Who's With Me?

In a dream, I lay down with two
who please me and show me something new
Each time we couple, and triple, we do
so much for each other and then bid adieu

It is sweet sorrow as the man said
to love her and then give him head
only leaving with so much unsaid
How I count the hours 'til they again find my bed

My existence abounds with the sweet desire
of wanting and taking and giving my fire
to those who take my soul higher
with each loving moment--of this I will never tire


Okay, that's my attempt at poetic spin on sex with a group
I call it Ode to a Threesome, and now I need time to recoup
So goodnight to all, I'll see you tomorrow
As it says in line five... parting is such sweet, sweet sorrow

(yeah, kinda hokey
back to being jokey)

:rose:
 
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Where's my paint? my brushes?
My model with pink lushes?
A creative side to express
Fantasys with the body to confess

I am inspired, I'm enjoyed
Someone to keep me happy and employed
Would you pose for me?
Nude for all to see?

Let your contours become colors
Be lusted and thought of by others
Please, oh please let me stare
With your goods all ripe and bare
 
You don't need a sitting to paint a nude model
Just ask all my neighbors when I hit the bottle
The goods that you speak of are free to behold
My contours they won't disappoint you, I'm told
There's only one thing I request this November
Be generous when you are painting my member
 
I've dreampt of it for days and weeks
on elbows and knees I'm waiting.
Lips open wide as well as cheeks
ready, anticipating.

I feel your hands upon my cheeks
a slippery finger enters.
Then another stretches me
readying my center.

You push ahead as I rock back
hungry for your manhood.
Aside from being in my mouth
could anything feel this good?
 
I looked quickly today at the threads I've begun,
'Cause I'm bored sitting here on my rump.
What I found was this oldie, this cute little one,
And thought maybe it needed a bump.

Is anyone up for a rhyming endeavor?
Are you feeling a little coquettish?
Come join me in verse; I can do this forever
Just don't get us sent over to 'fetish.'
 
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Can you hear me, who's there? Can you tell of your strife?
I can't take this abuse when it's not from my wife
When you all turn away it cuts deep like a knife
So come with me, my friends, and let's talk of our life

I want laughter and tears, and a story or two
I just need you to know I don't smile without you
All it takes is a word and we'll tell of what's true
Who we are, what we like, how we love, what we do

So come on, I won't let you get by with this shit
I will not be ignored, I'll keep clicking "submit"
Until someone replies to my rapier wit
I can do this all year and not mind it one bit
 
Just a ...

Just a wee entry from a bored Scottish girl
That's 'little', not pee (though that *does* give me a thrill)
Just a wee rhyme, all innocent and light
I'll tell you about me (but not what I get up to at night!)

I am sensitive yet brash, sensual yet loud
I am confident yet self-critical, of this I am proud
I am wife, mother, lover, bitch and friend
I am a walking contradiction - it's *all* good in the end.

But I am just 'me', there's not a lot I would have changed
My life may seem so boring, my little tale so often told
If you'd like further convincing, that can be arranged ...
'Cos this Scottish Mama is intelligent and witty, sarcastic and bold!



(and Yes, the styles of each verse *are* muddled, but hey - it's 10am and I'm just playing!)
 
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A response! A reply! A new bard I can see
to give insight and new inspiration to me
so my thoughts they turn inward and backward in time
to an era of mine without blaming or crime

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A child learns, mind open eyes closed,
Grows tainted some have supposed
Free spirit now juxtaposed
Against truth dark life that shows
Through cracks in one-way windows

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(Be mindful, new friends, even side-notes are verse. That's the gist of the game; to get better, not worse.)
 
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From Me to You, An Ode Overdue

In one thread, we argue gay marriage
The merits, however, are lost
It’s not we who don’t see
How robust life would be
If the unequal system was tossed

Another thread celebrates Sappho
And there’s one that shows men at play
Oh, how ‘bout that schtick,
Men attracted to dick
Who maintain it is not really gay?

Such a place Literotica gives us,
To talk of our issues and fears
A place to be free
For the G-L-B-T
And even us closeted queers

Cheers to you, my dear sisters and brothers
I’m so glad to be part of this flock
My hat’s off to you
And my pants are off too
So now where are those guys who love cock?

:D
 
Poetry Fun

I remember the day
when my lady my dear
suprised me with her finger
as she entered my rear.

I begged for more
give me two or three.
Then a strap-on apeared
and my bottom agreed.

I now find myself
really wanting to try
sucking and fucking
the dick of a guy

The girl is supportive
she thinks she is bi too
I just need to discover
a cool guy like you

My experience is zero
but my interest is eager
to be taken under the wing
of a professional leaguer
 
I love the talent I have stumbled upon
in this thread so sheltered and new
I found myself gaily reading along
passing the time for a few

I decided to give it a whimsical go
and stretch my posting wings
For within the world of literary woes
Lie some fanciful and erotic flings

So while I find I must take my leave
I thank you for the diversion this morn
Work beckons and packing my duty
And this was more fun than porn!

:D
 
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