Dirty Poetry

My kingdom for a kiss My hand glides towards your plum. When will you kiss me?! My fingers lift up your nickers My hand continues and I feel your pubes.  Your flaps.  And I think... Will she kiss me? My middle finger touches the surface of your puss, Whilst my index and ring Push your flaps aside. With my now slightly wet middle finger, I trie to moisturise your clit a bit, so rubbing it, will feel more pleasant and nice. And I think:  God, how much I miss kissing her. You spread your legs, open your thighs, so you are easier to reach. With my middle finger now inside, I use the palm of my hand to put some pressure on the area just above your clit. And I think: I really want to kiss her. I want to French kiss her. I want to Italian kiss her. Hell, I even want to German kiss her. I want to snog. I want to feel her so badly, not just her pussy; her face, her head. I want to feel all of that! With my other hand I now touch her bum. Squeeze the flesh. Draw circles dangerously close to her anus. And I think: I miss her. Her breathing starts to change. She no longer is distracted by the traffic outside, or an ambulance passing by. Her head is empty, I'm sure of that. Different from mine. She has no thoughts, just that body, feeling fine.  ”Lick me.” She whispers. Are you taking the piss? All I wanted Was a kiss.

A young bloke called Dick   This is a story about a young bloke And his penis. They say women are from Venus And men are from Mars But this bloke just liked To be fucked up his arse. Let's call this bloke Dick. The first time Dick came From receiving prick game It was up on his hole  Causing rectum inflame. Right? Tight! Sure he had orgasms before. Due to a gentle blow job; Due to jerking himself; Due to stroking his knob. Once there were two Licking his willy, Whilst snorting poppers Or something silly. There was that time in the shower When his lover would lick His soapy wet balls and his freshly washed dick. Once he was still at his apartments front door with his key in his lock, and his pants on the floor. A muscly guy, fuck he's nibbling my cock. Or once under some trees Cool in the shade, That gentle knight who took care of his blade. Or that time his mates' room  was briefly sublet, to a Spanish Don Juan,  With a mild throbbing bat.  Dick. Dick, what’re you doing Dick. Last year, hiking in Wales, Climbing mount Snowdonia. "Could you please loan me a … Dildo oh Dick… I'm a bit of a loner Please mountain man, Give me your boner." And that bald and hairy guy, put his finger Up my faggot hole, While spitting and licking My pulsing purple pole. But this was the first time Dick came after a date, Spent minutes of banging  Against his prostate. "O my oh my What a feeling was that! that dick pulsing in me I will never forget." His semen leaking The smell of poo and sperm The touch of his lover Ever so firm Oh Christ God Fuck. I can not be wrong. If you were a young bloke called Dick Would you not long? Would you not be a fan? Oh how you would wish You were a gay man…