Poetry Corner
Ode to Willy!
Dangle, dangle little willy
don"t u look so very silly
Wrinkled like an O.A.P.
what on earth do people see
that makes them want to play with you?
Peeping out from your single eye
is that a lady that you spy?
Blood rushes up into your head
You wonder if she's good in bed?
You change your clothes and smarten up
the wrinkles gone, the stature firm
you make your owner so aware
look mate, - there?s a babe stood over there!
You make your master lose control
demanding that he takes some action
he walks across and starts to flirt
and slowly starts to strip his shirt
the girl looks deep into to his eyes
as he fumbles with his flies
at last he sets his best friend free
then feels an urgent need to pee
You shrivel up and hang your head
no chance now of this babe in bed!
Your owner stamps his foot in fury
he wont trust u again in a hurry
He takes you home and hauls you out
and starts to abuse you as so often
its the only way he gets his pleasure
you are again his favourite treasure!
His trusted friend
His oldest toy
He?s loved you most
since a young boy
You never fail him when alone
Your body firm ? like made of stone
He only has to think of pretty girls
And run his fingers though your curls
then up and down your throbbing shaft
God ? he is a master of this craft
You bulge and strain, He looks in pain
But then his face is bathed with bliss
As your winking eye begins to hiss
And shoots a stream of foaming cum
All across his heaving tum!
the Reluctant Slut
Knocked on the door with the usual feeling
A little shaky, a little buzz a little bit reeling
New friends in the offing, always exciting
Ready for the bang from the very first sighting.
Now he's answered the door and total dread!
Had hair in his picture, but there's none on his head.
Cant have had hair for a good five years
Cept what was growing from nose and ears.
It's a bad sign, if he's lying from the very start
What if her picture was some other tart !!
But she's standing in the hall, and she looks okay
More Bella than Emberg anyway.
So we adjourn to the lounge, for nibbles wine and chat.
And we talk about the d?or, and the weather and their cat,
All the time the tension cos we all know the score.
Were all supposed to end up rolling on the floor.
So I"m on the armchair, dralon, feeling kinda tense
Not really getting on with them just sitting on the fence.
Yes I have done this before, and no I"m never Bi,
Yes I am a married man, and no she's never tried.
I"m feelin like its wrong now, maybe I should leave
So tense and unrelaxed I find it difficult to breathe.
I"m thinkin hard and fast, to try and break the ties.
When then he leans across the couch and opens up her thighs.
Well don"t get me wrong, the stockings were real nice,
And normally I would have smiled and been up in a trice.
But something wasn"t quite right, cos although his grin was
wide-
Her face was blank and serious, not showing what's inside.
He prattled on incessantly, bout how she liked it licked,
And how she shaved it every week, and how she loved big dicks.
And from her pretty mouth there came, not a single sound
And not any expression, as he pulled her top right down.
Now I am human right ? And now I must admit,
that yes I had a hard on as he sucked upon her tit,
His hands all over inside and out, started quite a rush.
But my fun was over when I saw her plainly blush.
Perhaps I thought, selfish I know, she"ll improve as we go on,
So I gets out Percy and puts him in her hand, just to play along
She opens her mouth, and pops him in, as dutiful as can be,
He shouting now, you slut, you whore, you love it now suck me.
But as dense as I am I am totally sure she doesn"t love it at
all
She's suckin him, and wankin me and should be havin a ball.
But the look on her face says otherwise, lookin to him for the
word,
I"m feeling guilty as sin, cos I know the shit that she's
endured.
So now I"m stuck, its no good to me. I cant get hard for that,
He's pullin on her saying, fuck her ass . I"m thinkin what a
prat.
Percy just says "no way, you don"t want this" and refuses to
play the game.
He still wants me to fuck her, he's annoyed, but I cant all the
same.
"What's wrong?", says he, "are you a poof? Ain"t my woman good
enough?"
I"ve had it now and losing my rag, this fuckwit thinks he's
tough.
So stood, zipped up, and turned around and told him what I
thought .
He's backin away and and cowering cos he's all mouth, he's that
sort.
I was feelin bad cos it shoulda been fun, but I knew I was outta
luck,
I never came here to make a scene, just a drink and a laugh and
a fuck.
As I looked at her I noticed a look that calmed me and cooled my
head,
Her look said "thanks for not using me, and thanks for all that
you said".
Now don"t get me wrong, cos this scene can be fun
And I"ve had a barrel of laughs
Good pals and good friends that stand out from a crowd,
Lots of em funny, and sexy and loud.
I"m not a bloke that usually gives any advise
And its not my place to come between husband and wife.
And you know the guys I"m talkin to, just will never hear
So I guess I"ll tell the girls what's what, so I can make it
clear.
If you want to girls then do it !! there's no harm, but fun in
that,
If you don"t then don"t, its simple now I"m wearin my advising
hat!
If there's three people on the bed and one ain"t happy, it ain"t
no fun
So the one that ain"t happy should say so, get their kit back on
and run.
As for all you fools who say a woman always says no when she
means yes
Well there are times, quite rare, when you can be quite right I
guess.
But if you loved her and knew how she loved you, then you would
also know
that a woman who truly loves her man will say yes when she means
NO.
BigGagain@aol.com
October 2000
Stark and startling I appear with
all inhibitions flung
Standing before you bold, butt naked, and nicely hung
Verbalizing a sensual verse of late
Watching you bite your bottom lip, drool, and salivate
Figuratively speaking you go into a head spin and do back
flips
Anxiously moving about like a cat that craves cat nip
With an intensifying urge, that in time, does not ease
Because at a respectable distance my nakedness is a tortuous
tease
Moving ever closer to you while gettin" my prose on
My nakedness grinds against your body, with all of your
clothes on
With the inviting vibes that you"re throwing, I am a
receiver
I touch your forehead, you"re hot, you have a fever
Feverously horny you are; my eyes you intently watch
All-the-while guiding my hand to a now-moist crotch
And while through your clothes, I massage your treasure
In a soft, strong male tone, I whisper "What's your
Pleasure"
I kiss you and massage your crotch a few moments more
You moan and breathe heavily from the passionate outpour
Your pussy in my hand, your tongue in my mouth, this I adore
Suddenly, your clothes magically fall to the floor
Mind opening is the mental/physical erotic ajarment
As I see the floor littered with sexy, girly undergarments
Still with a handful of twat with a feel of derriere
I see a strapless bra here, pair of panties there
Here we be, as hot as two hot toddies
Two awaiting startling stark naked bodies
Up against one another, grinding away
Each waiting for the other to move beyond the arousing
foreplay
With my endowed maleness stiffening, the candle is lit
Using the head of my shaft to titillate your clit
Teasing you as I tease myself, teasing measure for measure
As I hold you, and your eyes are closed, I whisper "What's
your Pleasure"
At the second asking, there wasn"t much in the way of
decidin"
Just like your eyes, the gap between your legs widened
Guiding my rod into you slowly, savoring the feel
Letting out a blow as if you"re blowing hot oatmeal
We start up a rhythm, let the pace advance
Before long I"m pumping into you, and we start to dance
Backing you against a wall to which your ass, I pin
And your expression is more of a grimace than a grin
With each thrust, and intended pussy pounce
I jar your body and make your titties bounce
As I fuck your lovely femaleness, sweet and tender
We both approach the orgasmic experience to which we will
ultimately surrender
with a mean look on your face, set like the stones of
Stonehenge
Your expression is that of an angry woman out for revenge
Working this grove without a hitch
Instead of screaming my name, you yell "FUCK ME LIKE I"M A
BAD ASS BITCH!!!"
Shocked and amazed at what I was to hear
I get excited and throw it into high gear
Intensity growing hotter and bolder
So much so, you bury your head into my shoulder
One hand grabs my back, the other my ass
Grips and squeezes as I repeatedly impale you with my male
mass
that makes you groan and utter about
And erotically, fuckingly cuss me out
"UH,... UH, UH,.... AHHH,... OOOOOOH!!!"
You jump, you jerk, you twitch, you squirm, you bounce, you
squeeze, you coo
As I bring you to orgasm, to me your twat convulsions
serenade
Making the neighbors blush as I juice your pussy like
lemonade
I continue to fuck you with your eyes wide open, feeding my
sexual consumption
Fucking you, loving you, as the white lava spews from my
eruption
Slowing the pace, and still hard from these gestures
I"m ready for round two baby,... so tell me,... What's your
Pleasure
Des
July 2001
Erotica
Eroticism - Love in all its manifestations
For me you performed. You strip teased
me, you pleased me.
Now I sow the seed of your disease.
But no ugly growth this cancer spreads
For into my soul your infection has
bled... to feed the stem of what we create.
But no poison ivy this sapling be, but
erotica now that grows in me,
Fast uprooting other desires?.
Established now it grasps each of my
thoughts and within them inspires?
An edge, an angle, a twist that
instills in me an open mind, with no boundaries.
It makes me bold as my erotica now
takes a hold of a part of me that lay neglected for so long,
...a
lifetime unaffected by you.
Now in full bloom my erotica shines,
entwines and manipulates me,
Stripping, whipping, it interrogates my
mind,
Fantasies and daydreams now fill my
head,
No cure for this, the disease you
spread.
Have you no mercy?
Give me the pleasure that goes with the
pain, the harder the stronger.
So deep, so daring, combined,
intertwined, not sparing my senses.
I taste, I feel, I hear, I see.
For me you performed
For me,
For me
Wendy 23rd September 2001
Penis breath, a lover's dread,
Is what you get when you give head.
Unpleasant as it tends to be,
Be grateful that he doesn"t pee.
It's times like this, you wonder why,
You bothered reaching for his fly.
But it's too late, can"t be a tease,
Accept the facts, get on your knees.
You know you"ve got a job to do,
So open wide and shove it through,
Lick the tip then take it all.
Don"t drag your teeth or he might bawl.
Slide up and down, use your tongue.
And feel the pre-cum start to run,
Your jaw it aches, your neck is numb,
So when the hell's he gonna cum?
Just, when you can"t take anymore,
You hear your lover's mighty roar.
And when he hits that real high note,
You feel it oozing down your throat.
Salty, fishy, sticky stuff,
Okay already, that's enough.
Let's switch you say, before you gag,
And what revenge, you"re on the rag!
anon
Eating out and chowing down,
but tonight I"m not out on the town.
Tonight I"m served a seafood dish,
well at the least it tastes like fish.
Time to overcome my fears,
as she drags me down there by my ears,
to feast upon her hairy pie,
where pubes and stubble jab my eye.
She lies back and moans and then softly sighs,
I cant help thinking about scampi & fries.
Don"t lick too low, move up a bit,
got to be careful or I"m in the shit.
Nibble, lick, caress and stroke,
the things I do just for a poke.
Up, down and right a bit,
where the hell does she keep her clit?
I"ll never find it here like this,
fanny design just takes the piss.
To find my way around her twat,
I"ll need a torch and miners hat.
I think my tongue is failing me,
Christ I hope she doesn"t pee.
I"ve been licking her minge for years.
I wish I could breathe through my ears.
God I hope that she comes quick,
since my neck's developing a crick.
I"m sweating like I"ve got a fever,
under the covers, eating split beaver,
I must have hit the right spot at last,
her screams are gaining volume fast,
her thighs clamp tight around my head,
and her screams scare the neighbours out of bed.
She's coming at last and making a racket,
her thighs crushing my head like a discarded fag jacket.
I"m choking and spluttering but she doesn"t care,
that my mouth is full of fish flavoured hair.
And that my face is smothered in thick fanny batter
and juices that taste like a seafood platter.
But she thinks it's funny, and starts taking the piss,
but she soon stops her laughing, when I move in for a kiss!
anon.....
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