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  • #43874
    Anonymous
      My offer has finally been accepted, it’s only 5 months Past Due,
      who cares if I had to post it twice, my “offer” of a BATH for TWO.
      Maybe it’s was bad “TIMING” or maybe just not the right “FIT”,
      but if it feels right, follow your heart, listen, be patient, never QUIT.

      Come with me, take my hand, let’s share a TUB,
      and let me show you the FUN in “RUB A DUB DUB”.
      The “LUSH” bubbles rich n foamy, offer a place to HIDE,
      while the soothing heated water below invites you inside.

      Take off that robe, come over here and let me help YOU in,
      then I will slip n slide in behind YOU and let the FUN begin.
      Relax your busy MIND, close your tired eyes and take it offline,
      relax your weary BODY, take a deep breath and slide into mine.

      Let me wash away your worries, from your head down to your toes,
      with naughty minded, slippery fingers massaging away all your woes.
      Your limbs n muscles soon respond, their tension melting away,
      as I whisper “Sweet little nothings” into your ear, my tongue at play

      Caressing, kneading, massaging and teasing,
      my fingers very busy on a mission of pleasing
      Washing your hair, massaging your head,
      Kissing n licking your neck, legs begin to spread

      **********  To Be Continued  *************
      Oh, I must finish this later, I can’t wait any longer
      This NEED to be with her, I feel so much stronger.
      #43875
      Momma_andrea
      Participant

        I dream of you in satin sheets
        with lips of painted red
        I think of you wrapped in my arms
        and laughing in my bed

        I press to you my beating heart
        my lust now bound in love
        I give to you my hungry kiss
        when I can't get enough

        I feel your warmth and hear your sighs
        our limbs entwined as one
        I bite on you to feast your flesh
        on top so I have won

        I grind on you our bodies mash
        my breath hot at your ear
        I need your cum I want your screams
        my name for all to hear

        #43862
        Zaven1
        Participant

          I breathe where you throb,
          You know ; What good, alas!
          Stay there if you leave me,
          And live if you go away?

          What is good to live, being the shadow
          Of that angel who runs away?
          What good is it, under the dark sky,
          Being nothing but the night?

          I am the flower of the walls
          Which April is the only good.
          It's enough that you go away
          So that nothing remains.

          You surround me with Aureoles;
          Seeing you is my only concern.
          It's enough for you to fly
          So that I fly away too.

          If you leave, my forehead bends;
          My soul in heaven, its cradle,
          Fuira, in your white hand
          You hold this wild bird.

          What do you want me to become
          If I can not hear you?
          Is it your life or mine
          Who's going? I do not know.

          When my storm falls,
          I take you back in your pure heart;
          I am like the dove
          Who comes to drink at the lake of azure.

          Love makes the soul understand
          The universe, salubrious and blessed;
          And this little flame
          Only illuminates the infinite

          Without you, all nature
          It is no more than a closed dungeon,
          Where I go to adventure,
          Pale and no longer loved.

          Without you, everything fades and falls;
          The shadow fills my black eyebrow;
          A feast is a grave,
          The country is an exile.

          I implore and claim you;
          Do not flee from my evils,
          O warbler of my soul
          Who sings in my branches!

          What can I want,
          What can I have frightened of,
          What will I do with my life?
          If you are not near me?

          You carry in the light,
          You're in the bushes,
          On one wing my prayer,
          And on the other my songs.

          What will I say to the fields that sail
          The inconsolable pain?
          What shall I do with the star?
          What shall I do with the flower?

          What will I say to the morose wood
          What kindled your sweetness?
          What will I answer to the rose
          Saying, “Where is my sister? “

          I shall die; Flee, if you dare.
          What good is it, days gone by!
          Watch all these things
          That she no longer looks?

          What shall I do with the lyre,
          Of virtue, of destiny?
          Alas! And, without your smile,
          What shall I do in the morning?

          What shall I do, alone, fierce,
          Without you, of the day and the heavens,
          From my kisses without your mouth,
          And my tears without your eyes!

          Victor Hugo.

          #43868
          Anonymous

            Beautiful words Zaza. You have a gift of expression, I do apologize for posting on top of your beautiful poem. I would suggest YOU open your OWN thread and place your writings their for all to read and enjoy. I know I would, and I think I know a few others that would enjoy that too.
            Thank you for sharing Zaza *hugs*

            A world in flux,
            changing rapidly.
            Losing its Elders,
            but gaining Newbies.

            So much has changed,
            I too have evolved.
            No longer the same person,
            I was when I first got involved.

            Is it Fantasy?
            Or is it much more?
            That all depends on each person,
            not why they came, but what they stayed for.

            At first, it is a GAME;
            FUN, superficial, not REAL.
            But make that 1st connection,
            then tell me how YOU really feel.

            What is the difference,
            between here and there?
            Between Reality and Fantasy,
            not that much, I must beware.

            We are all so very different,
            yet so much the same, its convincing.
            Each of us searching,
            for something inside that is missing.

            I live in my head,
            I see through its eyes.
            Reality is what I make it,
            what is my truth, what is my lie?

            What makes one more real than the other?
            The answer, not simple, it’ not just physical.
            We are creatures with thoughts and feelings,
            so when walking in two worlds, it gets quizzical.

            The moment you experience “true” feelings,
            your heart will convince your head it is REAL.
            Then what happens next  is all up to YOU,
            Can you live a duality? Or will you lose your “KEEL”

            Is it a GAME?
            Only if you PLAY it.
            Is it much MORE?
            Only if you LET it.

            We all tend to dismiss,
            what we do not know.
            But our ignorance does not protect us,
            from that which IS or becomes “REAL”

            I wish ALL our friends that we have lost,
            happiness and peace in ALL their worlds.

            – Me

            #43876
            Anonymous
              On the first day of Christmas I belong to my Lady Andrea.
              Wrapped in nothing but my collar, silver bells and ribbon red as Sangria.

              Crouching like a kitty, among gifts under the tree. 
              Sniffing, listening and watching, waiting most patiently.

              I wonder, when she comes, will I be her first selection?
              Will she drag me from under the tree? Tug my ribbons, untie them with perfection.

              With each teasing pull, she looks only at the eyes.
              For my reaction as the ribbon slowly snakes between my thighs.

              The look upon MY face, the excitement in HER eyes. 
              That moment truly priceless, for each is each other's prize.

              So tell me my little “present”, tell me what you can do.
              Don't miss any details, I want to know everything about you.

              I look her in the eye, I lick the grin that is my lips.
              “Hi, my name is Peaches, and I come with quite a list.”

              I come with many settings, and play with all orientations.
              Just like Baskin n Robbins, I also cum in  many flavorful selections.

              I chat and dance, hug and kiss.
              I wiggle n jiggle, I can bring you bliss.

              And when aroused? I become so hot and wet.
              Quivering n convulsing. Can I CUM? omg, you bet.

              Is your taste a bit more spicy?
              Do you prefer a little kink?

              Lick me, bite me, suck me, fuck me.
              Cum on my face and tell me you LUST me.

              Then take me to your Dungeon, bind  me to your cross.
              Spank, flog n whip me, show me you're the boss.

              And when your fun is over, melting in a pool of cum.
              Hug me, spoon me. Cuddle, until you want more fun.

              Merry, merry Christmas to the one I love.

              Who will be my 2nd day of Christmas? who will fit that glove?
              #43877
              Anonymous
                Andi and Kait are out on a date
                strolling in Winter looking for bait.
                Andi as usual dressed like a scholar,
                Kait in very little other than her Collar.

                Leading the way tugging on her leash,
                Kait is hungry to dine on Andi’s quiche.
                But first she must satisfy her Lady’s need,
                craving something dark, thick n hard to feed.

                Town square is busy much to her delight,
                teeming with people on this Friday night.
                Singles, couples, threesomes and more,
                All sorts of flavors some free some whore

                Kait is not picky she likes all sorts of flavor,
                but this was for her Andi she needed a savior.
                Glancing back and forth looking for that stud
                Mentally undressing them, sizing up their spud.

                Just when Kait is ready to give up and go to summer,
                A tall dark hunk of a man shows up and is a newcomer.
                Kait grins n licks her lips, this could be the one that fits,
                her lady craves the newbies they’re horny and don’t quit.

                Quickly changing direction Kait makes a move for her mark,
                as Andi grasps her leash tighter to keep up with her shark.
                The closer they get the bigger her smile the deeper her ache,
                she knows her precious little slut has found some tube-steak 
                Eye contact made, the play begins, Kait puts on her charm,
                knowing what she wants and how to get it, there is no alarm.
                Using all her ASSets as only she can it is just a matter of time,
                before this STUD and his tool is giving Andi the ride of a lifetime.

                The invite is offered, it is accepted quickly, then POOF off to room,
                pleasantries dispensed, clothes removed, exposing his large legume.   
                The ladies drop to their knees eager to feed on their catch of the day,
                a two-handed beast, dark, thick and throbbing looks all ready to play.

                Before digging in and devouring this cock they turn towards each other,
                Kait looks to Andi for approval, Andi to Kait with eyes only for her lover. 
                They kiss, they hug then turn their attention to the new guest of honor,
                one that will fill ALL Andi’s needs one at a time as Kait plays conductor.

                – Me ….. for you know who

                #43878
                ItsAmy123
                Participant

                  Demons of Darkness
                  She stood on the bridge
                  In silence and fear
                  For the demons of darkness
                  Had driven her here

                  They cut her heart
                  Right out of her chest
                  Making her believe
                  That the demons knew best

                  They were always there
                  Sometimes just out of sight
                  Waiting in the background
                  Till the time was right

                  These demons were destructive
                  Knocking down the life she knew
                  Hating everything about her
                  She hated herself too

                  These demons can't be seen
                  But they're far from fairy tales
                  They live inside your mind
                  Their evilness prevails

                  So on the bridge she stood
                  About to end the fight
                  Then she stopped and thought
                  I'll fight them one more night

                  Olivia B
                  #43879
                  HotBlooded
                  Participant
                    THE SECRET

                    She saw the address on her husband's ipad
                    She decided it was time to follow the cad
                    He swore his cheating he'd never repeat
                    She arrived at the bar and grabbed a seat

                    The room was quite dark; the wife struggled to see
                    Oh where, oh where could her hubby be
                    The lights totally shut now and then a light shone
                    On the star of the show which set the tone

                    There on the stage, in front of the crowd
                    Stood the man she married, looking pretty and proud
                    High heels and a dress, makeup and blonde hair
                    She wanted to shout loudly but wouldn't dare

                    Silent as a mouse, the Mrs. watched him perform
                    He impersonated Streisand but the audience was lukewarm
                    She saw the hurt in his eyes and it melted her heart
                    She stood up and cheered and his ovation did start

                    He looked at the woman that he had wed
                    Her actions spoke louder than any words could have said
                    She thought that he cheated but in fact he never had
                    His secret now revealed; he was quite glad.

                    They went back home and talked all night long
                    She had jumped to conclusions that obviously were wrong
                    The woman's outfit she thought belonged to his whore
                    Was actually his so she's not out the door

                    He never admitted he liked to dress up
                    Like a lady including a bra with a B cup
                    Other than that, he was totally all male
                    Their marriage lasted long and that ends this tale

                    #43880
                    HotBlooded
                    Participant
                      THE LADY OF THE NIGHT

                      She slips on lace panties and matching brassiere
                      Her legs long and shapely, her pantyhose sheer
                      Cleavage appears with her blouse cut so low
                      Skirt and high heels on, she's ready to go

                      She walks to a street, crowded with bars
                      Ready for Johns to come by in their cars
                      She asks as they pass if they'd like to have fun
                      “Not now baby, I really must run.”

                      Finally a guy she stops says okay
                      She knows where to fuck so she leads the way
                      They go to a room, with a bed that looks worn
                      The sheets look quite dirty and partly torn

                      He hands her the money, they agreed to upfront
                      He makes it quite clear that he wants to lick cunt
                      Suck my dick,” he demands she does first
                      She strips naked and prepares for the worst

                      After unzipping his pants, he pulls out his cock
                      In no time at all, it'll be hard like a rock
                      Licking the shaft and circling his prick's head
                      She deep throats to his balls and they're off to bed

                      She lays spread eagle; he gets between her thighs
                      He eats her wet pussy and his rod gets a rise
                      They change positions; she squats over his face
                      He slowly licks her slit; it's not a race

                      Her twat is flowing, from all her cum
                      Dripping down her legs, he drinks up some
                      Shifting again, he's now flat on his back
                      She's riding his rod while he's fondling her rack

                      She moves up and down, on his throbbing manhood
                      She could last an hour but doubts that he could
                      He's groaning quite loudly and ready to explode
                      When he has his release, it will be a huge load

                      He finally shoots into the condom he wore
                      He zips up his jeans and heads out the door
                      She puts on her clothes, the lady of the night
                      She leaves the motel room and shuts off the light

                      #43881
                      ItsAmy123
                      Participant

                        If Your Walls Could Speak
                        If your walls could speak,
                        Would they talk about us
                        And the things we've done,
                        As silent they've stood witness?

                        Would they tell of how
                        You've anxiously turned me to face them,
                        Impatiently shoving against,
                        As soon as I've stepped through your door…

                        Your left hand holding my neck firmly,
                        The right dropping my defenses to my ankles,
                        Fingers exploring realms,
                        Soaking in delight?

                        Would they express how you've made me squirm,
                        And burn with an uncontrollable desire;
                        How I've moaned for you to go deep inside,
                        With swelling lips begging to be hushed?

                        Would they disclose how you force me to the floor,
                        Down on all fours,
                        While I've whimpered and writhed,
                        Like a dog, begging for more?

                        And of how I've pleaded with you,
                        To drive in from behind,
                        As they've watched without a sound,
                        Us imitating two animals in a mating ritual?

                        Would they voice how you've raised me from the ground,
                        Thighs straddling your waist,
                        As you slipped inside, legs wrapped around,
                        For a ride to your bedroom,

                        Leaving them to wonder what comes next?

                        #43882
                        ItsAmy123
                        Participant

                          She was a ship who'd never sailed
                          With half a heart tied to the shore,
                          The other to an anchor
                          To drown its hopes of having more,
                          But still the waves washed in the whispers
                          Of a world beyond the beach,
                          Through when she begged them for their stories
                          They danced back away from the reach,
                          “The secrets of the sea,” they said
                          “You must learn on your own,
                          But it's true there are many horizons
                          Than the only one you've known,
                          So when the day comes where the sunsets
                          All begin to look the same,
                          And it feels like you could call
                          Each single shell for miles by name,
                          You will know there's no more treasure
                          That this patch of sea can give,
                          And a head buried in the sand
                          Is not a worthwhile way to live,
                          So pack the things that it has taught you
                          In your chest, pressed to your heart,
                          And know for things to drift together
                          Sometimes others must drift apart.”

                          ~e.h

                          #43883
                          Momma_andrea
                          Participant

                            A thousand smiles she gives to me
                            A thousand miles away
                            A thousand laughs she shares with me
                            A thousand times a day

                            We write our love on the internet
                            With all the words we say
                            We give each other all our hearts
                            In every simple way

                            A thousand times I’ve talked to her
                            A thousand words I’d say
                            A thousand ways I love her
                            A thousand just today

                            She is my morning song
                            That gets me on my way
                            I am her evening kiss
                            That finally ends the day

                            ~Me~

                            #43884
                            Anonymous
                              She possesses a gift that I do not,
                              a way with words that touch my heart.
                              With nothing but letters I am caught,
                              trapped in her gravity being torn apart.

                              The more I listen the deeper she will dig,
                              mining for a ME lying deep in my head.
                              Her symphony of words the keys to my brig,
                              Unleashing taboo desires never before said.

                              Thank you ANDREA ….for inspiring me to do what I can not

                              I am her ray of sunshine,
                              greeting her each day.
                              Coaxing her from darkness,
                              a reason to come out n play.

                              She is the spice in my life,
                              the influence unseen.
                              Turning good into better,
                              her exotic flavor to my cuisine.

                              Alone, we are normal busy in our days,
                              living out lives no differently than others.
                              Confined to masks we were taught to wear,
                              denying needs of our dreams in colours.

                              Together, we escape these bonds,
                              leaving our normal lives behind.
                              Adding color to our palette,
                              Trust n respect keys to our magic.

                              Me

                              #43886
                              Anonymous


                                I greet you empty handed
                                no treats to start your day.
                                No sexy pics or naughty gifs
                                to send you on your way.

                                No time tonight to shower my Lady,
                                with all that she deserves.
                                Her Peaches to busy being productive,
                                has depleted all her reserves.

                                Yet here I am to send you off,
                                with nothing but my words.
                                Hoping I can bring life to them,
                                turn them into your songbirds.

                                And send you on your way
                                with hug n kiss n smile.
                                Knowing you are thought of,
                                by another all the while.

                                Me

                                #43887
                                ItsAmy123
                                Participant

                                  Lucid

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                                  I want to sleep forever and reside in my dreams
                                             To frolic through a collage of different spectacles and scenes
                                                  An escape from the insufferable, cruel world at large
                                  I want to sleep forever

                                  I want to sleep forever so I can live in my dreams
                                             The ruler of the lands, the queen of all kings
                                                 With nothing to fear but the darkside of the conscience
                                  I want to sleep forever

                                  I want to sleep forever and fight my inner demons
                                          Provide peace of mind for all bothered and exhausted
                                                Float on utter bliss; those monsters, I'll never miss
                                  I want to sleep forever

                                  I want to sleep forever and never show sadness again
                                          Bright, long-lasting smiles on weekly sullen days
                                               Created and maintained in a variety of ways
                                  I want to sleep forever

                                  I want to sleep forever to erase everything
                                         I want to sleep forever and feel warmth again
                                             To bathe myself in content that won't ever end
                                  Let me sleep forever

                                  Roberta Day

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