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Kinkpoet said:https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/412380-ess-n-emm/
I love this poem my poet... It reminds me of a place where pain becomes the most significant pleasure. Mm... while living , breathing, panting those Fifty Shades Of Grey Moments.. I know a place of this... where BDSM and heighten submissively desires collide.. follow the..... 🍯
I love this poem my poet... It reminds me of a place where pain becomes the most significant pleasure. Mm... while living , breathing, panting those Fifty Shades Of Grey Moments.. I know a place of this... where BDSM and heighten submissively desires collide.. follow the..... 🍯
Tasting My Honeyed Passion
On my knees
My handsome lover I sweetly please
Submitting to his intoxicating tease
My mouth coveting the ecstasy of his lustful greed
Unmercifully siphoning his manhood from the fetish feed
The melody of my mouth movements fulfilled by the explosion of his flowing need
His depletion drips
Down my chin coating my tender lips
Winking at me, standing
Telling me he loves his eye candy
Naked on the terrace moving over to the glass table
One hundred and twenty pounds, telling me, baby its able
Making love under the stars bathed by an illuminating full moon
To my handsome man from Mars
Got my dopamine roaring
Illicit and sultry deeds to please him mmm… to my body…uncapped bottle… oh yes honey pouring
Tongue over my skin passionately touring
Cupping his dick, the length sliding in and out my wet slit
Plaming the iron table surface… sweet mercy his love is King
Bodies in undulated motion
Wrapping my legs around his back all deep in the wetness of this Queen’s butter rum ocean
Moaning to the winds his pace hard to maintain
Lifting me under my bent legs, slamming inside me deeper, my cunt walls cresting, caving, freeing my soft rain
Feeling the senses from my toes up to the core of my brain
Soaking the elongation of his soul in the cometh of my silken hurricane
Table lifting
Our bodies shifting
Leaning his face downward, French kissing
Rapture in his arms, his manly scent reeking from his pores
Beautiful souls spiritually clashing
Whispers to make it last longer, inside me his family jewels thrasing
Harkening into the nightly songs
Resonances of contentment heard pass gone
I love when he kisses my earlobe, cupping my breasts from behind
His groin mating my buttocks then a hard smack
Telling me he’s all mine
The man has my heart on lock by destiny’s time
Oh, no not the half bottle of wine
Snatching his arousal out
Slow dragging his tongue down my spine, landing on his kness
Fingering my juicy wet South
Planting my stilettos over his shoulder blades
My soft folds fingered back, a quick lick then my slit for him to tantalize his snack
Sapping up the streams of sweet elixir mixing with my jucies
Outer thighs palmed, his tongue tasting me oh, I’m losing it
Oh God...is this how Heaven feels
My clit teased, spit on, tongue inside, appeasing my pussy at his will
Pumping his dick
With the tip, smearing his pre-cum all over my sandwiched perky tits
Holding my head still, giving me no neck rotating space
Mm... the warmth of his seed, shooting, toppling
Then branding my lips, my face
My handsome lover I sweetly please
Submitting to his intoxicating tease
My mouth coveting the ecstasy of his lustful greed
Unmercifully siphoning his manhood from the fetish feed
The melody of my mouth movements fulfilled by the explosion of his flowing need
His depletion drips
Down my chin coating my tender lips
Winking at me, standing
Telling me he loves his eye candy
Naked on the terrace moving over to the glass table
One hundred and twenty pounds, telling me, baby its able
Making love under the stars bathed by an illuminating full moon
To my handsome man from Mars
Got my dopamine roaring
Illicit and sultry deeds to please him mmm… to my body…uncapped bottle… oh yes honey pouring
Tongue over my skin passionately touring
Cupping his dick, the length sliding in and out my wet slit
Plaming the iron table surface… sweet mercy his love is King
Bodies in undulated motion
Wrapping my legs around his back all deep in the wetness of this Queen’s butter rum ocean
Moaning to the winds his pace hard to maintain
Lifting me under my bent legs, slamming inside me deeper, my cunt walls cresting, caving, freeing my soft rain
Feeling the senses from my toes up to the core of my brain
Soaking the elongation of his soul in the cometh of my silken hurricane
Table lifting
Our bodies shifting
Leaning his face downward, French kissing
Rapture in his arms, his manly scent reeking from his pores
Beautiful souls spiritually clashing
Whispers to make it last longer, inside me his family jewels thrasing
Harkening into the nightly songs
Resonances of contentment heard pass gone
I love when he kisses my earlobe, cupping my breasts from behind
His groin mating my buttocks then a hard smack
Telling me he’s all mine
The man has my heart on lock by destiny’s time
Oh, no not the half bottle of wine
Snatching his arousal out
Slow dragging his tongue down my spine, landing on his kness
Fingering my juicy wet South
Planting my stilettos over his shoulder blades
My soft folds fingered back, a quick lick then my slit for him to tantalize his snack
Sapping up the streams of sweet elixir mixing with my jucies
Outer thighs palmed, his tongue tasting me oh, I’m losing it
Oh God...is this how Heaven feels
My clit teased, spit on, tongue inside, appeasing my pussy at his will
Pumping his dick
With the tip, smearing his pre-cum all over my sandwiched perky tits
Holding my head still, giving me no neck rotating space
Mm... the warmth of his seed, shooting, toppling
Then branding my lips, my face
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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“throbbing puckered hole in my ass”
(inspired by Caligraphee)
primal
nasty
the allure of the arousal
“third finger in”.........
(i can taste the bitterness)
what's not to love?
a woman in the midst
of expressing her most intimate desire
she takes 'hold of my carnal mind,
stokes my embers-set's me on fire
Mmmm.....how I'd like to put my fingers on your tattoo
ravage your ass
as it "puff, puff gives"
spread your cheeks
my tongue licking your sphincter's rim
to watch it move, clinch, and gasp
passing gas.....
Her throbbing puckered hole “lives”
her horny pleasures spread
all over her body
from her tippy-toes
to the top of her head
fucking this throbbing, tight, puckered hole feels so divine
endow me black queen, unspeakable pleasures be thine
let me be the match to
light your fire
breast against the bed
your derriere lifted high
into the air
tongue in cheek
cream of nature
spackled everywhere.....I cum
“sticky lick it taste so sweet
almost there, holding on to my seat
every nerve is shaking, masturbating
arousal surfacing the highest peak
there but my trembling thighs
juices flowing, wet” Wonderful and warm
pushing through the eye of the storm.....
(....sweet murder she wrote)
back and forth, forth and back
subtle hints of prickly sweat beads
flow slowly down her deep brown crack
the wet, surreality of her “sex sounds”
feeling that
in and out, out and in
penetrating her puffy-round stiction
lends to contradiction
of the pleasures found in tight, horny places
echoed moans, tortured and tight orgasmic faces
mmmm.....I feel it's bite
gettiin' it in, gettin' it in
caught up in the grips of ancient Caligulan sin...
….pleasing the throbbing puckered hole in her ass
A TWIST OF SIN BROTHEL HOUSE
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
“Ooh, the men are showing up in droves here tonight.”
“Umm, yes they are.”
One of the saloon girls turned to face the woman who was clad in a pink bra and pink thong; a lacy pink garter decorated her upper thigh; a dollar bill was strapped behind the elasticity, descending the grand stairwell.
“Here comes Miss, Frigid One Digit.”
“Shh, I heard that freak has eyes in the back of her head.”
The number one whore, name Linda strolled into the saloon.
“Hello ladies.”
Both ladies moved to the side without acknowledgment.
Linda’s blue-colored eyes glanced around the smoke-filled room. She turned her eyes to look at the two saloon girls.
“How has business been tonight?”
“Fine, however, there were two men here asking for the required services of your snake tongue, and where it seems to travel when laying with a man.”
“Are the accolades true,” the other saloon woman inquired.
Linda fanned her face with her collapsible fan in bewilderment, behind her infamous tongue dance, given free to groups of men around a small town in California.
“Yes, men do call me fast tongue quick sliver,” Linda stated, as she hid her craving for the male’s flesh behind her collapsible paper fan.
“Do you not have any shame about that wicked skill?”
“Why should I, I leaned it from the streets.”
A man, who was known on the streets, as vagabond approached the three ladies.
“Gulda evening ladies.”
His blue-eyes roamed over Linda’s silicone breasts over-spilling her bra.
“You busy tonight hon.”
Linda fanned her fan, in disgust. She turned her face to avoid the stench of alcohol sailing under her nostrils. She faced the untidy man once again.
“Not for you, now leave.”
All three ladies took in account the customer’s soiled pants from behind, two toes peeking out the holes at the top of his sneakers, up to the grim stained shirt.
“I will not service you…you…”
The proprietor of the establishment walked into the saloon. She overheard the conversation from afar.
She intervened on the conversation.
“Now now, Linda, is that anyway to treat a customer from off the streets, this nice gentleman paid a dollar for your nightly services.”
Linda looked over at the proprietor in anguish.
“I...I I just can’t,”
“You can, and yes you will. This gentleman has requested the service of your tongue for the entire night. And since you are still in training, with a limited amount of bedroom skills, you will service his needs as requested.”
Linda bowed at the proprietor.
“Yes, Madam Sweetie Pie.”
“I’m curious girly, as to why the men call you Linda Betty Boop, when clearly all these other women are more qualified to render illicit deeds; other than your naughty tongue services you are gifted to perform.”
“Well, from the North to the South, I’m known as many names as possible. I’m also known as Suzanne when I want to dine on a woman’s genitals, however it’s every now and then, I’m still trying to get used to the taste, so I think I will try Cheryl, in the East Coast. Just maybe I can finally get some mental peace.”
“You may, once you discontinue putting your foot inside your mouth and save that for all those horney men family jewels you’re infamous for doing.”
“Screw you all.”
“No, we get paid quite well for others to do that; you my darling, have to give as requested, such a shame you are no better than a two dollar whore.”
“Ladies be nice, I’m sure Linda has had her acclaim to fame, and who are we to doubt her bedroom reputable skills.
The man tightly clasped Linda’s hand in his and led her out the saloon up the spiral stairwell.
Sweetie Pie looked over at the other two ladies. She clapped her hands.
“There are several men in the VIP room waiting. I suggest you two make use with your time.”
Both women scattered out the saloon.
Sweetie Pie returned to her office.
Copyright©SKC-2021
SweetKittyCat5 said:A TWIST OF SIN BROTHEL HOUSE Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
“Ooh, the men are showing up in droves here tonight.”
“Umm, yes they are.”
One of the saloon girls turned to face the woman who was clad in a pink bra and pink thong; a lacy pink garter decorated her upper thigh; a dollar bill was strapped behind the elasticity, descending the grand stairwell.
“Here comes Miss, Frigid One Digit.”
“Shh, I heard that freak has eyes in the back of her head.”
The number one whore, name Linda strolled into the saloon.
“Hello ladies.”
Both ladies moved to the side without acknowledgment.
Linda’s blue-colored eyes glanced around the smoke-filled room. She turned her eyes to look at the two saloon girls.
“How has business been tonight?”
“Fine, however, there were two men here asking for the required services of your snake tongue, and where it seems to travel when laying with a man.”
“Are the accolades true,” the other saloon woman inquired.
Linda fanned her face with her collapsible fan in bewilderment, behind her infamous tongue dance, given free to groups of men around a small town in California.
“Yes, men do call me fast tongue quick sliver,” Linda stated, as she hid her craving for the male’s flesh behind her collapsible paper fan.
“Do you not have any shame about that wicked skill?”
“Why should I, I leaned it from the streets.”
A man, who was known on the streets, as vagabond approached the three ladies.
“Gulda evening ladies.”
His blue-eyes roamed over Linda’s silicone breasts over-spilling her bra.
“You busy tonight hon.”
Linda fanned her fan, in disgust. She turned her face to avoid the stench of alcohol sailing under her nostrils. She faced the untidy man once again.
“Not for you, now leave.”
All three ladies took in account the customer’s soiled pants from behind, two toes peeking out the holes at the top of his sneakers, up to the grim stained shirt.
“I will not service you…you…”
The proprietor of the establishment walked into the saloon. She overheard the conversation from afar.
She intervened on the conversation.
“Now now, Linda, is that anyway to treat a customer from off the streets, this nice gentleman paid a dollar for your nightly services.”
Linda looked over at the proprietor in anguish.
“I...I I just can’t,”
“You can, and yes you will. This gentleman has requested the service of your tongue for the entire night. And since you are still in training, with a limited amount of bedroom skills, you will service his needs as requested.”
Linda bowed at the proprietor.
“Yes, Madam Sweetie Pie.”
“I’m curious girly, as to why the men call you Linda Betty Boop, when clearly all these other women are more qualified to render illicit deeds; other than your naughty tongue services you are gifted to perform.”
“Well, from the North to the South, I’m known as many names as possible. I’m also known as Suzanne when I want to dine on a woman’s genitals, however it’s every now and then, I’m still trying to get used to the taste, so I think I will try Cheryl, in the East Coast. Just maybe I can finally get some mental peace.”
“You may, once you discontinue putting your foot inside your mouth and save that for all those horney men family jewels you’re infamous for doing.”
“Screw you all.”
“No, we get paid quite well for others to do that; you my darling, have to give as requested, such a shame you are no better than a two dollar whore.”
“Ladies be nice, I’m sure Linda has had her acclaim to fame, and who are we to doubt her bedroom reputable skills.
The man tightly clasped Linda’s hand in his and led her out the saloon up the spiral stairwell.
Sweetie Pie looked over at the other two ladies. She clapped her hands.
“There are several men in the VIP room waiting. I suggest you two make use with your time.”
Both women scattered out the saloon.
Sweetie Pie returned to her office.
Copyright©SKC-2021
Damn my Erotic Queen of Love you are setting me on fire with that picture. Naughty things are in my head now. Come to Big Daddy, LOL.
she's headed
girl undresses boy
sees love rocket hard for her
and gives warm greeting
sees love rocket hard for her
and gives warm greeting
Written by Remy_L
(Remington Lancaster)
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she's headed
girl undresses boy
sees love rocket hard for her
and gives warm greeting
sees love rocket hard for her
and gives warm greeting
Written by Remy_L
(Remington Lancaster)
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Remy_L said:
Oh my I can taste what's to come on the tip of my tongue ... you manage to convey in three lines the ultimate fantasy my poet.. very nicely swallowed ..wink
Oh my I can taste what's to come on the tip of my tongue ... you manage to convey in three lines the ultimate fantasy my poet.. very nicely swallowed ..wink
SweetKittyCat5 said:
Mm... I had the most incredible a dream about you last night
Mm… You made love to me unto the sunrise
With all your girth and might
You came unto me, you laid me on silken covers
You parted my thighs as your body hovered
You looked down into my eyes, you ran your finger
Zigzagging over my French Creole skin
Mm… waiting for your, surmise
And then you me took me
You slid in my tight abyss
Your lips covered mine with such sweet kisses
And then, you put my hands over my head
Oh, the dance that we did
We rattled the bed
You put my legs over your shoulders
And you cupped my buttocks
And you stuck your tongue deep inside me
Mm... as my butter rum, unlocked
It seeped on your tongue
Oh, it made your swollen, kingdom cum
You shattered inside… me
Behind the tease
And you called out my name
Mmmm, locking my palms
No regrets, no shame
I had a dream about you last night
I dreamed you gave me
Your soul
Your essence
Until the break of midnight
And then you came until me
You shook my foundation of love
God knows it’s only ordained from above
You kissed my toes
You kissed my hands
You kissed my fingers
And you kissed my mouth
You stuck your fingers, deep inside my wet south
You taste me on your lips
Mm... and then you fed it to me
And then your mouth covered mines
Oo... awaiting your please
I had a dream about you last night
Oh…you took my body to such rapture, such heights
I clamored, I screamed I cried, to the Heavens
Mm Is this the man for me
Is the man that supposed to fulfill my destiny
Is this the man that pleases me from daylight to daybreak
Oh God if this the man, please do not awake
I ...had... a... dream… about… you... last... night
And my God deep inside me you felt so right
I did not know right, I didn’t know wrong
All I know is moans, groans, that echoed our beautiful song
I had a dream about you last night
You merged your soul into mine
You poured your essence, my merge, my climax
Mm… blended as the sands of time
I had a dream about you last night
We looked over the hilltops
We looked over the mountain peaks
Mm and then you sunk in me deeper and deeper
Mm… and my lips you so sweetly, teased
“I had a dream about you last night, baby.”
Then come to Big Papa my Erotic Queen of Love. Your dreams are wonderful.
Mm... I had the most incredible a dream about you last night
Mm… You made love to me unto the sunrise
With all your girth and might
You came unto me, you laid me on silken covers
You parted my thighs as your body hovered
You looked down into my eyes, you ran your finger
Zigzagging over my French Creole skin
Mm… waiting for your, surmise
And then you me took me
You slid in my tight abyss
Your lips covered mine with such sweet kisses
And then, you put my hands over my head
Oh, the dance that we did
We rattled the bed
You put my legs over your shoulders
And you cupped my buttocks
And you stuck your tongue deep inside me
Mm... as my butter rum, unlocked
It seeped on your tongue
Oh, it made your swollen, kingdom cum
You shattered inside… me
Behind the tease
And you called out my name
Mmmm, locking my palms
No regrets, no shame
I had a dream about you last night
I dreamed you gave me
Your soul
Your essence
Until the break of midnight
And then you came until me
You shook my foundation of love
God knows it’s only ordained from above
You kissed my toes
You kissed my hands
You kissed my fingers
And you kissed my mouth
You stuck your fingers, deep inside my wet south
You taste me on your lips
Mm... and then you fed it to me
And then your mouth covered mines
Oo... awaiting your please
I had a dream about you last night
Oh…you took my body to such rapture, such heights
I clamored, I screamed I cried, to the Heavens
Mm Is this the man for me
Is the man that supposed to fulfill my destiny
Is this the man that pleases me from daylight to daybreak
Oh God if this the man, please do not awake
I ...had... a... dream… about… you... last... night
And my God deep inside me you felt so right
I did not know right, I didn’t know wrong
All I know is moans, groans, that echoed our beautiful song
I had a dream about you last night
You merged your soul into mine
You poured your essence, my merge, my climax
Mm… blended as the sands of time
I had a dream about you last night
We looked over the hilltops
We looked over the mountain peaks
Mm and then you sunk in me deeper and deeper
Mm… and my lips you so sweetly, teased
“I had a dream about you last night, baby.”
Then come to Big Papa my Erotic Queen of Love. Your dreams are wonderful.
