Of pistils and stamens

[KillerMuffin]

They're such a delight
Pistil rubbing stamen
All through the luscious night
Lustfully sharing pollen
With an orgiastic flight

Slide your stamen deep within
Where my pistil is quivering
A gentle, wet, beautiful sin
Full of warm, erotic shivering
Cum inside, be my stamen

 

[lavender]

 

[Pyper]

My mother used to make panset (Filipino noodle dish) all the time when I was younger, until my sister started studying flower biology and developed an association in her mind between the noodles and flower stamen, and from then on refused to eat panset.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled program.

 

[Ask For More]

that was random

 

[unusuallyconfused]

I will never look at flowers the same way again!!!

 

[Pyper]

that was random

I do random things sometimes.

 

[Ask For More]

Pyper

Care to randomly play with my stamen?

 

[Problem Child]

Come on now, give me some sugar
Give me some sugar, little honey bee
Don't be afraid, not gonna hurt you
I wouldn't hurt my little honey bee

Don't say a word, 'bout what we're doin'
Don't say nothin' little honey bee
Don't tell your momma, don't tell your sister
Don't tell your boyfriend, little honey bee

She like to call me king bee
She like to buzz 'round my tree
I call her honey bee
I'm a man in a trance
I'm a boy in short pants
When I see my honey bee
And I've got something to say

Look here now, peace in the valley
Peace in the valley with my honey bee
Don't say a word, 'bout what we're doin'
Don't say nothin' little honey bee

She give me her monkey hand
And a Rambler sedan
I'm the king of Milwaukee
Her juju beads are so nice
She kissed my third cousin twice
I'm the king of Pomona
And I've got something to say

 

[Pyper]

Okay, we are not going to hijack yet another thread. This is a flower thread, dammit, and we are going to talk about flowers! I like tiger lillies, what about everybody else?

 

[Problem Child]

Pyper, silly girl- this is a SEX thread.

 

[Pyper]

It's a...a...

*realization dawning*

oooOOOOooooh. Heh. So it is.

 

[KillerMuffin]

Lick my pollen, make me into wet honey
Ride my tulips and the lilies of my valley
Stroke the gentle petals of my desire
With the soft flicks of your bee's wing
My lush fields of spread open daisies
Are open to your tide of lustful rush
Come here, little honey bee
See what honeyed pollen tastes like

 

[Ask For More]

So where were we Pyper?
Stamens?

 

[KillerMuffin]

*grins wickedly*

Sexual Agronomy

 

[Pyper]

Ah yes stamens...stamens equals panset...panset equals Filipino food...Filipino food equals delicious...drooool....

Uh, sorry, what?

 

[Ask For More]

Hmmm...

I've forgotten too...
something about...erm...

 

[Pyper]

Well, lustful shrubbery or no, it's time for my beddie bye. Good night, all you pistils and stamens!

 

[Ask For More]

Good night flowerpot

 

[Problem Child]

*grins wickedly*

Sexual Agronomy

*the mind races*

Erotic Botany

 

[KillerMuffin]

My field lays fallow
Waiting for your plow
To make me lush and ripe
Verdant with the sowing
Of your effervescent seed

The rumble of your tractor
Across my lascivious rows
Brings the lustful nature
Of my dew covered acreage
Waiting for your masterful plow.


Or was that a bit much?

 

[Problem Child]

your fertile ground
steeps my growing desire
I'm your farmhand
your planter for hire

riding your hills
and valleys and plains
smelling you earth
drives me insane

take me inside
soft moist soil
wrap around me
make my blood boil

 

[lavender]

 

[KillerMuffin]

I went to sleep late last night
Skipping through your hills
And dancing on your rocks
Rolling in your fertile soil
Wrapping your tender granite
In the warmth of my heat
Haymown fields strewn with chaff
A sundrenched harvest
Full of ripe, wet, dreams

 

[Problem Child]

I too dreamt of you
ripe luscious fruit
ready for my harvest
strong hands
feeling
touching
smooth full flesh
tender yet firm

I pluck it
and hold it
bringing my lips close
inhaling the scent
letting the aroma take me away

my mouth waters
as finally I taste the flesh
the sweet juice
bathing my tongue
making me want more

 

[KillerMuffin]

The dawn bounces brightly on the glistening dew
Covering the heated garden of your delight
Wetting the slick flesh of your eggplant blue
Purpled from erotic girth without respite
Needing to ejaculate seed into the soil waiting
Together with the heaving cantelope melons
Dipping to the dew wet soil with breath bating
For the instant of sultry communion swollen
Wrapped together in the mineral rich earth of lust