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While an unsuspecting father's at the office making money, his eighteen year old son will spend his day in mother's cu nny.
We're at the breakfast table, father eats and takes his calls, he doesn't know his mother's toes are kneeding at his balls.
Then he reads the paper to get stockmarket tips, while mother stares into his eyes, tongue rolls across her lips.
Mom walks him out, dad's off to work, I hear her pull the latch, it won't be long before he'll sink his balls deep in her hairy snatch.
Boobs rock beneath her robe, each bigger than his head, she whispers in my waiting ear "let's go up to bed."
She takes his hand, he follow up the stairs and to her bed, she makes him take the very spot where father rests his head.
Her robe comes off, pounds of tit-flesh roll across her chest, large glistening lips and a chubby clit mark the entrance to her nest.
In the sixty-nine, mom takes her spot, her pu ssy in his nose, her pungent smell and drooling lips, like the blossom of a rose.

While his father gone from 9 to 5, busy selling stock, his mother's lips glide up and down upon his meaty co ck.
Her tongue flails round his knob and underneath his crown, and fu cks it with her gullet, bobbing up and down.
Soon she rolls upon her back and opens up her legs, its time for his potent teenaged spunk to mingle with her eggs.
For hours his mom an he will fu ck and sweat and scream, bathing in a slippery pool of c ock and pu ssy cream.
While the unsuspecting father drives home upon our road, mom and him bounce and hump and blow their final load.
And after a day of fucking and sucking and cu mming like a whore, his gorgeous horny mother will greet her husband at the door.....
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she sits by the fireplace
cozy warm
quiet and content
immersed in a book
away from it all

i gaze at her body
still sexy
still attractive
still beckoning
after 20 years

the house is quiet
save for a chirping bird
it's snowing outside
the wine warms
what the logs can't

red panties peek
from beneath her tee shirt
exciting my loins
as my smile emerges
cause it's Saturday Night

it has become a tradition
on this weekend night
my craving to be satisfied
a special time and soon
i turn down the light

she's always loved it
not always, but especially
when the mood strikes
when the need arises
and on Saturday Night

she looks up and smiles
she sees me squirming
she knows
"It's time," she laughs
setting down the book

she crawls across the rug
slowly, I know
stopping at my feet
she looks into my eyes
i am in for a treat

she reaches up
and upzips my pants
smiling up at me
reaching inside
teasing all the while

my c ock springs into view
in front of her face
hardening by the second
extending to full length
as my pants are dropped

she licks her lips
smiles once more
slips my c ock toward wetness
toward her face
and licks all over the tip

her moist mouth
excites
tantalizes
demands

for 20 years
give or take a week
she's performed
her mouth magic
her gentle loving

she does it with style
and sometimes with grace
sometimes real dirty
rubbing it on her face

she has perfected the art
of giving great head
of sucking a c ock
of satisfying her man
without being led

she sucks on the tip
then down the shaft
nibbling the underside
bobbing her head
lovingly fore and aft

the pressure increases
my c ock and her mouth
interact as one
bound together as she
sloppily sucks

I can't imagine
saturday night
without her mouth
without her enthusiasm
without her blowjobs

some men complain
that their wife neglects
their wanting cocks
they have to beg
they bargain

on the other hand I
am the lucky one
my loving woman
my sweet baby
enjoys giving head

that's not to brag
it's not to gloat
it's not to embarass
i merely am thinking
how lucky i am

my body starts to rock
gently in and out
of her loving mouth
nerves tingling
waiting, anticipating

she knows she has me
under total control
under her thumb
my c ock in her mouth
mushrooming, throbbing

she removes her head
and looks into my eyes
a look of love
she licks the pre-c um
she smiles, sighs

she knows it's time
to complete the act
to polish my knob
to suck my dick
to eat my c ock

I explode in her mouth
and on her face
on the tee shirt
everywhere
anywhere

exhaused I lean back
she still on her knees
sucking my shrinking dick
cleaning my cock, swallowing
a smile creeping onto her face

it's Saturday Night
the best night of the week
I'm so lucky
my honey the super-sucker
she performs and makes me weak
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How marvelous it is to lay between her legs
Spread, knees bent, feet flat on the floor
Watching the shimmering firelight
Reflected in her glistening lips

A lazy lovely evening so far
Having talked with wine and cheese
And kissed and fondled
Cuddled in front of the fire

Having kissed, caressed
Felt her hot breath
Being directed on my cheek and neck
As our lips melted and kneaded

As my hands cupped the outline of her breasts
Felt through silky fabric
Feeling the nipple points come erect
And resist the pincers of my thumb and finger tips

As our mouths opened wide
And we breathed as one
Air going in her nose
And coming out mine

As our bodies tensed and quivered
Thighs melted together
Soft tummies flattened
And pubic bones pressed hard

As we sensually played with
Buttons, snaps, and zippers
And peeled our clothes
As if stripping luscious bananas

Still kissing, sinking to the floor
Bodies stretching long
Naked skin caressing
Shocking as our hearts wince in anticipation

My feet caressing her arches
Sliding up and down shins and calves
Knee sliding, parting thighs
Until my hairy legs feel her springy curls


My knee bending
Pushing my thigh higher
Parting lips
Feeling luscious wetness

Then moving my thigh back and forth
Feeling the wetness begin to bath me
Washing with sweet wetness
Listening to the silky slide

My heart beating, k-thump,k-thump
Pushing blood into my growing shaft
k-thump,k-thump
rising, falling, rising, falling

My hands caress her soft breast flesh
Gently vising nipples twixt my closing fingers
Her fingers touch my shining helmet
Touch my slit that oozes diamond drop

And tenderly smooth the crystal liquid
O’er my skin stretched
Burning, throbbing
Purple head

Kisses still engaged
Lips so soft to almost not be felt
Tongues entwining licking flicking tasting
Saliva sagging down our cheeks and chins

And now I lay between her legs
And watch the licking fire light sparkle
Showing pink and supple glistening lips
As hooded node moves in and out with heart beat throbbing

I lay just looking, looking
Looking at her woman’s nest
Thinking of the coming parting
Thinking of my tongue on fairy tip

Knowing that when my tongue and her tip touch
A warmth will wash and fill our bodies
As my tongue encircles swelling engorged pinkness
And rocks her body with electric shocks

Tonight I know will be of sensual pleasure
And know that we will not beware of clocks
But only of our hearts and souls enflamed
At the meeting of my throbbing probe inside her spongy nest
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She wants to be fucked hard against a wall
That's outside and exposed to elements,
And, with each thrust, she'll find her recompense:
For, when he's pushed in firmly, she's in thrall,
Finding the bricks will pattern her backside,
Unless they're shielded by this stranger's hands,
Or she is turned, obeying his commands,
To engulf his long, fat cock, as he decides
To take her from behind; so she is pressed,
Her tits squashed up against the chill cement,
His prick's embedded, so she feels his balls;
Her skirt's rucked up and blouse opened: undressed
And taken roughly - would she were so content(!);
But she's too shy for hard fucks and cold walls...
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A coc k and a c unt
going in, pulling out
gasping, sweating,
crying for mercy.

What dreams are made of,
what wars are fought for,
what these poems are about,
why porn flicks are rented.
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mood is wet

mind is soft

patching walls

of sullied thoughts

through plaster

moon gazes

into reflection

of glassy eyes
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Neither a Spanker , nor a Spankee be ---
Erotica swings both sides !
Dost Thou see ???
Conquer Thy Fetish or Fantas-eee-
Still Thy Mind,Cock or Pussee!
What goes up will fall down , see ?
Master-Dom today is Slave-Sub
tomorrow !
One day's joy is next day's sorrow !
Mistress tonite is a Slutress
on the morrow !
Exhilaration is followed by Deja Vu--
Beg, Steal or Borrow !
Count Leopold von Masoch or Marquis De Sade
Daylight's Sunshine or Dark Nightshade
Opposites Attract ,Zoom ,...Metamorphosize !
Even stupid slaves of Fetish
can Become the Buddha wise ..........
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Thoughts of seduction fill my mind
A mental exploration of our desire,
coming alive!

Remembering...

The warmth of your body
The touch of your kiss

So tenderly...

The sound of our sighs mix...
Such bliss

It's that look in your eyes,
Which stirs emotions so deep inside

Intensity, never before realized
Dreaming of the chance to be next to you...

Once again making these fantasies come true!
Then unbridled passions shall rage anew...

As only we can do.

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Princess Hey wrote:
Lie,Cheat,Steal or drink but...if you must lie ,lie in the arms of the one you love.If you must steal,steal away from bad company.If you must cheat then cheat death.If you must drink,drink in the moment that takes your breath away...
Very nice.

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DeVINE KNIGHT wrote:
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I INAUGURATED SITE WAY BACK....SO I DO HAVE MORE CLAIM TO IT THAN MOST.....ESPECIALLY YOU, who is rappidly becoming a "Real Pain IN THE ASS" ........this site is for just what it was intended by ME....."Just Sex and Poetry"
NOT SOME excessive or maudlin sentimentality, or some syripy quotations about the silly unrequited love, you keep posting here That is love, that is not openly reciprocated, or understood as any form of VERSE.
THERE ARE OTHER"QUOTATION" WEB SITES FOR YOUR TYPE OF SCHMALTZY CRAP......YES YOU ARE BOTHERING ME !!
Post some poetry.....make a contribution....or please go away......
ADRIAN..WHO THE FREAK....DO YOU THINK YOU ARe? YOU CANNOT tell another poster to go away?? We are all readers, idf we chose NOT to come to mOffbeat and read posts..How loooong do you think TOPIX would stay in business? RUDE AND CRUDE BEHAVIOR..really thought more of you..really!! YOU owe Princess Hey an apology, fer sure. Topix Mods am sure are watching you..bet on it, Poet!! Play well on the playground kiddies..Later ROCKERS!!!

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FANCY CARR wrote:
Who isn't he ????
Chick..ya think MY post to Adrian WAS any of your business to Reply to?? Where is that poet.?? Doesn't surprise me..he hasn't responded yet.. Probably TROLLING Tiger Lilly.. see she is bacccck..BUTT OUT..Chick??

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Oh how cute ..... Sweetie Pie DUDE is obsessing yet again .

Rotflmao ..... Hey Oz you done lost your marbles !

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FANCY CARR wrote:
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Oh, and one more thing...
" People seem to be getting dumber and dumber. I mean we have all this amazing technology and yet computers have turned into basically four figure wank machines. The Internet was supposed to set us free, democratize us, but all its really given us is Howard Deans aborted candidacy and 24-hour a day access to kiddie porn, you know. And people dont write anymore, they blog; instead of talking..."
Amen..
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Speak for yourself.
Hallmark Cards would have gone out if business..if THAT were true. As well ad Stationary Stores Online...We are TALKING.. we are typing..sharing our opinions and Adrian and other poets reciting their poems OUTLOUD at the same time they post them...on a blank quote box. Folks still talk, YOU JUST AIN'T LISTENING..
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Colorado Chick wrote:
<quoted text> Speak for yourself.
Hallmark Cards would have gone out if business..if THAT were true. As well ad Stationary Stores Online...We are TALKING.. we are typing..sharing our opinions and Adrian and other poets reciting their poems OUTLOUD at the same time they post them...on a blank quote box. Folks still talk, YOU JUST AIN'T LISTENING..
YOU JUST AIN'T LISTENING.."

Correct.

CC..So

..so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue sky's from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
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I have felt the years
add onto me.

I have felt the pain
and agony.

I have been stripped of my heart,
mind, and soul.

I was foolish enough to let
you take control.
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A single tear
traces its way
from my eye;
a memory from another day.

The wet course
of the liquid gem
glistens like dew
on a red rose's barbed stem.

The memory stirred
of a time before
I was alone
when in my face slammed the door.

The tear's journey
mirrors reflection
of the sadness
I spend in complete dejection.

Why she left
I'll not know:
but for her
the tears of memory will always flow.
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The mind acknowledges
and differentiates
Yet you don't believe...
That's okay because
neither do I.:

"The principles of lust
are easy to understand,
Do what you feel,
feel until the end.

The priciples of lust
are burned in your mind
Do what you want,
do it until you find...
...Love..."

What enigma
pumps through my veins
Somewhat vague and hazy,
Yet clearly defined?(!)...

Pliable lock, flattened tire
(Metal is hidden, but undeniably there)
Company of strangers,...
and friend upon his journey

Where may I search out
for my...words...
to what plane have they
fled...and why for?

Alienated, though from what dammit!?
No others seem aware
of space and time and journey (anyways).
And role within

what...harbors and sails...
Whilst the rabbit goes 'round.
Oh the barrenness, the wastage
of fruits' seeds blowing with the winds of time...

to be recycled upon whose shores?...
Thy neverending pattern of all
our years...of joy and tumult
continues.....and I absorb.
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Frosty night
Chilly wind
Frozen monkey
in the bin.....

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Every minute I fight away more confusion.
We laughed and we cried.
We lived and we died.
But my emotions are dead.
All the angry words that have been said.
I never expected you to be so two-sided.
In you I've always confided.
I trusted you with my ever so delicate heart.
Now I know it wasn't so smart.
You lied, you cheated, you tore my heart out.
I can't measure the pain
there's no certain amount.
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Gently sway me with the swishing of the wind
as it laps like butter through the window. Feel

me with the feather of your hand, and we shall make
such wonderful promises of touches yet to come.

A shirt dashed forgotten on the chair; pants on
the floor tossed with force in careless heap. My

underwear a blob of white on the bed. Softly hold
me as if your holding was salvation for my soul.

The smell of lilacs wafting in the air, like shifting
shadows from the bush by the stairs. Outside

the day is demanding attention, busy patterns
of tension striding like enemies in a war. Inside

there is only we two, lying like naked children
playing naughty games with one another. Paint

me with the colour of your yearning heart which
pumps the blood of desire. I am as open as an

overturned bottle on the counter, my contents
spilled like jam across the toast. We have not

any idea what hour it is, for we have lost all
track of that which counts the time. I sigh with

the shivering of lust-filled hope on this brittle
summer's day. Let us be the swaying of the trees

on the jagged rocks of flesh. So marvellous are
the clean crisp sheets that we have made into

our island retreat. We join, in age-old fashion, one
to another in caressing embrace.

Gently sway me with the swishing of the wind
as it laps like butter through the window.

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