3 word challenge – bedroom war

Ok … So here’s another 3 word challenge. At first I started off with a theme in mind. however, I was watching the news and think it somehow worked its way into my poem. Its true, what you watch does affect your thinking.

Anyway, I digress … The three words were:
Jamaica, fruit, midnight

Our body national anthem is of
this place of wood and water
Hips sing in chorus
“Jamaica … Land we love”
We become bashment
Raw
True
Sexual
Bassline vibrate
Slow whine
Tic tac spasms as we gyrate
Bedroom gymnastics
Olympic gold performance
Positions we do make the kara sutra ancestors blush
They want to enroll in the class of our sexology
We fuck like politics
Dirty
Hard
Opposing forces
I’m am your pussy president
You my cock dictator
We clash
go to war
Use weapons of mass orgasm
You employ pussy interrogation techniques
Try to make me talk
I try to remain silent
Try to refuse to bow down
Your vice grip wetness
Makes me squeal
I confess in moans
Spill my secrets of confidential pleasures
Surrender to your electric shock tingling waistline motions
The fruit of your mango sweet victory is sticky
Warm with tropical heat
Who said the tree of war bares no fruit?
You instruct me to taste it
Savor the flavor
Demonstrate your authority over me
Make me give up my hard weapons
Rain down on me with you warhead tongue missile
Bombard my command centre base
Slow suck until I ejaculate the white flag of my defeat
You smile to yourself
Pleased you have conquered me
I lay still in defeat
Wounded
Happy to have lost this battle
I am now your servant
Begin to fade into a sleep of submission
Survey the wasteland of our bed battleground
Look at the clock
It is midnight
The world sleeps
Unaware it has gone through bedroom world war three.

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3 word challenge …

Ok … So I was set a 3 word challenge by @BlaquePoetic on twitter to come up with a poem. The words were: Locomotive, Mountains & Laptop

Have to say I aint been to the lyrical gym in a while so was a bit out of shape. It took me while to find my rhythm and pace. Think I’m gonna revisit this poem again. Hope you enjoy.

You are black coal
Taken from the core of this earth
You give me raw energy
Make me dig deep to find you
Earth’s natural resources
My passion a steam locomotive
You are the coal that feeds me
power the engine of my desire
Ride me
Hard
Be a passenger
Travel first class to the destination of your ejaculation
Derail me mind

Cause when our bodies meet
We don’t move mountains
We make them levertate
Make mountains crumble
Let’s go tell it on the mountain
No, no …
Call me Moses
Lead me to the mountain top
Give me your 10 orgasm commandments
For I shall keep thy laws

This loving is old skool
Its future technology
Love the way u back it up like a hard drive
Each night I download your moans into my memory bank
As I open your legs like a laptop
Touch type my longing between your thighs
I know the qwerty keys of your spots
Compose an poetic email with my tongue
Slide myself into your inbox

Baby you got me in the matrix of want
Shall I take the blue pill of love or the red pill of lust
I don’t want to be unplugged
I am the one
Neo
Your wetness in my zion

Baby …. You got me

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freestyle poem 1.1

Yet another freestyle poem …

The wet sound as you slide your fingers inside yourself
I watch in silence
Your moisture fills the room with sound
Calls me
Which first
Hard dick?
Supple tongue?
Nibble fingers?
A multiple choice question my senses struggle to answer

Water of your woman juice sounds wash me away
Carry me to a H2o paradise
Let me swim inside you
Butterfly
Front crawl
Back stroke
Dive deep

Rope, blindfold, feathers …
Adult adventure equipment
Let’s go on an sexual adventure
Discover lands of questionable illegal fantasies
Make our own law in this land we call the United States of Orgasm

Suck each other like its oxygen
We die unless we didn’t inhale each other fluids
Inhale
Breath deep
Don’t hold your breathe
Take in the oxygen of sweet-salty juices

Dominate time
make it wait
As we slow grind
Ride me slow
Put your legs over my shoulders while I slide inside you long
Touch slow motion
Sensitive to prolonged intensity
We command this moment

Cream of your pleasure is icing on the cake of my manhood
Lick it off
Taste yourself on me
Kiss me so can share your flavour

Syrup is bitter and fluid
Our passion is what sweets me
Its sticky
Think
Moisture
Gives me a sugar rush of wanting

OOOO and AHHH … Is the language we converse it. Vowel sounds punctuated with profanity exclamations
Ahhh …. Ooo … Oooo shit fuck!
Responsive-directional-delicate dialogue of expression

The beach of exhausted ogasmed lust is where we are washed up on
The tide of spasms ebb back and forth over us
We lay still
Tingles still spark nerve endings
We fade into contented slumber ….

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freestyle poem

So here’s a freestyle poem I wrote using random words given to me by 5 different people.

The words were: syrup, Ahhh, dominate, water, rope, suck, oil and cream …

Comments pls

Freestyle 101

SYRUP of your juice runs down my chin. As I lay on my back while you ride my tongue
Slow grind on its tip
Rotate hips against its movement
Tongue fuck you
Feel yourself become warm
Tense
Rock back and forth
Unhurried
Skilled mouth and long tongue
French kiss your other lips
While u tease your clit
Circle its swollen numb
Put your hands on my head and guide me movements

Oooo and AHHH …
Moans
Gasp
Inhale through clenched teeth
Bite your bottom lip
Throw you head backwards
Let your mouth fall open wide
Growl
Snarl
Feel vocal expressions build up from your pussy, bubble up inside you, thunder roll up your wind pipe
Explode out your mouth

DOMINATE me while I dominate your pussy
Command me with submissive dictator authority
Surrender to tongue strokes
Direct me with your hip movement
Tell me
Become passive
Demand of me
Allow me to lead
Senses confused in this tug-o-war of oral pleasure as you ride my tongue like the 3:45 to brigton

WATER flow of essence cascades down my chin
Your rise up
turn
ease down
Take me in ur hands
Stroke my pulsing excitement
I caress your full round booty
spank its plump fruitness
Makes you tingle
Take me in your mouth
Deep
Long
Tongue tease my peak

ROPE of pleasures bondage holds us.
Ties us together
Pulls us in
Wraps itself around us
Pins us body to body
Tangled in its cord
We wiggle
Twist
Not wanting to escape
Wanting to be held tighter by its grip

SUCK on taut flesh
Slurp
Feel my throbbing on your tongue
Use your fingers to coax tingles
Coordinated tongue, mouth, twisting hand motions
Your mouth is warm wetness
My circumference fills you
The architecture of my masculinity stands tall
Your oral construction makes me stand up
Erect

OIL slip over each others body
Black liquid
Slide
Perspiration makes coco skin shine
Lubricates us
Salty
Tangy
Glide
Friction does not exist when our bodies meet

CREAM of my building pleasure builds up inside me
Your oral gymnastics has me doing somersaults
I return the pleasure
Tongue performs flips and twists
Your pussy cartwheels with tingles
We release 69 simultaneous ejaculation
Backflip with spams
Mouths suck orgamic convulsions
Staccato shakes
Epileptic trembles…

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free rhyme intro

Ok so the idea is simple. you post random words, topics, images, stories, ideas and anything erotic you can think of and I’ll create a poem or story from it.

There’s no hard and fast rules as such, but here are a couple guidelines.

- word suggestions: a mini of 3 words for me to write a poem. The can be as random or erotically related as you like but I’ll need 3 words. But saying that if you ask nicely I might let you offer 1 word.

- stories: you can give me names, character outlines, locations, a theme, plot or let give me free creative license. All you need to do is decide on how you want it.

- image based inspiration: you can post an image or refer to one I’ve posted. It can be a personal image or from the net.

But don’t think this is a voyeuristic and spectator lounge. I’ll be posting exercises and tips to help and encourage you to write too. So make sure you do your home work or you’ll be sent to the naughty corner (and not the kind of naughty you’re thinking about).

Let your mind be free and let your juices flow …