Creative Gentleman

Lol. I'll stop!

I'm glad you were only joking.

Lipstick smeared
Lipstick stains
Hair a sexy mess..
Do you remember your name?
Skin proudly bite marked..
Wrists tied behind..
Your body, my art
Thus,I take my time.
Riding crop, crisp as it strikes one time..
Sliding through the air
Before kissing your bared behind.
Twice then thrice,
This agrees with you so..
I see your thighs getting wet..
Cause i think you remember
How these initial embers
Quickly become a full flame
And it burns and it burns
Until you're never the same.
The ashes of a lady,
Tied. .hanging...the perfect canvas...
The fire no longer buried in your gut..
For from the ashes of the perfect dame..
Now rises the perfect slut..

Because it would have been a shame not to share this with us. :rose:
 
There is nothing quite as divine
As when Mine
Finds her thighs on my
Shoulders..
My hands on her arse
And my tongue
Deep...
...deep....
Inside of her
Tight,
Wet...
Honeypot.
Then Mine
Finds
Bliss.

There is nothing quite as fulfilling as when
Mine..
Starts leaking
Down my chin.
And then, I lick eagerly..
Intent on now allowing a single
Solitary
Drip..drop..
To escape.
And my hands dig deeper..
And my tongue
Licks
....faster..
And Mine's pants and gasps..
Her cries become..
Louder.

Then she shakes..
Shivers..
Trembles..
Collapses..
Onto my bald head...
And I give her labia
One
Last
Kiss.
 
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This thread is coming to an end, but i wanted to see if anyone wanted to hear recordings of the poems I've posted here?
 
Alright, thanks for the fun...comments and interactions. Time to let this die. Y'all be easy!
 
In college I majored in English Literature. It was
sort of a fake major. All I wanted to do was dance,
but at the time there wasn't a B.A. in Dance were I
was. So i was an English major and a dance minor.
In graduate school I majored in Dance and got my MFA
in performance. I got through my undergrad Lit
courses pretty much undamaged, with my pristine
ignorance mostly intact. But I do remember one thing
my Lit professor said:

"If you are writing a novel, or a story, you are
telling a lie. If what you write is true or is
intended to be true, you are writing a history, or a
biography, but you are not writing a novel or a
story."

He went on to teach that literature is a "lie in
service to a greater truth." In other words,
literature, which is false, can portray truth better
than histories, or biographies. I found this to be
true in university. I took Psych, but in literature
I learned more about human psychology than you can
shake a spere at.

So I am amused when I come on LITerotica and find
people worrying about whether what someone posts is
"true," or who they "really" are. I worry more about
whether what someone writes is "hot." I had a great
ongoing correspondence with a guy who turned out to
be a girl posing. Someone went to a great deal of
trouble to "out" her to me. I suppose that person
felt as superior, as I did as a child, when I went
around telling the other kids there was no Santa
Claus. It made me feel superior until I grew up a
little. I don't think it made anyone's life better.

I'm not gay.(Not that there is anything "wrong" with
it.) Writing with a "guy" who was "really" a "girl"
was just a non-issue for me. I don't CARE who (or
what) is on the other end of the line. (I once wrote
with a computer as a project when my then bf was in
comp sci.) All I care about is: Is it hot? Or is it
not? In the event, she stopped writing me. We both
lost. To the one who outed her to me, thanks a LOT!

If I were looking to hook up (I'm not), it might
matter who someone "really was." Since I'm not
planning to hook up, give it a rest already! Let me
have my Santa Claus. Find something to do with your
hands other than going around spoiling other folks'
fun!

Love,

Jamie

PS The computer was a Not Hot Bot

I've never heard it said better, well done and thanks.
 
In college I majored in English Literature. It was
sort of a fake major. All I wanted to do was dance,
but at the time there wasn't a B.A. in Dance were I
was. So i was an English major and a dance minor.
In graduate school I majored in Dance and got my MFA
in performance. I got through my undergrad Lit
courses pretty much undamaged, with my pristine
ignorance mostly intact. But I do remember one thing
my Lit professor said:

"If you are writing a novel, or a story, you are
telling a lie. If what you write is true or is
intended to be true, you are writing a history, or a
biography, but you are not writing a novel or a
story."

He went on to teach that literature is a "lie in
service to a greater truth." In other words,
literature, which is false, can portray truth better
than histories, or biographies. I found this to be
true in university. I took Psych, but in literature
I learned more about human psychology than you can
shake a spere at.

So I am amused when I come on LITerotica and find
people worrying about whether what someone posts is
"true," or who they "really" are. I worry more about
whether what someone writes is "hot." I had a great
ongoing correspondence with a guy who turned out to
be a girl posing. Someone went to a great deal of
trouble to "out" her to me. I suppose that person
felt as superior, as I did as a child, when I went
around telling the other kids there was no Santa
Claus. It made me feel superior until I grew up a
little. I don't think it made anyone's life better.

I'm not gay.(Not that there is anything "wrong" with
it.) Writing with a "guy" who was "really" a "girl"
was just a non-issue for me. I don't CARE who (or
what) is on the other end of the line. (I once wrote
with a computer as a project when my then bf was in
comp sci.) All I care about is: Is it hot? Or is it
not? In the event, she stopped writing me. We both
lost. To the one who outed her to me, thanks a LOT!

If I were looking to hook up (I'm not), it might
matter who someone "really was." Since I'm not
planning to hook up, give it a rest already! Let me
have my Santa Claus. Find something to do with your
hands other than going around spoiling other folks'
fun!

Love,

Jamie

PS The computer was a Not Hot Bot
thank you . very insightful words
 
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