Naughty Poetry Challenge

The_Fool said:
champagne1982 said:
This Kink

is not in the back of my neck
nor the silken parting of my lips
but wear this clipped on aureoli
dangling into space below
my waiting flesh that trembles
a need for the lash
of tongue and strap to burn
your touch indelible
on my skin
fuck me.
He is never sure why
but the words she uses
slant his view.
Twisted hair wrapped in fingers
offer a handle for his passion.
Nipples stretched suit his needs
for moans lost within his open mouth.
Thrown upon floor,
his belt an impromptu measure
of his approval.
All this
to satisfy occasional desire
for a gourmet meal.
Don't expect gourmet
when chili's on the menu.
There's something about beans
that means earthiness, budget,
AKA you don't get champagne
when all you buy is beer. :p
 
champagne1982 said:
Don't expect gourmet
when chili's on the menu.
There's something about beans
that means earthiness, budget,
AKA you don't get champagne
when all you buy is beer. :p

YOW!

you go grrrl.

bj
 
Eluard said:
Yeah, pretty much — with less intelligibility.
Well, then, there is this—The Melvins with Leif Garrett doing Smells Like Teen Spirit.

Hey. Remember that Kurt idolized these guys. Though maybe not Leif, I would guess.



He is truly awful, though, isn't he? What could be worse than being a middle-aged teen idol? Surely one of Dante's circles (one of the lower ones) is where these poor schmucks are housed.
 
ShyErraticTable said:
Well, then, there is this—The Melvins with Leif Garrett doing Smells Like Teen Spirit.

Hey. Remember that Kurt idolized these guys. Though maybe not Leif, I would guess.



He is truly awful, though, isn't he? What could be worse than being a middle-aged teen idol? Surely one of Dante's circles (one of the lower ones) is where these poor schmucks are housed.


Hey hey now, I had a massive crush on Leif when I was 11.

At least Scandinavian furniture isn't so judgmental...

bj
 
unpredictablebijou said:
Hey hey now, I had a massive crush on Leif when I was 11.

At least Scandinavian furniture isn't so judgmental...

bj
Hey! I am Norwegian-American Modern. Oslo by way of Poulsbo and, uh, other places. I have clean lines and I'm sturdy. Oh, yes. I'm oiled teak.

So I can take your polish. Slavishly.

I can sit quietly in corners or crouch silently before couches. I know my place and am closemouthed.

I am available in many patterns.

Discounts apply to preorders. Keep your receipts.
 
ShyErraticTable said:
Hey! I am Norwegian-American Modern. Oslo by way of Poulsbo and, uh, other places. I have clean lines and I'm sturdy. Oh, yes. I'm oiled teak.

So I can take your polish. Slavishly.

I can sit quietly in corners or crouch silently before couches. I know my place and am closemouthed.

I am available in many patterns.

Discounts apply to preorders. Keep your receipts.


You begin to remind me of the furniture here .

bijou
 
ShyErraticTable said:
Hey! I am Norwegian-American Modern. Oslo by way of Poulsbo and, uh, other places. I have clean lines and I'm sturdy. Oh, yes. I'm oiled teak.

So I can take your polish. Slavishly.

I can sit quietly in corners or crouch silently before couches. I know my place and am closemouthed.

I am available in many patterns.

Discounts apply to preorders. Keep your receipts.
He sits in quiet stolidness, feet firmly planted; Slavic Norseman... American of the fiords. One wonders if slippery toes were to take their ease upon his blond Finnish ;) , would he be Ikea or an Ottoman?
 
Unbridled_Passion said:
I'm feeling naughty, I think I will try this one!

We got so busy playing that I almost forgot what we were doing in here. So glad you're interested!

Tuesday, as a reminder to anyone else on the playground, is the COMPLETELY RANDOM deadline for saying you want in on the challenge. When I'm back home from looting and pillaging I'll go through the thread and try to figure out exactly who has signed up.

And Eluard, it may not be to your taste but I think that table is perfect for my... um... decor.

The grrrls at my bar have a long-standing group riff about getting new furniture, based on that particular movie.

tourmaline. jade. malachite. chalcopyrite, raw and polished. aventurine. chalcedony. sugilite. charoite. opal. coral. pearl. turquoise. leopardskin jasper. calcite. bismuth. labradorite. aquamarine. topaz.

milk, eggs, bread.

bijou
 
unpredictablebijou said:
And Eluard, it may not be to your taste but I think that table is perfect for my... um... decor.

rest your cups on it in good health.
 
champagne1982 said:
Don't expect gourmet
when chili's on the menu.
There's something about beans
that means earthiness, budget,
AKA you don't get champagne
when all you buy is beer. :p


I guess I am defacto in the challenge.... :p




She offers something
to warm the belly.
Don't know if she wants to feed
the body
or the soul.
Fall feels comfortable,
flannel sliding over her skin.
I know I've done my job
when she kicks the covers
on the floor
and goes looking
for a cold
beer.
 
I will do pome for this challenge!!! Ltaer tonight, must writ eone fidst. :nana::nana:
 
Tied Beauty

Gloria's so good at whimpering—
......Her thighs when cropped do color when she's bound down low,
............Four rose-moles lightly stippled upon her fair skin;
Fresh fearsome chestnut falls, whipping thing;
......Landscape plotted and pierced—scourged, savored, and known.
............A rough trade, His gear and tackle and trim.

All these count, aboriginal, seared, strange.
......Whenever she's fickle, flicked she'll be, knows now
............With swift, slow, sweet strokes enslaved limb
He flails her forth whose beauty's made to change:
.......................................Praise Him.
 
MTVM said:
Tied Beauty

Gloria's so good at whimpering—
......Her thighs when cropped do color when she's bound down low,
............Four rose-moles lightly stippled upon her fair skin;
Fresh fearsome chestnut falls, whipping thing;
......Landscape plotted and pierced—scourged, savored, and known.
............A rough trade, His gear and tackle and trim.

All these count, aboriginal, seared, strange.
......Whenever she's fickle, flicked she'll be, knows now
............With swift, slow, sweet strokes enslaved limb
He flails her forth whose beauty's made to change:
.......................................Praise Him.

I've seen the notation "BWAH!" which is excellent and as a linguist I'm very glad it has been invented. I've seen the expression LMAO, which is properly evocative. I've even seen ROTFLMAO, but none of these is quite sufficient.

What i seriously needed, after a ten-hour drive which followed a mad weekend of 14 hour days where I spend way too much imaginary money on completely meaningless shiny rocks, was a laugh like the laugh this gave me.

oh yeah. whoever you are, meatieveetie, you do my heart good.

bijou
 
My dear fool and bijou, eo ipso my poetry posts are here, means I, too, am ipso facto in this challenge.
 
Villanelle for O

Now on this table lies your body, bent
and tied and open to our common need.
What now I do, I do with your consent.

Ironic that we're both subservient—
for I must wield the power that you cede
here on this table where your body's bent,

and if I wield it poorly, leave unspent,
unsatisfied your craving, you're not freed.
What I must do is done with your consent.

The crop is stiff. Controlled is my intent,
the force with which I suffer you to plead.
Now on the table of your body, bent

and raw my strokes fall, teasingly torment
your writhing, twisting form. As we agreed,
what now I do, I do with your consent.

When I have lashed us both concupiscent,
I take you, splayed and helpless to my greed.
Now on the table lies your body, bent,
and what I do, I do. And you consent.
 
not sure if it counts as kinky but it's what i have right now

shhhh....

there with you, drinking in the fumes of alcohol, swimming in the lust and love that sparks as soon as i cradle your head, fingers in your hair, pulling your head to my breast

revelling,
in the way you devour my nipple,
so greedy
a drowning man clinging to my flesh
pulling me under with you
hands all over eachother
tongues fucking eachother's mouths
swapping breaths intense as hard meets soft
wetness moaning grasping yearning
butter-slick and twice as hot
sweat wet flesh and teeth bared in urgency
pulse thumping in the ears and throat
gasping drowning all or nothing
hurting hurting hurting
claim me for the hurt is sweet and i can scream your name
with every fibre of my being
rivers run and turgid cock release
bites screams

weeps
kisses
shaking legs
shaking hearts
smiling
loving


oh ....
 
What was I thinking?

I have about 900 rocks and 2000 beads to count and write down numbers about, and a bunch of other stuff as well, and every time I get in here I read something that leaves me pacing distractedly around the shop, unable to think about anything except the most scarlet of ideas.

Y'all are mighty impressive. HAWT, even.

back to the shiny things now. Must.... stay... focused...

bijou
 
love notes placed around the house
with suggestive words inside
a treaure hunt abounds; wanting,
needing to see the next invitation

each one a single thought,
teasing my senses with intention
and want; what will come next?
only time will tell

spread your legs on our bed,
and don't forget the piggy tails...
wear that sexy outfit I like...
hope you like surprises...
you are in for the night of your life...

lying on the bed, waiting with anticipation
you approach me in the darkness
eyes wide, waiting for whatever will come-
I have a smile on my face

because the trust is always there
you can do what you want
and no matter what, I will comply
because I know you as well

spread-eagle, tied tightly
you 'spoon' me until I beg
you to take me, all of me
until we are completely spent

whipped cream is a nice touch
very tasty as well
although it will be very sicky
tomorrow in the morn

I always enjoy our roleplay
especially on Saturday nights
can't wait until the next time
we can have some fun
 
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