A Passing Interest - Redux

[JustAnotherFlower]

The Muse
A poem by Michael Faudet

Body framed
With arms outstretched,
Wrists roped,
And roughly bound.

From a tiny mouth,
And pretty lips,
You utter
Not a sound.

I paint with words,
A canvas stretched,
Laid bare
Upon the ground. ​

 

[tallguy78]

The Muse
A poem by Michael Faudet

Body framed
With arms outstretched,
Wrists roped,
And roughly bound.

From a tiny mouth,
And pretty lips,
You utter
Not a sound.

I paint with words,
A canvas stretched,
Laid bare
Upon the ground. ​

A canvas worth creativity

 

[y=mx+b]

Indeed.

 

[JustAnotherFlower]

A canvas worth creativity

The canvas is a bit beaten, battered, and stretched with time but it's still soft and readily accepts paint.

Indeed.

You visited my thread.
Thank you for it and the word.

 

[tallguy78]

The canvas is a bit beaten, battered, and stretched with time but it's still soft and readily accepts paint.

I don't need a blank canvas, just one ready for my input

 

[peekingone]

The Muse
A poem by Michael Faudet

Body framed
With arms outstretched,
Wrists roped,
And roughly bound.

From a tiny mouth,
And pretty lips,
You utter
Not a sound.

I paint with words,
A canvas stretched,
Laid bare
Upon the ground. ​

This is great!

 

[Mtnmike]

The Muse
A poem by Michael Faudet

Body framed
With arms outstretched,
Wrists roped,
And roughly bound.

From a tiny mouth,
And pretty lips,
You utter
Not a sound.

I paint with words,
A canvas stretched,
Laid bare
Upon the ground. ​

Justa, you just gave me a raging boner

 

[JustAnotherFlower]

I don't need a blank canvas, just one ready for my input

Ahh..kay...

This is great!

Thanks, Peeking!

Justa, you just gave me a raging boner

Well, okay, so I guess my attempt at sensual erotic went more toward wank fodder? And thanks for the no handed salute.

 

[JustAnotherFlower]

The Muse
A poem by Michael Faudet

Body framed
With arms outstretched,
Wrists roped,
And roughly bound.

From a tiny mouth,
And pretty lips,
You utter
Not a sound.

I paint with words,
A canvas stretched,
Laid bare
Upon the ground. ​

Shameless plug cause it got left on the other page.

 

[Massive Grooves]

Shameless plug cause it got left on the other page.

It’s worth the bump.

 

[peekingone]

now the wanking page

 

[JustAnotherFlower]

It’s worth the bump.

Thanks, MG. I couldn't quite get what I was wanting with this pic. It's hard to hang off a bed with a collar and boobs squishing your throat and then look relaxed as ya yell at a phone.

 

[tallguy78]

Ahh..kay...

Unlike you, that obviously fell flat. Regardless, you look amazing.

 

[JustAnotherFlower]

now the wanking page

Smartass.

Unlike you, that obviously fell flat. Regardless, you look amazing.

I'm sorry for not taking it as intended.
And thank you, tallguy, I appreciate it.

 

[peekingone]

Smartass.



I'm sorry for not taking it as intended.
And thank you, tallguy, I appreciate it.

all in good fun

 

[Todger65]

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2112508&stc=1&d=1612131735

The Muse
A poem by Michael Faudet

Body framed
With arms outstretched,
Wrists roped,
And roughly bound.

From a tiny mouth,
And pretty lips,
You utter
Not a sound.

I paint with words,
A canvas stretched,
Laid bare
Upon the ground. ​

Collared, leashed and blindfolded, oh what fun to be had.

 

[Shyguy1369]

The Muse
A poem by Michael Faudet

Body framed
With arms outstretched,
Wrists roped,
And roughly bound.

From a tiny mouth,
And pretty lips,
You utter
Not a sound.

I paint with words,
A canvas stretched,
Laid bare
Upon the ground. ​

Gawd you are so enticing and desirable JAF, I just want to kiss and lick you all over.

 

[wilderness]

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2112508&stc=1&d=1612131735

The Muse
A poem by Michael Faudet

Body framed
With arms outstretched,
Wrists roped,
And roughly bound.

From a tiny mouth,
And pretty lips,
You utter
Not a sound.

I paint with words,
A canvas stretched,
Laid bare
Upon the ground. ​

Sweet torture ensued.

 

[Artfan2]

You have a lovely mane of hair! And where it leads to is very nice as well.

 

[Paul_Chance]

The Muse
A poem by Michael Faudet

Body framed
With arms outstretched,
Wrists roped,
And roughly bound.

From a tiny mouth,
And pretty lips,
You utter
Not a sound.

I paint with words,
A canvas stretched,
Laid bare
Upon the ground. ​

This is a great shot. I love it!

 

[Steady67]

The Muse
A poem by Michael Faudet

Body framed
With arms outstretched,
Wrists roped,
And roughly bound.

From a tiny mouth,
And pretty lips,
You utter
Not a sound.

I paint with words,
A canvas stretched,
Laid bare
Upon the ground. ​

Pretty lips indeed!

Now you have images of getting creative with that canvas dancing through my head! Damn.

 

[JustAnotherFlower]

all in good fun

I fugured as much.

Collared, leashed and blindfolded, oh what fun to be had.

Heya, Todger. Hope things have been going well for ya.

Gawd you are so enticing and desirable JAF, I just want to kiss and lick you all over.

Quite a task ahead of you considering there's so much of me.. Thanks, Shyguy.

Sweet torture ensued.

I wish...

You have a lovely mane of hair! And where it leads to is very nice as well.

It's a curse as well as a blessing. Nothing like being ambushed by your hair in the middle of a task. And thank you.

This is a great shot. I love it!

Thank you, Paul. Care to help with set up next time?

Pretty lips indeed!

Now you have images of getting creative with that canvas dancing through my head! Damn.

I tried my best.. *bows*



Apologies for the hollow replies tonight.

 

[Shyguy1369]

Quite a task ahead of you considering there's so much of me.. Thanks, Shyguy.

I assure you, I am definitely up for that task... more than once

 

[Paul_Chance]

Thank you, Paul. Care to help with set up next time?

I'm on my way!

 

[JustAnotherFlower]

You showed me
The tortured beauty of patience
Oh how you must have chuckled
At the insolent little pout
A little child within the sculpted
Curves of a seductress
The frustration of delayed pleasure
Played out in my writhing moans
How your fingers
Mouth
Lips
Teeth
Wandered their beautiful tease
Until my quivering skin
Begged to feel you within me.

By L.B.Austin

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