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Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
« Reply #75 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

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this thread is too hot lady D.



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Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
« Reply #76 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.
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Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
« Reply #77 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.
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Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
« Reply #78 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.
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Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
« Reply #79 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.
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Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
« Reply #80 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.
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Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
« Reply #81 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.




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Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
« Reply #82 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
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Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
« Reply #83 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.
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Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
« Reply #84 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
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Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
« Reply #85 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...
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Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
« Reply #86 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
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Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
« Reply #87 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
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Re: Erotic Poetry Stand
« Reply #88 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.
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« Reply #89 on: August 20, 2016, 03:57:57 am »
Felt this so belonged, in the beauty of luv making all night long.
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