Challenge: Write a poem involving breasts
Anonymous
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That guy who said I had 'small tits'
When he was drunk out of his wits,
Making my mother dear have fits
(Who I'd invited to the Brits) -
I'll knee him in his dangly bits
Or black his eyes with my clenched mitts!
Hope that girl with him gives him nits!
When he was drunk out of his wits,
Making my mother dear have fits
(Who I'd invited to the Brits) -
I'll knee him in his dangly bits
Or black his eyes with my clenched mitts!
Hope that girl with him gives him nits!
Anonymous
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Shawn
Stepped right
Into the
Bathroom just in
Time to see Paula
Come out of the shower
And dry herself off with her
Huge jugs showing which made Shawn pull
Down his pants and rub his hardcore dick
Before he walked right up to Paula
And made her drop the towel in order
To go inside her soaking wet cunt
And start sucking on those giant
Melons of hers which made his
Live in lover rake her
Fingernails across
His bare back and
Let out such
A loud
Scream.
Stepped right
Into the
Bathroom just in
Time to see Paula
Come out of the shower
And dry herself off with her
Huge jugs showing which made Shawn pull
Down his pants and rub his hardcore dick
Before he walked right up to Paula
And made her drop the towel in order
To go inside her soaking wet cunt
And start sucking on those giant
Melons of hers which made his
Live in lover rake her
Fingernails across
His bare back and
Let out such
A loud
Scream.
Patchouli
He didn't bargain for
what was to come...
hurt and abused as he
had been, by the
meat-eating women he'd
lain with each night,
for one so new and fresh
to come and stay,
this bohemian vegan
in her caftan,
showing to advantage
her pear-shaped breasts
through paisley sleeves that belled
open; breezeways,
a blithe spirit floating
in patchouli,
with tender nipples, flushed
and pointing... up.
©2016 Jade-Pandora. All Rights Reserved.
He didn't bargain for
what was to come...
hurt and abused as he
had been, by the
meat-eating women he'd
lain with each night,
for one so new and fresh
to come and stay,
this bohemian vegan
in her caftan,
showing to advantage
her pear-shaped breasts
through paisley sleeves that belled
open; breezeways,
a blithe spirit floating
in patchouli,
with tender nipples, flushed
and pointing... up.
©2016 Jade-Pandora. All Rights Reserved.
Sharon was topless because of the heat and
Was about to slip off her panties before
Her boyfriend Ben saw her nude body as grand.
That was when he got naked and just before
He laid his hands on her jugs and his brass
Dick inside her asshole and down to the core.
And while Ben was fucking her in that lustful ass,
He allowed himself to suck her tits before
They both had laid themselves down on the soft grass.
And after that, Ben and Sharon became sore
For they both had never fucked that much before.
Was about to slip off her panties before
Her boyfriend Ben saw her nude body as grand.
That was when he got naked and just before
He laid his hands on her jugs and his brass
Dick inside her asshole and down to the core.
And while Ben was fucking her in that lustful ass,
He allowed himself to suck her tits before
They both had laid themselves down on the soft grass.
And after that, Ben and Sharon became sore
For they both had never fucked that much before.
ODE TO THE BRA
(Inspired after seeing 1950s photo of young Joan Collins in a dancer's bra-top costume.)
This is the basic information:
Of elastic and lace fabrication,
They gives bosoms amplification
And resistance to gravitation,
Raising female exhilaration.
Part of woman's glorification,
They make weapons of titillation
Sparking male thoughts of copulation,
Stirring their drives to operation
And tongues in figure's celebration.
(Inspired after seeing 1950s photo of young Joan Collins in a dancer's bra-top costume.)
This is the basic information:
Of elastic and lace fabrication,
They gives bosoms amplification
And resistance to gravitation,
Raising female exhilaration.
Part of woman's glorification,
They make weapons of titillation
Sparking male thoughts of copulation,
Stirring their drives to operation
And tongues in figure's celebration.
Ladybriar said:Sensual memories
Sitting here in all my naked glory,
Thinking of you, of last night
My body tingles and tightens
Thinking of the erotic sight
My breasts tense and harden
Thinking of your touch so right
My nipples pout and throb
This poem was extremely well-written. I appreciate this quote in particular which I was very able to understand.
Sitting here in all my naked glory,
Thinking of you, of last night
My body tingles and tightens
Thinking of the erotic sight
My breasts tense and harden
Thinking of your touch so right
My nipples pout and throb
This poem was extremely well-written. I appreciate this quote in particular which I was very able to understand.
