm: .
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on May 28, 2016, 02:27:29 pm: Love that!
Thank you lady Ann
Love it

More please
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: guest256 on May 27, 2016, 04:16:18 am: Thank you very much, Lady Divine. I can only think of another rhyming couplet. I've got a longer piece in mind about something everyone knows about to some extent.

My rhyming couplet

She took off her diaphanous dress.
She went up to him & firmly & lovingly on his body she did press.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on May 26, 2016, 07:22:31 pm: Hmmm

Please share more Lady Ann

Loving where it's going sweetie
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: guest256 on May 26, 2016, 06:09:50 am: She undressed him with her go-to-bed eyes which were as blue as the sky on a bright, summer's day.
He caressed every single curve of her voluptuous body, except in 1 thing he always got his wicked way.
He wanted a menage-a-trois.
He never got very far.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on May 01, 2016, 10:13:40 pm: A Medieval Knights Dream

Having reached her limit
she stated, “I can bear it no longer!”
Her secret garden longed to be plowed,
as the earthy scent of lust grew stronger.

The nakedness of the gathering eve,
highlighted all things smooth and tight.
The summer humidity ever moist,
oiled all in the pale moonlight.

His battering ram at the ready,
yet there was hesitation on the rise.
Were his legions too soon unleashed,
hidden beneath loves disguise?

She felt his sudden shift in maneuvers;
realigning sword with sheath.
Then rejoiced as his urgency
announced the rush of sure breach!

But sure as fair damsels are housed in towers
awaiting princes on white steeds,
her gates stood attended;
denying loves unwarranted seed.

Was true, her drawbridge was raised and locked,
and with the key secured from sight,
realization swung like a broad axe blow;
her jealous knight would have his laugh this night!

As surely as dragons breathe smoke and fire
and this holy war will most likely see him killed,
in his mind he’ll see her every suitors dream
run headlong into this unyielding shield.

And so she bid a frustrated farewell
to Sir Erectus; foiled again.
While her good knight did peacefully sleep
with a most undignified **** eating grin.

Written by tornado
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 25, 2016, 12:33:45 am: .
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 25, 2016, 12:32:29 am: .
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 25, 2016, 12:24:23 am: Suits it here
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: EquineAnn on March 17, 2016, 02:32:20 am: It's o.k. Lady Divine. There's nothing to forgive. You weren't to know.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 16, 2016, 08:44:37 pm: Quote from: EquineAnn on March 16, 2016, 03:52:17 pm
I know, Lady Divine. I've never been in a relationship & am not really into romantic literature so don't really know much about fornication other than what I was taught at school so couldn't go into the gory details.

Forgive me Lady Ann
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: EquineAnn on March 16, 2016, 03:52:17 pm: I know, Lady Divine. I've never been in a relationship & am not really into romantic literature so don't really know much about fornication other than what I was taught at school so couldn't go into the gory details.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 16, 2016, 03:27:16 pm: Quote from: EquineAnn on March 14, 2016, 03:18:53 am
I love that poem.

Lady Ann
You're welcome to give it a try
Work off of either of our prose
Just feel it in the heat of your heart and pour it on here

Love and light
Divine
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: EquineAnn on March 14, 2016, 03:18:53 am: I love that poem.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 14, 2016, 01:12:44 am: Quote from: BirdOfPrey on March 09, 2016, 09:01:54 pm
One finger in her redlined mouth
Matching the leather couch
Her boots shining
Her as a whole dripping take me,
Tonight i need more then just my hands to help
No,please i know what you look like my lover
Leave the mask on it helps the mystery
The mind plays sinful tricks to feeling you inside me
No light just sense
Hot flames get close and away
Harder
Hanging in ropes
I love that you love to play
I take her away to a special place
A hot pink swing and hot tub
Champagne, love and a full body rub
Bite your nipple lightly tugging
As our bodies grind so close we should be one
Hair is pulled and skin torn
Your ass red my hand sore
We fall asleep in this position
wake up and I push more.
©

The heat of your breath
On my neck
Makes me gasp
One little peck
My erogenous zone
Makes me shiver
Makes me moan
You like to tickle
Love to play our edging game
As you make a trail
Down my neck to my voluptuous breasts
I hold my breathe in anticipation
You have me tethered in silk ropes
You bite my lip
A teasing tip
I move towards you
In hopes for a deeper kiss
You pull away
Wanting
Needing you
You're my temptation
Love this play
All night
All day
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 10, 2016, 02:12:21 am: General can we create our erotic prose
Or would you prefer us to add published poets!

Wonderful additions!
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: BirdOfPrey on March 09, 2016, 09:01:54 pm: One finger in her redlined mouth
Matching the leather couch
Her boots shining
Her as a whole dripping take me,
Tonight i need more then just my hands to help
No,please i know what you look like my lover
Leave the mask on it helps the mystery
The mind plays sinful tricks to feeling you inside me
No light just sense
Hot flames get close and away
Harder
Hanging in ropes
I love that you love to play
I take her away to a special place
A hot pink swing and hot tub
Champagne, love and a full body rub
Bite your nipple lightly tugging
As our bodies grind so close we should be one
Hair is pulled and skin torn
Your ass red my hand sore
We fall asleep in this position
wake up and I push more.
©
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on February 23, 2016, 12:23:54 am: Quote from: Divine Metamorphoses on February 18, 2016, 12:59:52 pm
This is exciting new thread!

Thank you kindly General!

I agree with Lady V

Love and light
Divine

thanks lady D.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on February 23, 2016, 12:23:17 am: much obliged general BirdOfPrey.

I am glad you are enjoying the erotic poetry stand. it is in development.

we will have fun with it.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: BirdOfPrey on February 22, 2016, 07:55:17 pm: awesome thread will be often agree with them both =) Great job Sir
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 18, 2016, 12:59:52 pm: This is exciting new thread!

Thank you kindly General!

I agree with Lady V

Love and light
Divine
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on February 17, 2016, 11:35:25 pm: Moist Invitation

by EllieB

The sweet wet,
The dark damp,
Pheromones sing
Moist invitation.

Your hands
So huge and so rough,
Caress my burning,
My yearning,
My anticipation.

Burning kisses,
Tangled clothes
Tearing, panting
Mouths busy with sweet
Exploration.

Blood pounding,
My blush
Spreads southward
To the tips of my breasts

Your embrace
Enfolds me,
Crushes my sanity,
Leaving only my need
For liquid sensation.

Impaled and possessed,
I’m filled,
Caressed deeply,
Completely entangled,
The goal of your quest.

Stabbed by your lance,
I die and see heaven.
The stars spin,
My heart sings,
My legs wrap around you
And I know you are mine.

As I come back to earth
And recover and quiver,
The place where we’re joined
Is as wet as it’s been.

Filled with your seed
Your lust and your need,
I just need to know,
Can we do that again?
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on February 17, 2016, 06:48:50 pm: Lover's Undress

Author: David Russell

You’re a shaft of light
In my crimson evening.

Let’s make each other beautiful;
You in a silver ball gown,
Shoulders shine above it
Above superb resilient breasts.

Slow, sensual dance, rustling fabrics,
Hands, breath to lips and tongues
Held through this breeze.

I’ve striven in my work-outs
For this moment;
I’m yours to relish,
you're mine to savour.

So now undo me, see legs first
- Yours I'll match
Now find my waist and torso
- Feel at first
And then unbutton,
Peel and see.

In shorts I stand before you now,
Athletic
You’re throbbing for the next -
You take my waistband, draw

Now I’m just in trunks
- Erotic in your smouldering light.

I’ll do the same for you, I’m delicate
with zips and buttons, buckles

Release your gown,
A glittering parachute
and you step out
- In what I dreamed you'd wear:
A purple strapless one-piece
Clinging to your toned lovely from

A one-piece proclaims
A woman’s fullest power
Concealing, revealing,
Balance just right – to draw on,
and you can wear one
Before all others.

Now you’re my bathing beauty,
I am yours.

The water calls us, shimmering warm;
Let’s slice the waves,
Please do the backstroke, let me see
Your breasts, your thighs
Thrusting through the surface

And now an underwater kiss
Now to the shore

You lie on me, I rub your back
Our costumes dry, peel off
and now deep cleaving
Of thigh and groin.

You are so deep , so strong in love
Made thunderstorms;
You frightened all the others off
Yet drew me out;
Let me embrace my feminine
In our unrobing

Submission? domination?
Now those terms
Lose all pretense of meaning,
In the flooding flames of total love.

You're a shaft of light
In my crimson evening.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on February 17, 2016, 12:14:23 am: I am glad you approve of this thread lady Victoria.

I think it will be fun. people will enjoy this.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 16, 2016, 11:58:37 pm: Very well done Sire. If that doesn't inspire passionate desires. Then something is wrong within. For that to me creates a luvers sin ov crowning from within. Beautiful it would be the luvers dreams, exquisite with luvers screams. Thank you for sharing Sire, for i do greatly admire.😚
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on February 16, 2016, 10:20:31 pm: Lover’s Dance by Poet deVine

Glistening bodies entwined
in an ageless erotic dance,
seeking pleasures from each other,
seeking wonder and romance. Their lips meet in soft kisses,
their tongues begin passion’s war.
Forgotten now, the outside world.
All is here, behind this door.

He strokes her body tenderly,
she arches up for his caress.
He finds her silken portal
and her womanly wetness.

She moans in fiery desire
and pulls his hand away,
wishing to end this exquisite torture
and get on with passion’s play.

She straddles his waiting body,
eases him into her feminine hollow.
She leads him on a rhythmic dance,
his thrusting hips must follow.

She rides him faster, even then,
to hear his wondrous sighs.
She shows him all the delights
she has between her womanly thighs.

They stare into each other’s eyes
and gasp as ecstasy unreels,
and tangles them in a lover’s knot
that every answer reveals.

Sated, they lie side by side,
spent but hungering still.
She touches him where their passion came
and tastes their lovers spill.

Their mouths meet in passionate need,
hungry animals once more.
This time he rises above her,
her body to explore.

Their ballet begins again,
as he thrusts his manhood in,
vowing not to end the dance
unless her cries he’ll win.

Like beasts of old they become,
riding with desire,
only resting their throbbing bodies
when sated by their fire.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on February 16, 2016, 10:17:56 pm: More! by Michael Anderson

I see myself holding you close to me,
Squeezing your body tight.
But for all I see as I daydream-
I know I’ll get tenfold tonight.

Running my palms across your breast,
As you tremble and bite your lip.
Feeling your hands upon my chest,
The softness of each fingertip.

Tasting your neck so sweet, so soft, And slowly lowering my kiss.
Over pert nipples, across your navel, And finally into pure bliss.

Looking upon your face from below- As you tilt back your head.
Feeling your fountains begin to flow- As you ease back on the bed.

Your “innocent little devil” look- Crying insatiably with the sensation.
Lip to lip lapping up every drip- From the well of your creation.

The way you pull me up by the hair-To the heat of your mouth, on fire.

No other thoughts, no other cares,
Just the quenching of mad desire. Riding the tide of passion,
Pushing my love into you. On the waves of your emotion-In slow motion, so sweet and true. Pulse pounding in resounding rapture, Taken to the hilt, then just past. Rhythm growing, faces glowing,
The climax coming fast. That heated, illicit look- Of ecstasy across your eyes.
The culmination nearing- Within your undulating thighs.
Echoing throughout the heavens- On overindulgent cries.

The sultry look upon your face- In reaching that gyrating gush.
The way you bite my fingers- When I try to make you hush.

Your arching back, your fingernails, Your perfume mixed with sweat.
The way you keep rubbing against me- With your insides already so wet.
The way when I’m beat dead and ready- To fall face first to the floor,
You put your sweet lips to my ear- And whisper, “I want more!
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on February 16, 2016, 10:14:34 pm: Rapture by Karin Schaefer

There is a place for us
that no one else can enter.
It is a place that holds no secrets,
only beauty, peace, understanding. A place that we come to,

thinking we are one,only to have our souls fused together for a moment.
And in that moment, I know you; every pore, every pulse,every thought, every fear.

And I love you more. I feel myself laid bare before you,
and I feel content . . . joyous that you are with me, loving me in my nakedness.
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on February 16, 2016, 09:50:00 pm: Goddess Mine

Venus beckons in lace bound fast
by chains of love wrapped tight
Her lush lips so tenderly pressed
to the earth's ancient grassy breast,

Goddess mine please hear my prayers
smile down on your slave of love
carry my spirit to that place you dwell
that altar between your silken thighs

her moans and sighs sweet music
calling me to her fervent worship
in that temple of secret delights
surrendering all I am to you freely

I sing for you an ancient primal hymn
soft muffled songs roll from my lips
shake the earth and rock your hips
take my offerings, mark me as yours

Press my face to that cup of sacred wine
and drink deep that sweet water of life
far beyond the realm of mortal desire
love's alchemy, carnal made the sublime

W. I. Boucher November 26, 2002
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on February 16, 2016, 09:47:53 pm: Erotic Explorations

The secret world of smooth warm flesh
your graceful curves delight my eye
they call my fingertips to explore them
such a wondrous geography, paradise

I ache to be your favorite native son,
born to love each rise, and silken valley,
humbly bow my head to drink so deep
from your wellspring of sweet desire

I long to quench my lusty thirst in you
parched, like a desert nomad's throat
dream of the day when you float above
find sweet release, like clouds and rain

your hands reach out, to take my face
and pull me to your waiting breasts
to suckle you long as a greedy child
lulled by the music, of your hot breath

your fingers plow furrows in my hair
and trace my brow, fever flushed
softly croon song of love to me
need binds me tight to your side

do you feel me throb so deep inside?
a counterpoint to your rolling motion?
my growling voice echoes in the room
your name kisses my lips and tongue

trembling thighs, so graceful spread
heaven's gate open so wide to see
to plumb the hot and fragrant depths
as you moan and deeply caress me

W. I. Boucher January 26, 2000
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on February 16, 2016, 09:45:44 pm: Harvest Moon

you glow like the light of the harvest moon
soft golden rays to fill my starry heart

your sweet breath teases my naked skin
so warm and moist like a southern breeze

your scent the perfume of night blooming flowers
your taste salty and tangy like the warm sea air

your body trembles at my slightest touch
a willow tree, shook by the lusty wind

your mossy rise is so dewy and inviting,
softly, and seductively, it calls out me...

to kneel and taste your secret delights
lost in a vortex of your endless desire

as the harvest moon looms overhead
and bathes our flesh in it's soothing light

W. I. Boucher September 8, 1997
Title: Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
Post by: Clay Death on February 16, 2016, 09:43:44 pm: Welcome to Erotic Poetry Stand.

Post away and have fun.

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Title: Erotic Poetry Stand
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