Poems

My husband will go out of his way to check out women he sees in short skirts or that may be showing a little more breast than normal. On one occasion he just kept talking about this cute young thing that kept giving him great up-skirt shots at the mall. I finally asked him how he would feel if some guy kept following me around to look up my dress. I was somewhat shocked when he very bluntly asked me if I would do that for him, you know, wear a short skirt and give guys a free look while he watched their reactions. Well, I decided to teach him a lesson, so the next weekend I put on the shortest skirt I could find without any panties and took my husband shopping at the …

Exposing Myself Read More »

You know i’m nothing but a sweet cunt, hungry for Cock… Night after finger-fucking night, i dream of Your Cock, slam-fucking me hard and deep… raping me til i scream out… Face fucking me til i pass out, and then the woozy feeling as i come-to.. shocked awake by Your Cock savagely ramming into my tight ass… My pleas ignored… my body used and abused relentlessly… until i surrender totally to You… the way i was meant to… You know ineed to be fucked.. i need to be fucked hard and deep….ineed to be taught to take it… to need it.. to crave it… to beg for it… i need Your big fuckin’ Cockto face-fuck me… to ram fuck my throat… to choke me… to gag me… to make me gurgle and drool, like the …

my prayer to You Read More »

Khuli zulfo mei uska husn paas aane ko kehta hai Wo saadi  khusnaseeb hai jisne uske nange jism ko lapeta hai Hotho pe lagi surkhi khoobsurti ko luta ke rakhti hai Bra ki reshmi pattiya dudh ki theliyo utha ke rakhti hai Bin chue lund khada kar jaye aisi hai wo heer Uske theliyo ko alag karne waali wo chikni lakeer Apne daanto se apne saadi ke pallu ko kuchlna Chalte samay uski theliyo ka uchlna Jo jaadu uske jism mei wo kisi aur ke jism mei jaadu nahi Agar pallu uske seene se sarak jaaye to lund pe rehta kaabu nahi Ghar mei rehti hai wo kamuk si raani Har pal bhenchod banati mujhe uski jawani Wo bhi kabhi bole mera lund dekh ke, tu hai kitna kamina Uski choot se Chipki panty or …

Behan ki jawani Read More »

You are not beautiful, exactly. You are beautiful, inexactly. You let a weed grow by the mulberry and a mulberry grow by the house. So close, in the personal quiet of a windy night, it brushes the wall and sweeps away the day till we sleep. A child said it, and it seemed true: “Things that are lost are all equal.” But it isn’t true. If I lost you, the air wouldn’t move, nor the tree grow. Someone would pull the weed, my flower. The quiet wouldn’t be yours. If I lost you, I’d have to ask the grass to let me sleep.

Out of the bubble filled tub, candles glowing, wrapped in a towel, drying your pretty brown hair I was walking by, I caught a glimpse, Looking so beautiful, I found myself stopping to stand and stare I felt myself drifting off, to romancing you, clearly in my mind, to a place where only lovers go I feel my blood rushing hot, racing to my groin, making me want you, as I quickly begin to grow I see a clear vision, of you and I, melding together, slowly making love I was brought back, to living reality, by your warm hand, wrapping me like a glove I let out a love moan, Then a deep groan, gasping for air, followed by some erotic cries I let myself go, under your control, looking at you, deep in …

Love Read More »

Watefalls, filling. full. exploding inside our warm serenity. wild woman‚ gushing wetness hungry lust in deep tides oooooozing.. sweat drips from every pore this little thing for us to wash upon shore feathered sensitivity tickles the senses inflamed pricks trickle. slip into your, tense session intwined fucking, to find our, freedom fucking flips‚ our philosophy harder and harder deeper and deeper faster and faster she grips the steel tight pounding her pussy into submission plundering the quiet cave the richest reward is delivered like a volcano ready to burst I inject my vaccine to calm your nerves wasted blacking out into bliss wasted beutty of those perky platues oh slip with me for we should never return to our clothes

I do not belong to myself. I belong to the one who deserves my submission. I belong to the one who has earned my trust. To him I give my darkest desires. To him I give my most secret fantasies. I am his toy and his pet. I am his most coveted prize. I serve him and do his will. My body is for his pleasure. I seek to be pleasing and to please. Sir. He keeps me waiting. Always waiting for him. Always wanting him. Always longing for him. I am to do nothing without his word. I am to do nothing without his approval. I yearn for him. I wait. I obey. Sir. The smell of the leather arouses my lust. His chair. Our chair. I sit in my place with my hands …

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I’d love to lick your pussy Run my tongue along each fold Sometimes soft and gentle And other times quite bold I then would delve down deeper Find that very special spot And taste your juices as they flow For me so sweet and hot I’d thrust my tongue inside you It’s such a perfect fit And when it was so nice and deep My nose would touch your clit And then when you began to think It just could not get better I’d pause a while, give a smile And write it a love letter I’d say, ‘My darling pussy To me you taste so fine Your nectar in my mouth Is better than the sweetest wine’ ‘I could lick for hours Your pleasure to ignite If you give me half a chance You’ll …

Moan For Me Read More »

Feel me Feel my lips between your hips Feel my lips against your skin Feel my tongue between your pink lips Feel my tongue as it slides in Gently licking you Softly sucking you Slowly fucking you Until I taste you Feel my hands slide up your skin Feel my hands caress your tits Feel my cock as it slides in Feel my cock inside your clit Gently fucking you Softly fucking you Slowly fucking you Until I cum inside you

You are not perfect but last night you did it perfectly Love your seduction, erection, and your approach, directly your speedy hard strokes were according to my desire the way you made love to me was ideal to cool my fire you started with a kiss and caressed my whole body It was a message for me by your touch, to get wet and ready you were touching me with affection and lust everywhere touched me there, and made me spread my legs for you dear you came between my legs and kissed my clitoris I could feel you liked my fragrance and taste delicious for a while I let you enjoy licking me, and then made my request, needed you badly in me and you thrust into my nest the way you rammed your …

Perfection Read More »

Mumkin hota tu tum se lipat kar mein so jati simat kar tumhari bahon mein sapno mein kho jati aahista aahista tum mere badan pe pherte apne hath aur mein khelti tumhare seena ke balon se sath sath choomte tum meri paishani, ankhein lub aur gardan mujh par aati ik masti ki lehr mangne laagta kuch aur badan dheere dheere tum mujhe libas se azad karwa lete aur hole hole apne hathon se meri zulfein khulwa lete le ke mere lub apne honton mein unko surkh laal kar dete aur mujhe mast karne ke liye apne hathon ko istemaal kar lete apne honton ko tum rakhte kabhi nipples pe kabi naaf kabhi uss se neeche dewano ki tareh tum choomte chat te mujhe .mein bhi nah rehti tum se peeche ho jate tumhare hont geelay …

Tum se lipat ke so jaati (bold Erotic Urdu poem) Read More »

Mujh se mangta tha roz, mein usse taal jati thi jab bhi woh dek leita mujhe tapak uski raal jati thi akeli thi ik din mein, ghar mein mere siwa koi bhi nah tha woh zid karne laga aur mere pass bhi bahna koi nah tha uss se boli chalo dikhao apna gar pasand aya tu mujhe manzoor mein ne socha keh chota keh ke nah kardoongi rahongi beqasoor uth ke uss ne zip pant ki kholi tu jhat uchalta lapakta nikal aya muchandar bahut hi sundar tha, munh mein aa geya pani neeche bene laga sumandar ab tu bekhud ho ke mein ne le liya hath mein aur lagi usse choomne aur choosne kabhi usse dekhti tu kabhi masalti hathon se, choom choom ke sar laga ghoomne boli uss se keh pehle dikha dete …

Zaban apni se tum jab khujate ho meri Rani par (Urdu bold Erotic Poem) Read More »

Hunter Your hot breaths on my neck make my mood hold me tight in your strong arms don’t be so rude With your each touch I am getting wet be polite to me I am your loving pet Whisper something naughty in my ear keep touching me sweety here and there I feeling on my butt touch of your hard prick take off my Panty and play all of your trick Handle me politely you are so smart lets play love game be ready to start My juicy lips are waiting for your long kiss erect nipples needs attention grab tight my tits Your kiss on my navel put me on fire you love me, prove it, I know you are not lair Move your hand further if you are curious find out my wetness …

Taste my pussy Read More »

Sone nahein deta raat ko woh mujhe satata bahut hai phone karta hai adhi raat ke baad aur hansata bahut hai karta hai woh sargoshian, phone per hi deta hai pupiyan kar ke gandi gandi batein woh mujhe barmata bahut hai pehle tu mein kar deti hoon manha usse aisi batein karne se nah rukne per bura maano tu phir mujhe manaata bahut hai kuch der bad mera mann bhi karta hai uss se aisi batein karne ko jo kuch hai mujhe pasand woh unhi baton ko dhurata bahut hai mere sanson ke utar chadhao se woh jaan leta hai mere jazbaat sab kuch utar dene k liye mere jazbat se faieda uthata bahut hai uss ke kehne ke mutabeq utarti hoon ik ik kar ke jo pehn rakha hota hai meethi baton se apna …

Sone nahi deita raat ko Romantic Erotic Poetry by Seema Naaz Read More »

Tumbida beladingalu mele Mai tumbida bale nanna terrace mele Poorna chandirananthe gundagive avala molegalu adara tumbele tumbide madhujenu Jena heeruva dumbi naanagale cheluve Mole cheepalu kodade nanneke kaduve Hasida huli naanu ninna kachibiduve neenakiruva kachava seelibiduve Rasa tumbida tullu vasaneya savidu biduve ‌ubbide tunne ninna ubbu taggugala maatake Kareyutide nanna Prema paatakke Hosa attakke Rasadoottake

– Busted! – by I can see the things you doin’ And you think that I’m naive But when I get the goods on you She’ll finally believe She says it’s all just drama But every bubble’s got to pop She’s gonna see just what you’re doin’ And then you’re finally gonna have to stop! Don’t think you’re gonna win this time Cause’ you better believe I’m gonna drop a dime On you I’ll get ya! Yeah! [2X] And when I do you’re gonna be busted! Busted! I don’t wanna put the hurt on you But you better believe me when I tell you That I finally got the dirt on you You’re busted! (Busted!) Yeah, she’s finally gonna see your lie This is how it’s gonna be When she finds out that I was …

Busted! Read More »

mere mann ki baat kab rehta hai mere bas mein uss waqt mera mann dekhte ho jab tum shokh nazron se mera joban choomte ho jab meri ankhein, mere lub meri gardan teri bahon mein machalne lagta hai mera badan neharti hoon jab nazron se mein tumhara bankpan phoolon ki treh khil uthta hai mere jism ka chaman paseena paseena jab ho jate ho mujh se muhabbat karte hoe madhosh ho jati hoon, khushboo deine lagta hai tumhara badan yunhi hi sada mujhe se piyar karte rehna, karna mujh per karam jogan ban jaongi mein ab jo juda hoa mujh se gar mera sajan.

Door se ik jhalak dikha ke tum ne mujhe dewani bana rakha hai hath se choo kar dekh tu loon mein tum ne kiya chuppa rakha hai wow itna samooth itna lamba itna jandar leine se tu maza aa jaeiga taras gai thi isko lene ke liye kab se parogramme bana rakha hai aaj tu hath jo aa geya hai tu mein loongi badle iss se gin gin kar ik andheri gali mein dalwa longi isko issi ke liye jisse bana rakha hai andar ja ke shuroo hoga iska imtehaan gar hoa acche nambron se paas charno mein iske rakhdoongi dil jo kab se iss ke liye bacha rakha hai meri “Rani” jo ho jaay khush iske kaam se tu bana le gi isko apna raja takht pe bitha rakhe gi iss hamesh ke liye …

Ik jhalak dikha ke dewani bna rakha hai Read More »

chalo aik khail khailte hein ik doosre ke sath tum mujhe bistar pe lita ke lait jaao mere sath dheere dheere piayar karo apne sath lipta lo mujhko kar do azad libas se tum mujhe apne hathon ke sath dekho mere humbistar jaldi ka kaam hai shaitan ka poori raat hai apni suroo karein apna khail araam ke sath khelo mere badan se tum apni ungliun ke puron se apna khiyal rakhna beh nah jao waqt ke dhare ke sath aik bar nahein mere sajan hum ne khelna hai baar bar jo nah uth sake tu mein utha loongi de deina mere hath mere jazbaat mein utaar chadhaao hai behti naddi jaisa tum ko sath deina hai lag nah jaon jab tak mein kinare ke sath aaj ki sari raat bhi rahon gi mein tumhari …

Chalo aik khail khailte hein Read More »

Aao mere dost aaj hum apne mann ki baat karte hein bhool ke sab ranjo gham, choot aur lun ki baat karte hein choot bechain rehti hai lun ke liye aur lun uske bina beqarar jiss ke liye tarste hein yeh donon uss milan ki baat karte hein hota hai jab in ka milan tu kaiynat jhoomne lagti hai geeli ho jati hai choot akde hoe lun ki baat karte hein choot mein jaa ke uthal pathal macha deta hai akda hoa lun jiss se hoti hai choot shaad uss chubhan ki baat karte hein khisakta jata hai ander aur phir ata jata rehta hai mast ho ke choot mein lun rass nikal ke jo dhak le choot ko uss lun ki topi uss dhakan ki baat karte hein.