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My plane's set to leave for MD; My boy, for the world, I'll not bare I'm arriving right now, as I speak, I'm at the airport with my bag Cybersex is one thing I have done. I'm sorry, love, for causing a rift. I dreamed that I sat on your knee You borrowed my Daimler last night; You've crashed it? My God, I feel ill; Don't snivel and snuffle and cough; You're a randy insatiable minx Come here, you insatiable tease; Now take down your panties quite slow -- You're deserving one helluva smack, ...And exposing your petals of rose; Oh boy, don't they look fine! Will they both fit 'twixt my lips? That lady behind us is staring! My dear, you can now take your pick; Oh my! Don't I have the luck; Let's move away from these seats; My God! Aren't we ballsy and wild! I see a few Bettys -- most Bobs Here comes our lady friend, now. It seems cybersex has its attractions, A girl, after a tad too much wine, A sex-loving coed named Bree, It is certain to happen perforce You guys build such symbolic heat, While your pink meat has delight When morning comes round, my sweet fawn, Our regular in-and-out motion I can't get enough of your nips Your petals are hot and on fire This cycling is really a blast! For this pedaling action, you see, Now I'm moaning -- "By golly...By gum..." Hey Petal, I know you can hear! Already you've caused me much sorrow Here in this office alone, You sit on the edge of the bed. In my mouth, I feel your hard knob, I climb up to your lap now to sit, On the internet, "Cybersex Gertie," I know this is more than my norm, But you are the menu, my dear, But wait; this is dinner for one; Get up on this table and spread (bechamel sauce - a bland white sauce)
My first course is "Nipples Surprise". My second course, "Pate de Thighs," Your tenderloins quiver, my dear, Your soft silky thighs are a dream; I'm afraid I will have to deny Make sure that the wine sauce is near; Oh! This is only one serving, c'est vrai? Sometimes, I lick off the sauce; But I never fail to get hot, My new girlfriend came on CD-ROM, Doo wah wah! Now there's a grand name! Well sure! Have a flit around me. Sure sound keen! Tea for two in a tub! Doo wah wah! By Jove, you're a peach; The hot tea warms our innards real good; We're not through yet, the evening's still young; Last night as we cuddled and curled I knew you were tired (so was I)
I hope you'll be waiting for me
At the terminal there,
Without underwear,
Spread wide for the whole world to see.
--- Jon Gearhart
What I've got 'neath my fine underwear.
But sometime this week,
You might get a peek;
Get here before grey's in my hair.
--- Carol
And planning to stay for a week,
Or four if I'm welcome
To make my sweet belle come,
And ready for more than a peek.
--- Jon Gearhart
In my hand so that it won't drag.
I watching for you,
Here by terminal two,
With a waving flagpole but no flag.
--- Jon Gearhart
Great fun when it's just one on one.
But beware what you say,
As it might be a gay,
Pretending to be female for fun.
--- Funny Bone
It was that damned, delightful gearshift!
It reminds me of you --
(It's ever-hard too!)
The sight of it set me adrift.
--- Ericka
And gyrated there, heartily.
When I reached fever pitch,
I ran into the ditch,
And that's when I hit the oak tree...
--- Ericka
And you had the most terrible fright?
You drove down the hill
And did WHAT for a thrill?
And you say the damage is slight?
--- Peter Wilkins
I told you take care of that hill.
You drive me demented.
So where is it dented?
The door panel, fender, or grille?
--- Peter Wilkins
Just TELL me!....You've written it off!
What the hell were you doing?
You dreamed you were screwing
Me, giving the gear shift a boff!
--- Peter Wilkins
With your sexual libidinous kinks.
Control yourself, Petal!
Stop thinking of metal!
You need a good smacking, methinks!
--- Peter Wilkins
Lift your frock and bend over my knees!
So, I see you wear scarlet
Red panties, you harlot;
I'll teach you to crash into trees!
--- Peter Wilkins
ly exposing your buttocks to show
Me; and stop all that giggling.
(Though now you are wriggling;
You're making my hollyhock grow.)
--- Peter Wilkins
But I can take my eyes off the crack
'Twixt your buttocks, my dear.
(Can you wriggle your rear?)
Oh my God, now your arching your back...
--- Peter Wilkins
And I'm quaking from head to my toes,
For you look so inviting
And wildly exciting,
I'm losing control of my hose.
--- Peter Wilkins
Quite sensitive, pale, and all mine!
Let me lick here --
What's that in my ear?
Two nipples, one head. How divine.
--- H Welchel
(My God! I'm in love with these tips!)
With envy I ooze --
My bud too, could use
These wonderful stereo sips!
--- H Welchel
Do you think she would go for a pairing?
One mouth on each nip
Before I let her rip?
Digressing am I. How're you faring?
--- H Welchel
The left one, the right one to lick;
The other to tweak
While I kiss your cheek
And fondle and play with your wick.
--- Arden
Both tits you've decided to suck.
I will gladly share
Your rod and that pair
Of heavy and round hockey pucks.
--- Arden
On stage she will sample our treats.
So the other patrons
From perverts to matrons,
Can marvel at our athletic feats.
--- Arden
The patrons are packing the aisle!
The want to be near
When I stuff you, my dear,
On stage with my thing erectile.
--- H Welchel
Come to get auto-handjobs.
Some are in drag;
Most are here stag.
Just look at that ocean of knobs!
--- H Welchel
Lord! She is hung like a cow!
Those cannot be real!
But come on Lucille,
Lets see what the crowd will allow!
--- H Welchel
In lieu of more carnal distractions.
But the feel of real skin
Is more my kind of sin.
Cybersex gives me words but no actions.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
Was arrested for rhyming with nine.
She said, "Judge, you're so cute!
I'll just have to reboot!
But I do adore coming on-line.
--- Anon
Caught the clap from her Apple IIe.
The joystick, she found,
Had been fooling around
With a neighboring student's PC.
--- Anon
That for pleasure they'll be a new source
And a time and a place
Somewhere in cyberspace,
To have computerized intercourse.
--- Loren Fitzhugh P0102
Your flesh and blood tool can't compete.
It's sad but it's true,
Sex with you just won't do.
So continue beating your meat.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
From my Mr Diddle all night,
My tongue will explore
Your mouth and much more,
Those nipples both left and the right.
--- Anon
I'll invert directions upon
Your sweet little frame;
Then my tongue will aim
To seek out your sweet crack of dawn!
--- Anon
Of thrustful and lustful emotion,
Is causing the heat
And commotion, my sweet,
In this rocking and rollicking ocean.
--- Peter Wilkins
Or the way you're gyrating your hips,
And caressing my thighs.
Can you feel something rise
And lubriciously nudge at your lips?
--- Peter Wilkins
This is file pul
And I burn with erotic desire,
As our bodies entwine
In fulfillment divine....
Is this cultured enough? I enquire.
--- Peter Wilkins
I can gear up and down, slow and fast!
And this racing seat
Is really a treat --
But I'm not sure how long I can last.
--- Ericka
Is quite stimulating to me.
It is my conviction
That continued friction
May lead to collision with tree.
--- Ericka
As to friction, I gladly succumb.
You're way out ahead;
Your face is quite red,
As I shout "Peter! Here I come!"
--- Ericka
Now stop it! You're hurting my spear.
Will you hold it and stroke it?
Don't prod it and poke it;
You're not in my car changing gear!
--- Peter Wilkins
By crashing the cars that you borrow.
Now calm yourself down
And we'll go into town
And I'll buy you a push-bike tomorrow.
--- Peter Wilkins
Talking with you on the phone,
I'll close my eyes,
Just to fantasize,
I hope no one hears me moan.
--- Anon
I kneel down to give you some head.
My hands 'round your tush,
Remember, don't push,
Knock, knock, "Go away, I'm busy now, Fred!"
--- Anon
Growing bigger and starting to throb,
My tongue licking traces,
In all of those places,
You like, when you get a blow job.
--- Anon
To feel you inside my wet slit.
Wait, what's that I hear,
Buzzing in my ear?
The fax machine now, oh shit!
--- Anon
Seeks men; each week twenty or thirty.
This use of computers
In searching for suitors,
She tells in her book, "Dick and QWERTY."
--- Bob Giandomenico P9803
But later I'm hoping for a storm.
Generally? In France.
Specifically? Your pants!
When you see my French maid's uniform.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
And I love your maid's uniform gear.
We could have us some fun
With it partly undone;
Will you hold my asparagus spear?
--- Jim Weaver Collection
So let go, lest you fire off my gun;
For it's me who'll be eat-
ing three courses, my sweet,
And I promise I've hardly begun.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
Yourself wider. Pretend you're in bed.
And I'll start the first course
With some bechamel sauce.
No, you can't start by giving me head.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
As a starter they're just the right size.
For they're sweet and delectable,
Pert and erectable;
Licking will make them arise.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
Will ensure that my metal will rise.
But, my dearest, no nibbling,
Until you are dribbling
With lust for my hollyhock prize.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
When I stroke and caress you right here.
And I'll tickle and knead
You until you are plead-
ing for absolute bliss from my spear.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
(Oh my lover, please stifle that scream
Of desire.) I'll be ready
To whip off your teddy,
In time for dessert a la creme.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
Your offers, for dessert, multiply.
For I've yet to prepare
My coq au vin fare -
I believe I'll start with a thigh.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
I'll just test you for tenderness, dear.
Mmm, that's just right.
(I'll be feasting tonight!)
Now, where has that coq disappeared?
--- Jim Weaver Collection
I'll never eat it all, I daresay.
Perhaps I'll just start
With this ending part,
And pour on my wine sauce part way.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
Sideways, and up and across.
And sometimes, I bite
Right in with delight,
Or draw with my tongue - I emboss.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
When I eat from the coq au vin pot.
I'm starting to sweat;
Are you hot, my pet?
Shall I carry on eating, whatnot??
--- Jim Weaver Collection
She's pretty and her name is Dawn.
I know I can't touch her
Or kiss her or fuck her,
I'm submissive and she is the Dom.
--- Anon
It hints of wild nights without shame;
Am I clutching at straws
If I offer my haws-
Er. This moth wants a go at the flame.
--- Allen Wolverton
We can stop for some beer and some tea.
Have a shower and bath.
Have a joke and a laugh.
And then some sex if we both agree!
--- Michelle
More congenial, I'd say, than a pub;
Here, I'll sit right behind,
Love, and if you don't mind,
I would lather some soap on your shrub.
--- Allen Wolverton
Some things, love, I'm longing to teach;
Tell me lots of good jokes,
While I do loving strokes;
Now, lean back, let's see what I can reach.
--- Allen Wolverton
And the stroking's put fire in my wood;
If you give it a tug,
I will give you a hug;
Then we'll shower, get clean like we should!
--- Allen Wolverton
And my "woodwork" still needs to be wrung;
Babe, I know what you need,
And I've still got the seed;
But first a massage with my tongue.
--- Allen Wolverton
'Round each other, your petals unfurled
In your sleep, and I got
Quite excited and hot,
And my thing became knobbly and knurled.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
So I snuggled up close to your thigh,
And I soon went to sleep
Buried nine inches deep
In you, heaving a satisfied sigh.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
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