Way back when yours truly sought selfish succor courtesy extramarital liaisons (quite aghast and repentant at that mindset now), I dappled writing erotica an example of which follows, which aery mission constitutes insinuating erogenous pleasure within the mind ova female reader in general, and one lovely gal who experiences admiration reading missives of mine.
Carpe diem penis
Intent here = finagling, landing and rounding
into hot blooded, miniature, and two lipped port of Venus
mindfully, poetically, telepathically, and yearningly.
As pendulum swings within
infinite pit from the Alcatraz tower,
premature ejaculation occurs
man handled hand pumped power
I Noah goot an available pick cha right now
at this late er rather early sixth ninth hour
boot mebbe je ne sais quois
essence about me
can rise (from the following words)
like bread baked with yeast and flour
courtesy gently beseeching shy
Norwegian bachelor doth cower.
Time elapsed with silent tick tock
the following erotic fantasy
as tongue wagging whet dream
that found me little tower shock
absorbed within pubic hair
hard as the Prudential rock,
whereby no white cap
fast moving edifying stream
entering the port of clitoris
near twin labial lock
hoop fully provides a place
underneath prim and proper frock
of fictitious adulteress
named Hester Prynne
for my wienerschnitzel
to dock of flavor able toward
an average democratic cock.
Yours truly disinclined
to upset the status quo
anyway...for starters hello kitty,
and this hopefully
the start of a friendship
whereby seeds of life yield
White Lily Or relationship
that will blossom and grow
more valuable than
any amount of $ -- dough.
This pent up urge to fondle
one or both wonderful womanly teat
found a quixotic whim to meet
thru classifieds which offers
a common way to meet
imagining the outcome
of such of said delectable feat
but fearing the odds
twould be stacked way to high to beat.
Now let each of us
give reasonable rhyme to yell
billy me best not to stay idle
for exciting poetic talent doth well
up slumbering libidinal longings
this humble not so long fellow could tell
and just maybe coax ye
to bear thine chest for e'en just a spell
forsooth these to behold
an apt comparison to a flesh
born physiognomy portrayal
of mountains tipped with nipples
and that balm in the cleavage
of a wondrous pilsner
pheromone seasoned dell.
The erogenous clitoris awash
with for his -- mine --
oral meal to baste
the special elixirs -
ooh how this tongue
twould crave to nibble
upon the aureole and suckle
to drawn out milky paste
we can fondle, kiss and taste,
thence descending to the area
just a tad lower than thy waste.
I will try by hook or crook
to weasel my erectile prick
would strive to hook and exhaust itself
after getting a close up look
at each and every pubic covered cranny,
and moist warm and tasty nook
tasting the sweet nectar
my mouth already salivates
as my very late paternal grandfather
would markedly comment yum zuck.
This sexually celibate penile forced male
fancies feeling bodily heat
from you and maybe hold
his little flaccid
itty bitty teensy weensy cock
in one or t'other hand
(considered in my mind
somewhat insubstantial
in width, length, girth and breadth
and NOT so grand
at least compared and contrasted
with wish for larger male gonadal gland
yet nonetheless disease free, healthy,
copacetic, holistic, magnetic,
narcissistic, organic and caucasian
Trader Joe's whole foods brand)
which little circumsized penis
recently christened believe me
Uncle Seamus horny weiner,
whence gently caressed,
would magically transform
from a limp biscuit and begin
to expand with veins bulging
and popping and ready
to ready to spew forth
sought after seminal sticky contraband
thrust inside one or
t'other choice orifices cum will land.
Within carnal venal zone
thine trouser snake can speak
history spoken in soft whispery tone
across smartass telephone
hoping to hear ye pleasantly moan
orgasmic pangs of arousal
generating synchronized glottal groan
courtesy hardened bone.
No matter your religion, race or creed
gut wrenching flattery I promise to exceed,
I take a minor risk yes indeed
to communicate at greased lightning speed,
who -- contrary to any rumors --
does not smoke liquor nor drink weed.
- Author: rew4er2nail ( Offline)
- Published: May 12th, 2024 10:47
- Category: Erotic
- Views: 6
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