Les neuf portes de ton corps Guillaume Apollinaire, 1915 Ce poème est pour toi seule Madeleine Il est un des premiers poèmes de notre désir Il est notre premier poème secret ô toi que j`aime Le jour est doux et la guerre est si douce. S`il fallait en mourir !! Tu l`ignores, ma vierge ? à ton corps sont neuf portes J`en connais sept et deux me sont celées J`en ai pris quatre, j`y suis entré n`espère plus que j`en sorte Car je suis entré en toi par tes yeux étoilés Et par tes oreilles avec les Paroles que je commande et qui sont mon escorte. Oeil droit de m További tudnivalók
Alain Gets a Great Welcome to the Club
Alain Gets a Great Welcome to the Club Erotic stort translated from the French by ccandau Alain is a handsome rugby player, 29 years old, 2 metres tall, dark-haired with a muscular 105kg body and a beautiful 9-inch cock. Following a serious injury, he had been out of rugby for 2 years, but never gave up on a return. After so long out of the top level, he decided to relaunch his career at a club of lesser fame in the centre of France, and he must meet the president to sign his contract. When he arrives at the club he is greeted by the secretary, a superb woman who introduces h További tudnivalók
Begin. (posted for prime-Frank)
Begin by Brendan Kennelly Begin again to the summoning birds to the sight of the light at the window, begin to the roar of morning traffic all along Pembroke Road. Every beginning is a promise born in light and dying in dark determination and exaltation of springtime flowering the way to work. Begin to the pageant of queuing girls the arrogant loneliness of swans in the canal bridges linking the past and future old friends passing though with us still. Begin to the loneliness that cannot end since it perhaps is what makes us begin, begin to wonder at unknown faces at crying További tudnivalók
My Mouth Hovers Across Your Breasts
My Mouth Hovers Across Your Breasts by Adrienne Rich My mouth hovers across your breasts in the short grey winter afternoon in this bed we are delicate and touch so hot with joy we amaze ourselves tough and delicate we play rings around each other our daytime candle burns with its peculiar light and if the snow begins to fall outside filling the branches and if the night falls without announcement there are the pleasures of winter sudden, wild and delicate your fingers exact my tongue exact at the same moment stopping to laugh at a joke my love hot on your scent on the További tudnivalók
The Flying Unicorn
The Flying Unicorn Love has a thousand postures; the simplest and the least tiring is to lie halfway over on your right side. —Ovid, The Art of Love Emmanuelle boarded the plane in London that was to take her to Bangkok. At first the rich smell of leather, like that preserved in British cars after years of use, the otherworldly lighting, and the thickness and silence of the carpets were all she could grasp of the environment she was entering for the first time. She did not understand what was being said to her by the smiling man who was guiding her, but she was not upset. Although her he További tudnivalók
Confession of a Poly Lesbian, age 21
This is a transcript of a Facetime message receved by an 18 yr old high school student, from his older sister. Hi Scott, I’ve been waiting all week to tell you this story. It’s been a while since I got to just speak to you on Facetime, and I’ve been saving this up for a chance to tell you, as I know you love to hear about your sister's erotic adventures. Recently my partner and I have been exploring having more threesomes. And it’s a big fantasy of mine. When I masturbate, I often think about my partner with someone else, that’s the easiest way for me to cum. If I’m in bed with them and for További tudnivalók
In the sauna (story)
(with thanks to nudemum for posting this story in French, this is my adapted version in English).l My wife Chantal and I go regularly to a libertine sauna. By some indiscretion, my mother found out we were going, and insisted on accompanying us. She has been a widow for thirty years, she has had friends, lovers, the body must rejoice. We agreed to bring her along, so here we are all three at the counter paying the €17 entrance fee, we are given a large towel, and a cupboard key, which you put around your neck. The locker room is mixed. To see men and women mixed there, it surprised my mo További tudnivalók
At your service Ms Vekic
My Donna Vekic Fantasy I am Ms Vekic's personal assistant. She is playing a tournament in Dubai. She is having a day off before the start of the tournament. We are at a busy pool in a five star hotel, my job is to make her happy, deliver all reasonable service requests. The pool area is textile in that you must wear bikini or trunks walking around and at the bar. But when you're in your personal spot, you can be naked, even have sex if you choose. Vibrator are not allowed because the noise they make can disturb other guests, but dildos and butt plugs are permitted. I am sitting at a ta További tudnivalók
Priceless (Erotic Poem)
PRICELESS by Nomxolisi Ndlangana They say that I don’t like sex, don’t want sex You see that makes no sense . You see my vagina is the prize that has a seventy-year-old man in Africa spending his days filtering through sand sticks and stones for. It is that rock of diamond that has men crashing craniums for, killing for. It is the pot of gold Troy went down for, the gem that stems from genesis and The canal that births life, sin, and death, yes. So, if I dish it out like a dollar candy, How much value can I really attach now Randy? I know it’s worth every bit of your További tudnivalók
SINCE THEN (Erotic poem)
SINCE THEN by Nomxolisi Ndlangana Now myself and I, I’m no kiss and tell kind of gal, But for the exception of mankind I cannot decline the crowd’s invitation To satisfy an already inclination To bust this door wide open And yes ladies and gentlemen, Absolutely pun intended. My story is made for virgins still satisfied by their own hand; For men leading with mediocrity In such a complex situation such as a sexual relation For women misled by broken relationships And stupid k**s getting hard Hoping for an orgasmic punch, Not realising that Slaying a pussy perfect További tudnivalók
Soul Vagina (Erotic Poem)
Soul Vagina The soul of my vagina begs moistly for your attention Feed it, to its satisfaction, your wholeness while I float to fantasy. Tap against the walls and delight at their crumbling Sink into the murky pool of my soul vagina. And let your firmness be baptized, Get lost in the deep of my eyes and let words take the form of our actions While the soul of my vagina goes through a reawakening; the soul of my vagina goes through a reawakening, by Nomxolisi Ndlangana További tudnivalók
Warming her Pearls - Lesbian Erotic Poem
Warming Her Pearls by Carol Ann Duffy Next to my own skin, her pearls. My mistress bids me wear them, warm them, until evening when I’ll brush her hair. At six, I place them round her cool, white throat. All day I think of her, resting in the Yellow Room, contemplating silk or taffeta, which gown tonight? She fans herself whilst I work willingly, my slow heat entering each pearl. Slack on my neck, her rope. She’s beautiful. I dream about her in my attic bed; picture her dancing with tall men, puzzled by my faint, persistent scent beneath her French perfume, her mi További tudnivalók
The Wait - Erotic Poem
THE WAIT by Jade A. Waters He cups the side of my face Thumb rubbing gently, mindlessly Across the surface of ruddy skin That waits for more—waits for him. “Spread your legs,” he says, and I do, The rush of air kissing my thighs Grazing the naked heat of my cunt. “Just like that,” he says, His fingertips traveling down Faintly tracing the slope of my neck The curve of my breast, And teasing my nipple In quick, playful tugs. “Touch me, please.” My words are a growl Coming out so deep, so hungrily I’m sure they emanate from where I ache Where I need him more than anything, But s További tudnivalók
Monday - Erotic Poem
MONDAY by Jade A. Waters It’s Monday So I know you know What that statement means: The blare of alarm The blinding sun Oh fuck me Time for work. But what you don’t know As I’m stretching out Trying to wake myself up In a jumble of sheets I Somehow wrapped around my limbs, Is what happens next On this particular Monday Which is rather spectacular. You see That alarm makes its shrieking sound And I slap it with a grunt, But then Maxwell slithers up behind me. He buries his lips In the crook of my neck And despite the tangle of the sheets, He’s found his way in Hard cock against my ass As his További tudnivalók
Greedy greedy girl - Erotic Poem
GREEDY, GREEDY GIRL by Jade A. Waters I'd tell you we've never done this before But it would be a lie. In fact we've done it so many times, I'm surprised it can shock me— That the way Max circles me while Steven locks me in place Can still send ripples up my spine, Electricity straight to my cunt. But that's how they like it— How they like me: Cuffed to this chair, legs spread Well before Steven drops to his knees and Thumbs my pussy lips apart like I'm his But I'm not. "Make her wet," Max says, As if I'm not already, As if the weight of his stare alone Doesn't make my heart thump in my ch További tudnivalók
Mine - erotic poem
MINE by Jade A. Waters He comes to me Naked, Hands outstretched Offering wrists I’ve bound so many times, Kissed so often In this beautiful world we share. “I am yours,” he says, Kneeling and quiet, Waiting So I circle him, appraising The strong width of his shoulders The sheen of his skin And the way his stomach Flexes When I move close, But more than that, The lift of his cock Once I spread my feet Just outside his thighs. “Tonight I will fuck you,” I say, “My way, until I come.” He nods, Stretches hands out farther Between my knees, Lifts his eyes To my naked cunt, And I can tell By the További tudnivalók
Fidelity (erotic poem)
Fidelity Does it bother the apple that these teeth now cutting through its pale green flesh were, not so long ago, pressed into my earlobe with just enough force to bring the blood to the skin but no further? Does the apple mind that the lips on which its juice is smeared still faintly taste of my cum? Would the apple be concerned if I said it was not an apple, but a quince, a plum, an apricot, or a fiction; if the mouth now grinding it were not a mouth but a space I’ve shaped to hold the desire I’ve nowhere else to put but here, right here? Pádraig Reagan További tudnivalók
Celine H in her words 1
A French friend asked me if I would make a transcript of a beaufiul masturbation video on Ifeelmysef, Here it is. Celine H Hi I’m going to tell you a fantasy I have I have like, an ex , but it didn’t end so good because he’s very jealous. He thinks I flirt with others, but I really miss our sex because it was so good. He was so good. When I’m cumming, he licks my ass, and it’s the best way to cum for me. Oh, it’s SO good. 0:48 So my fantasy is that, I’m going to go to a party Yeah and he’s going to be there but he don’t know that I’m coming because if he would know he wouldn’t come beca További tudnivalók
Claudia Lennear
Lady Grinning Soul She'll come, she'll go She'll lay belief on you Skin sweet with musky odor The lady from another grinning soul Cologne she'll wear Silver and Americard She'll drive a beetle car And beat you down at cool Canasta And when the clothes are strewn Don't be afraid of the room Touch the fullness of her breast Feel the love of her caress She will be your living end She'll come, she'll go She'll lay belief on you But she won't stake her life on you How can life become her point of view And when the clothes are strewn Don't be afraid of the room Touch the fullness of her breast F További tudnivalók
Terminus, Erotic poem by Edith Wharton
Terminus Wonderful were the long secret nights you gave me, my Lover, Palm to palm breast to breast in the gloom. The faint red lamp, Flushing with magical shadows the common-place room of the inn With its dull impersonal furniture, kindled a mystic flame In the heart of the swinging mirror, the glass that has seen Faces innumerous & vague of the endless travelling automata, Whirled down the ways of the world like dust-eddies swept through a street, Faces indifferent or weary, frowns of impatience or pain, Smiles (if such there were ever) like your smile ad mine when they met Here, in th További tudnivalók