Submissions by Dogz (Puppy Dogz)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2012 9:55am
22nd Mar 2012 9:55am
Dear John
Wrong category I know, But its where I like to post my poems
I know you think it’s over,
Thank you for the Dear John
She caught you out
You left a trail
The hotel bill
The opened mail
The ring from the jewelers
The Amex receipt
Tangible evidence
To confirm your deceit
You think you love her
And this you may do
But I know what you want
What makes you, you
I know what you need
What gives you life
And I know this for sure
It’s not your wife
You will starve without me
Without my submission
Without...
I know you think it’s over,
Thank you for the Dear John
She caught you out
You left a trail
The hotel bill
The opened mail
The ring from the jewelers
The Amex receipt
Tangible evidence
To confirm your deceit
You think you love her
And this you may do
But I know what you want
What makes you, you
I know what you need
What gives you life
And I know this for sure
It’s not your wife
You will starve without me
Without my submission
Without...
781 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Mar 2012 9:12am
11th Mar 2012 9:12am
Pleasure toy
Yes I’ll be your pleasure toy
A walking, talking, pleasure toy
I’m willing to please,
To be your tease
I’ll sit at the bar
Legs slightly ajar
You’ll listen in
From your lofty perch
As the man at the bar
admires my skirt
“Would you really object
If I took this seat?
Let me buy you a drink..
Would you like to eat?”
You look my way and I catch your eye
as I smile at the man
and speak my reply.
“my taste in food is very exotic
I only eat food that speaks of erotic
What I do with a Mars Bar
Will make you go Gaga...
A walking, talking, pleasure toy
I’m willing to please,
To be your tease
I’ll sit at the bar
Legs slightly ajar
You’ll listen in
From your lofty perch
As the man at the bar
admires my skirt
“Would you really object
If I took this seat?
Let me buy you a drink..
Would you like to eat?”
You look my way and I catch your eye
as I smile at the man
and speak my reply.
“my taste in food is very exotic
I only eat food that speaks of erotic
What I do with a Mars Bar
Will make you go Gaga...
1000 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2012 11:07am
2nd Mar 2012 11:07am
A gift in ink
His wrist resting on my clit,
his breathing, steady, intense
His eyes, focussed
His hand, firm, gripping
the needle
He talks to me in a soothing voice
I can barely hear,
all that is,
is the constant hum,
the warmth seeping through my body
I wanted this for so long
a sign
of you
of us
permenancy
every man hearafter
will see the sign
and know
my tatto
on my cunt
is for you
his breathing, steady, intense
His eyes, focussed
His hand, firm, gripping
the needle
He talks to me in a soothing voice
I can barely hear,
all that is,
is the constant hum,
the warmth seeping through my body
I wanted this for so long
a sign
of you
of us
permenancy
every man hearafter
will see the sign
and know
my tatto
on my cunt
is for you
1004 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Feb 2012 1:44am
10th Feb 2012 1:44am
Paying for it
Not for me the older man
Distinguished grey
And a Bondi tan
Not for me the pearls and lace
The painted nails
The painted face
It used to be I was satisfied
With a gold credit card
And a limp dick inside
I was seventeen then
Nubile and pretty
And played the game with the men of the city
But now that I’m older
Richer
And wise
I fuck for the fun of it
With beautiful guys
Who please me
And tease me
And tell me lies
I really don’t care, I can easily afford
A string of young men
So I don’t get too bored
With...
Distinguished grey
And a Bondi tan
Not for me the pearls and lace
The painted nails
The painted face
It used to be I was satisfied
With a gold credit card
And a limp dick inside
I was seventeen then
Nubile and pretty
And played the game with the men of the city
But now that I’m older
Richer
And wise
I fuck for the fun of it
With beautiful guys
Who please me
And tease me
And tell me lies
I really don’t care, I can easily afford
A string of young men
So I don’t get too bored
With...
682 reads
0 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Jan 2012 6:09am
28th Jan 2012 6:09am
After resurrection comes liberation
732 reads
0 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Jan 2012 5:00am
18th Jan 2012 5:00am
Resurrection
Yes, it had been 5 years
5 years in the desert
5 years of nothing
5 years as the living dead
I was so nervous
My legs were shaking
I needed a drink
Time to think
You knew how I was feeling
My head was reeling
You kissed me, hard
You put my hand on your cock.
I could feel the intensity
Through your jeans
Pulsating, throbbing, hard
As rock
My God I wanted you
So bad
But you made me wait
for my liberation
Your hot breath
Your probing tongue
Your words of frenzied lust
Your fingers...
5 years in the desert
5 years of nothing
5 years as the living dead
I was so nervous
My legs were shaking
I needed a drink
Time to think
You knew how I was feeling
My head was reeling
You kissed me, hard
You put my hand on your cock.
I could feel the intensity
Through your jeans
Pulsating, throbbing, hard
As rock
My God I wanted you
So bad
But you made me wait
for my liberation
Your hot breath
Your probing tongue
Your words of frenzied lust
Your fingers...
978 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Jan 2012 6:58am
15th Jan 2012 6:58am
I only want to be your lover
I don’t want to be first in line
I don’t want to wash your socks and jocks
And I seriously don’t want to cook for you
I don’t want you to see me when I’m
Waxing my legs
Doing my hair
Feeling like crap
I want to meet you at the airport
In black leather boots
Short skirt
No knickers
I want to see your eyes
Lusting
See your jeans
Bulging
In the taxi
You can’t keep your hands off me
You talk dirty to me
The taxi drivers watching
I part my legs in the back set
My pussys getting wetter
Your...
I don’t want to wash your socks and jocks
And I seriously don’t want to cook for you
I don’t want you to see me when I’m
Waxing my legs
Doing my hair
Feeling like crap
I want to meet you at the airport
In black leather boots
Short skirt
No knickers
I want to see your eyes
Lusting
See your jeans
Bulging
In the taxi
You can’t keep your hands off me
You talk dirty to me
The taxi drivers watching
I part my legs in the back set
My pussys getting wetter
Your...
1132 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Jan 2012 2:27am
1st Jan 2012 2:27am
Insane game
I must be insane, to play this game
that you so want me to share
I must be insane, to play this game
That puts me with a pair.
Of blokes
I’ve never met before
I played the game with cock and cum
They fucked my pussy and my bum
I licked their balls and sucked their cocks
And soaked them with my juices.
These blokes
I’ve never met before
Your fucking insane, I love this game!
But now you seem so boring
Your fucking insane, I love this game!
I love to go out whoring.
With blokes
I’ve never met before
that you so want me to share
I must be insane, to play this game
That puts me with a pair.
Of blokes
I’ve never met before
I played the game with cock and cum
They fucked my pussy and my bum
I licked their balls and sucked their cocks
And soaked them with my juices.
These blokes
I’ve never met before
Your fucking insane, I love this game!
But now you seem so boring
Your fucking insane, I love this game!
I love to go out whoring.
With blokes
I’ve never met before
895 reads
2 Comments
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