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  1. There is a lovely Haiku thread here but I wanted to open up our poetry to more than set stanza Haiku. I hope you all will share your poetry here. Two requests however. Share your own work., (or noteworthy poetry with credit given to the author,) And DO NOT bash any others poetry or ideas. Be upbeat and supportive here. Its a free form poetry place too. No rules of form other than your own creativity and feelings. I hope to see people here posting. We have amazing talent in this place.!!
  2. A Carnal Sun kiss by VaughanRarius. She’s bathed in sunlight Her Beauty quite astounding Magnificent there Straddled above me, She grinds… teases me while my Body impales hers. She fucks cowgirl style Slow, sensuous and sinful Beautiful in lust Behold the vision Audacious. Sublime and yet, My bold Dirty Girl. Her Breasts bounce in time With the hot steady rhythm. Her face a picture. With fly-a-way hair Her shoulders sexy and sleek, Her flat belly flickers In sync with her breath She moans as my cock delves deep In to her sweetness Tight on my hard shaft She moves harmoniously In her special dance The sun shines down on Her delightful nudity Sun-kissed and pretty Her skin glows golden. Up and down, up and… I Grrrrowl Overwhelmed in lust I grit my teeth and She smiles knowingly, teasing My need to control My hips thrust up and assist to enter deep. My hands grip her hips And my little minx Fucks deeper and harder now Testing my resolve My beast awakens No more, the passive fuck toy She is mine to claim With one strong movement And squeal, she finds her alpha Male is now on top! To her joy and want I claim my woman complete Thrusting in my lust Her sweet cunt now mine. Wet and tight, taken and MINE Both bathed in the sun The breeze caresses Our bodies - joined and rocking Panting and moaning Our eyes lock – light brown Doe eyes meet with the Dragons. Clashing and conquered Fucking, breathing hard Selfish and Greedy in need Wanting our climax Carnal and obscene Grunting and passionately Vocal, we are one, Then she screams and… I Roar… our names in unison Our Orgasms there In the shimmering And sweaty Heat of the sun We lie in the glow Basking and Happy Sun kissed, relaxed and knackered. Our moment of bliss. Published on Literotica. If you have time, a 5 star rating would be appreciated. A Carnal Sun kiss can be found here - https://www.literoti...carnal-sun-kiss
  3. Disclaimer: The following is not meant to offend anyone in any way, is not reference to any person, real or fictional, and is purely intended as artful literature to be shared and commented upon. With special consideration for certain lab mice The solemn ticking of a worn grandfather clock, standing majestically in the great hall, echoes across the icy ground. His pendulum, though accurate and resolute, rang as if silent only a few nights ago, under the horde of fireworks ushering in the new year. Every month, when the maid comes by, a layer of dust gets swept from his top, and his glass is cleaned both inside and out. She steps back for a moment afterwards, to admire his old yet graceful presence, and for the rest of that day at least, he feels proud. At the opposite end of the hall stand four pedestals, each with a representation of the elements, cradled in their stone bowls. The fire must be tended every day, to keep its flame alight and healthy. The water gets refreshed once per week, during which time the children are taught about its importance in life. A vibrant array of wild flowers symbolize earth, and are changed out with the seasons, to be planted back into the school garden. The final receptacle is left bare, save for a few marks and scratches, where students have placed all manner of objects, leaving its light grey surface unceremoniously scratched, though not badly. Evening falls once more, as the grandfather clock takes in a deep breath of cold winter air, his oaken body creaking and groaning as he winds up in preparation to "bong" at midnight. His chime resounds the sagacious sentiment that professor Mei pinned to the cork board for Monday's class: As you walk intrepidly into the new year, have the courage to stand by your convictions. Be sincere in each promise you make, whether spoken or otherwise implied. Seek to understand why some of you, like the many beautiful and varied animals and plants of our world, may be loved more easily than others. Learn to appreciate that diversity. Do not take friendship lightly, but give what kindness you can to those who might be less fortunate than yourself. A la. The Tale of Bunny, I'd be interested to hear people's reaction to this. Please leave your thoughts below or send me a PM. Thank you for reading, and happy new year!
  4. Camden

    Open Mic Night

    Although the date has been set it depends on the response. I would like to do this open mic style. That means if you are a writer, singer, or someone who just likes to recite raps or poems then record it and send it to be added to a track list. Now, I know some are not comfortable with others hearing their voice. So in that case you can submit a recording of someone reciting a favorite poem, singing a favorite song, or use some auto tune voice changer. Based on interest, I will put together a fun playlist with introductions of each person coming to the stage. The first part of the night will be open mic. The second part Karaoke where you sing along to your favorite song alone or with friends. The third part will be chill music.
  5. Disclaimer: The following is not meant to offend anyone in any way, is not reference to any person, real or fictional, and is purely intended as artful literature to be shared and commented upon. However, if you are offended by anything contained herein... at least it made an impression Bunny curls up protectively around the Easter egg to get some sleep... But the Easter egg does not really exist... The Easter egg is really a cushion... Bunny doesn't want a cushion, Bunny wants a real egg! Bunny throws the cushion onto the ground... The cushion-egg breaks and smashes on the floor in Bunny's mind... Bunny is sad... Bunny cries... Bunny runs away into a field... Bunny gets shot by the farmer... ~ BANG! Bunny is bleeding... Now Bunny is dead... Bunny has a black-tie funeral, but nobody comes... Don't cry more tears for bunny... Bunny's gone to a better place... Bye bye, Bunny... Sniffles... I'd be interested to hear people's reaction to this. Please leave your thoughts below or send me a PM. Thank you for reading Note: Edited for better readability. I'd been awake 36 hours when this spilled out of my brain.
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