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Phantom2426
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Very hot indeed.

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Phantom2426 said:Very hot indeed.

Thank You

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My Pudding Cupcake

Today is not my birthday
However, my cupcake is on the menu be that it may
Advertised to be the tastiest I must say
Mmm, a sweet morsel to ravish, known to chase any blues away
Sit and enjoy this dessert catered just for you
A little dollop of whip cream and a cherry on top to entice your devouring mood
Since you like the popped cherry juices and I like to enjoy the nuts...satisfying when blending together
I’m sure this alliance would make this feast to indulge so much better
Everyone knows this little sweet course is the best known finger food
Once it reaches the lips its’s just that good
Wait, first you must lick the icing to taste the confection flavor
Roll the tip of your tongue around to allow the flavor on your tongue to slowly savor
Or, you can go straight for the soft center to taste
Only if your inquisitive palate refuses to wait
Do you love my pudding cupcake, as you enjoy the taste inside and out
To relish it fully, you must adjust the roof of your mouth
You may have to use your fingers to delicately peel back the soft barrier covering
Mouth on top of the mound, taste buds just a smothering
Handsome, do you like the pudding in the middle
This sweet poem is the taste compared to the melody of a fiddle
Just a pudding cupcake I wanted to share
Sorry, I have no more to spare

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My Silken Sheet Lover

Please me my silken sheet lover
Fuck me senselessly under a slew of silk covers
Wrap your arms around my lower back  
Palm your erect dick to engage in a wet pussy attack  
Mmm, as I slide down a tower of love  
Pussy pulsating, gripping your girth as you’re sailing into a wet tight glove  

Wrists bound to ass, no escape  
Heartbeats echoing to complete me, yet making me famished to wait  
Tongue licks bathing my nipples, ever so slow  
Dick gyrating in comfort, weakening my body from the languish flow  
Dueling tongues circling around and around  
My pussy oiling your dick, juices squishes of lover’s sounds  
To my neck, your tongue gently rolls  
Faster and faster, a climax I’m seeking as your dick farther patrols  

Oh God, you feel so good inside me when you hungrily move  
Dick sliding in and out of my pussy, riding the abyss of a nighttime groove  
Taking me back, spine kissing the bed  
Legs in air, plundering my insides for a monstrous ejaculation just up ahead  
Umm baby, you’re hitting the fucking right spot  
Pounding, inching back, and then drilling your dick deeper for that awaited cum shot  

Oh...God...oh...God... fuck here it comes  
Mmmm…two releases mingling as one  
A kiss to my lips, tongue to tongue  
Oh no handsome one, we are not remotely done  
Pull out your dick, turn me over, and show me how the west was won  
Ride my ass Cowboy slow and easy, until I scream out, and once again cum  

Pleasure and pain colliding behind the constricted infiltration and friction  
What better love to have then this dominating sweet hole addiction  
Ass up in the air, dick ramming inside of me, fingers on its own expedition  
Hips gripped for your sole pleasure  
Little do you know I’m pleasing my own wet treasure  
Umm…I’m getter wetter and wetter  
Your dick sailing into my tighten treasure, baby it’s getting better and better  
Groin plastered to my ass  
Oh God, why did I even ask, the feeling surely never outlast  

Your pearly release locked in, winding inside my snuggly anus as your dick greedily bask  
Mmmm….don’t move ..fuck baby... I’m cumming  
Dick still inside my ass just a humming  
Woo…send me anytime  
Last one to the shower, gets to ride
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My, my miss American pie, I slipped my tongue inside and the levy wasn’t dry.... You banged out another good one. 😉

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Orgasmic

"Danger danger when you taste brown sugar    
Louie fell in love overnight"
....Stories
   
   
Orgasmic.....    
   
… in the moments, I falter    
beating my meat into submission    
molding my unrest as a potter    
shapes a masterpiece from clay    
   
No drug stronger than this    
this sweet deception    
she taste my lips in    
a deep dark kiss    
   
“do you remember the time?”    
   
weightless against the water    
I breach your pearly gates    
I press my thick linguistic    
against wet lips that would not laugh    
   
So tight inside you...........the test of time could not divide us two    
Gently, your voice in seductive refrain    
   
“Cum inside my love.....”
   
   
purpose by design    
tongues dance inside open mouths    
sensual intertwined    
felt the tingling heat    
then and there I knew your were mine    
   
and your hands squeezed my cock    
my fingers slipped inside your panties    
and I played with your pussy,    
pleasure on hipsway,    
lust on lock    
oh yes, you felt the rock  
on that day of the "expanding man"  
   
....my eyes glossed over,  my hands nestled there inside my boxer blue fantasy    
   
your thighs, spread wide    
always open to me, so it seems    
the King finds himself    
in between,  
wondering    
   
how many licks will it take.....and just like that    
   
ché erotique    
she embodies the totality    
the surrealism of my dreams    
perhaps    
   
“something wicked this way comes....”
   
   
…as I wax orgasmic,    
purpose by design    
tongues dance inside    
our open mouths    
sensually intertwined    
feeling the tingling heat    
   
lustfully beating thy meat    
   
   
   

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Gyco said:My, my miss American pie, I slipped my tongue inside and the levy wasn’t dry.... You banged out another good one. 😉

Mm.. I do hope you liked the flavor of sweet peach...oh.. with the whip cream of top... my poet...😋

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Mmmm...lick that cupcake from top to bottom. Your icing will melt on the tip of my tongue...👅

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Peaches and cream... Your nectar will spill with the first bite. 😉

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Gyco said:Peaches and cream... Your nectar will spill with the first bite. 😉

Mmm.. you can meet me in New Orleans.. and do not forget the honey.. and slowly enjoy the golden pour enjoy it.. kisses my poet and enjoy your night

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Irvin Mayfield’s Jazz Playhouse    
Royal Sonesta Hotel    
New Orleans, Louisiana
 
 
I was sitting at the Jazz Bar on Bourbon Street. After, I had already downed two Cosmos, and working on my third. I was feeling the mood, the atmosphere, the southern dialect heard in the distance background sounded as if I crossed an entire continent to hear such southern blended dialects.    
 
Several moments later, I decided to sip the last remains of my drink. I decided to rise and check out several more Jazz Bars establishments on the stroll. However, before, I rose from my bar stool. A handsome man of Italian lineage slid beside me. He leaned against the bar and tapped on the Oakwood surface to get the bartender’s attention    
Umm, the man smelled so good.    
I turned my head the other way, pretending the coy act.    
   
“Whatcha having,” the bartender asked this gentleman.    
“Rum no ice.” He looked over at me. “And give the lady another round of whatever she’s sipping on.”    
   
The bartender nodded his head at the man’s request.    
   
Darn, then that mean I would have to twist my head around and face the chivalry in his deep baritone voice. I told myself, I am here for rest from ER patient caseloads, training for a marathon, just to be me, which involves no kinky one-night stand.    
I pivoted my head.    
   
Damn, I swear, I couldn’t get my mouth moving, let alone get the words out to properly thank this handsome Adonis.    
Keep your head, was the only words that rang out in the far corners of my mind.  
   
The bartender placed a napkin down in front of our presence. He then placed our respective drinks in front of us. The bartender gave me just enough time for my brain to register a response if spoken to once again.    
   
“Thank you.”    
His midnight-colored eyes gently caressed my skin.    
“I’m hoping so.”    
He lifted his drink and took a small swig.    
   
Umm, his lips, succulent, a good indicator he knew how to use them along with his mouth.    
I was too frighten to lift me drink, my hands were shaking,    
Compose yourself.    
I took a deep breath.    
   
“Are you enjoying yourself gorgeous.”    
“I am now.”    
   
The man nodded his head at my affirmation.    
   
My mind has always fast forward, his tongue bathing within the pools of my pussy juices; sapping the essence of me as his head twisted from side to side as he enjoyed his feast of famine.    
What was wrong with me, I made a pack with myself, before I boarded the plane from Philadelphia to pretend to be a virgin to this world. Somehow, that plan was being mentally challenged.    
   
I swear this handsome one looked like, Nick Lashey, from his aquiline facial features to his build concealed behind his double-breasted two-piece navy blue suit.    
   
“Have you eaten. If not, I know this nice restaurant not too far from here. This place serves the best mouthwatering steaks.”    
“Ooh, I’m sorry, I’m a vegetarian.”    
   
Good, maybe he would finish his drink in silence, and allow me to sneak out of here, alone.    
   
The stranger palmed down has smooth shaven cheeks.    
“This is New Orleans, the seafood is exquisite to eat, much like the eye candy in front of me.”    
“The hard candy erected in front of me, could use a good sucking as well.”    
Why does the erotic side of my nature always seep through, this man must have thought me to be easy.    
He looked down following my words and then hooked my smokey-colored eyes    
   
“Are you up for the job?”    
“Maybe.”    
“Tell me gorgeous, is the pussy clean, and does it smell like heaven.”    
   
This was no southern gentleman.    
I looked around the bar and then faced his presence. I spaced my thighs, inserted a finger inside my pussy, withdrew it, and then smeared my finger under his nostrils    
   
“You tell me.”    
He took a complementary whiff.    
This handsome one lifted that same finger placed it up to his mouth. He held my eyes as he homed my finger inside his mouth.    
WTF?    
   
This handsome one read the questions in my eyes    
   
“It smells like heaven, I wanted to see what an Angel really taste like.”    
   
I almost climaxed, words floating out that generous mouth, facial features already had me mentally stoned.    
He allowed by hand to fall astray.    
   
I nervously lifted my drink, took a sip; I shakily repositioned my glass on my napkin.    
He leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Why don’t we get out of here.”    
“I’m sorry, I do not leave with strangers.”    
   
He stuck the tip of his tongue inside my ear canal. “I’ll stick something much bigger and better, in other tighter holes.”    
His minty breath was hot on my ear.    
   
“I…!”    
   
Would you just say something? Educated and cannot form a simple reply. My own rules of being in charge caught me off guard. I had no defense, the man was guilty of tipping me off balance, in the most poetic way.    
 
 
He kissed the bottom of my earlobe and inched his face back. He cupped my chin and slowly turned my face to meet his eyes.    
   
Please tell me I packed those extended condoms, I racked my brain in a matter of minutes, dammit.    
   
He must have sensed my hesitancy.    
   
“Tell me sexy, I do not make you nervous, we have all night to get better acquainted.”    
“I have a stocked bar in my hotel room.”    
   
I was flirting with danger, but to spend a night of consensual passion in a man’s arm who looked the splitting image of Nick Lashey was on this French Creole woman’s nightly agenda.    
 
 
“This is nice.”    
   
He lifted my diamond Ankh and leaned his head down to closely inspect it. His hair was glossed, slicked back, and tapered to a V shape faded cut. He slowly replaced my piece of jewelry against my bare chest. The back of his hand took the extra time to caress over my sun kissed skin.    
   
“Very nice.” His eyes never wavered from mine. “The necklace too.”    
   
I blushed those pearly white enamels.    
The man lifted his drink and took a healthy swig. He looked down at my drink.    
   
“I also have a stocked bar in my hotel suite.”    
“Suite.”    
“Yes, downtown.”    
“Lead the way handsome.”    
   
Hyatt House New Orleans/Downtown    
New Orleans, Louisiana    
One Hour Later  
 
   
We walked into the hotel lobby of the Hyatt House.    
“Can you excuse me,”    
“Sure.”    
   
He strolled away from me, confident in his stride. Thank goodness he had the taxicab driver to pull over at one of those convenient food markets. I felt my purse for the box of assurance if this night progresses as I’m hoping.    
   
I pivoted my head. Marco, that’s his name, was conversing with another handsome looking gentleman.  
    
New Orleans from what I could remember was not this stocked with men who looked like models when I blazed through here years ago.    
   
Marco walked toward me.    
Damn, the man looked good, I’m sure to get my pussy caressed throughout the night; I’m halfway there, no panties or thong are gracing this Brazilian waxed pussy.    
   
“You are a very gorgeous woman, are you American.”    
“No, I was born in Santo Domingo, reared by my Grand-mère in France, and spent my adolescent years in Haiti with my grann until I went to college in America.”    
   


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You have the honey Cat Mignon...and it will trickle down my throat when I coax it from your pink pearl... Enjoy your evening Poetess...

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Aye Caramba!! Smoking’ in here!

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Gyco said:Aye Caramba!! Smoking’ in here!

Mm.. enjoy your evening my poet... and goodnight

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Three Legged Dog

Thick like a tree trunk
An elephant would blush
She likes alot of junk
It really makes her gush

She says I’m a big old dog
My pajamas really stretch
‘Cause I’m as wide as a log
And she really likes to wretch

She loves it doggie style
As she takes me for a walk
Smile wide as a country mile
When servicing my fat cock

She just can’t get enough
of my big cunt reamer
lust leaks out of her muff
girl is such a  screamer

Locked and loaded is this root
But she knows what to do
Mouth Wide open when I shoot
An enormous amount of goo

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