Erotic Poetry Stand

• #15 Reply
  Posted by Clay Death on 23 Feb, 2016 00:23
• Quote from: Divine Metamorphoses on 18 Feb, 2016 12:59

  This is exciting new thread!
  
  Thank you kindly General!
  
  I agree with Lady V
  
  Love and light
  Divine
  

  
  thanks lady D.
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• #16 Reply
  Posted by BirdOfPrey on 09 Mar, 2016 21:01
• 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.
  ©
  
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• #17 Reply
  Posted by Divine Metamorphoses on 10 Mar, 2016 02:12
• General can we create our erotic prose
  Or would you prefer us to add published poets!
  
  Wonderful additions!
  
  
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• #18 Reply
  Posted by Divine Metamorphoses on 14 Mar, 2016 01:12
• Quote from: BirdOfPrey on 09 Mar, 2016 21:01

  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
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• #19 Reply
  Posted by EquineAnn on 14 Mar, 2016 03:18
• I love that poem.
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• #20 Reply
  Posted by Divine Metamorphoses on 16 Mar, 2016 15:27
• Quote from: EquineAnn on 14 Mar, 2016 03:18

  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
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• #21 Reply
  Posted by EquineAnn on 16 Mar, 2016 15:52
• 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.
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• #22 Reply
  Posted by Divine Metamorphoses on 16 Mar, 2016 20:44
• Quote from: EquineAnn on 16 Mar, 2016 15:52

  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
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• #23 Reply
  Posted by EquineAnn on 17 Mar, 2016 02:32
• It's o.k. Lady Divine. There's nothing to forgive. You weren't to know.
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• #24 Reply
  Posted by Divine Metamorphoses on 25 Mar, 2016 00:24
• Suits it here
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• #25 Reply
  Posted by Divine Metamorphoses on 25 Mar, 2016 00:32
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• #26 Reply
  Posted by Divine Metamorphoses on 25 Mar, 2016 00:33
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• #27 Reply
  Posted by Clay Death on 01 May, 2016 22:13
• 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
  
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• #28 Reply
  Posted by guest256 on 26 May, 2016 06:09
• 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.
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• #29 Reply
  Posted by Divine Metamorphoses on 26 May, 2016 19:22
• Hmmm
  
  Please share more Lady Ann
  
  Loving where it's going sweetie
  
  
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