Monday, March 18, 2019

My Pussy is a Private Place



My pussy is a private place
Where a certain slower pace
Can produce waves of love
As in and out you move.


My pussy is a lovely lair
Covered with curly hair.
Like a forest with trees,
With it, you, I want to please.


My pussy is a garden of delight
But to most, out of sight,
Except to those I invite
To pleasure me just right.


My pussy is between my legs
Where I store my tiny eggs.
After my monthly flow is stayed
Is when I like to get laid.


My pussy is a tunnel,
But more like a funnel,
Where your sperm can journey
To enlarge the size of my belly.


My pussy is a deep, dark cave,
Which most men naturally crave.
In it there's nothing to fear,
Only love, for you, my dear.


My pussy has the smell of a flower,
Which I want you to devour
With your tongue and with your lips,
As you offer it a sensual kiss.


My pussy can be either bitter or sweet
As with your mouth you start to eat
This dessert I offer you so free
Before you come inside of me.


My pussy is for those I like,
Both manly men or lesbian dyke.
Women who love a pussy to eat,
Appreciate most this lovely treat.


My pussy can open deep and wide
To receive big cocks that want inside.
But for a dick that's not so large or quite so hard,
I'll squeeze it until it releases its precious white nard.


My pussy will take all the cream you can give.
I'll take it all, as long as you live.
Now rest awhile, then we'll try it again.
I think I can coax out more semen.


My pussy is often covered with lace,
But that comes off when I sit on your face
With my juices flowing into your mouth
From my beautiful valley in the south.


My pussy must compete with those hills
That get quite hard as they bounce
But both go together, vagina and breast,
Providing to all, the perfect love nest.


My pussy gets so slippery and wet
When you kiss me on each hardened tit.
As clear juice from your penis does drip,
I taste it with my tongue and rub it on my lip.


My pussy is different from your prick,
Which, after it comes, looks a little sick.
Pussies can still be stroked and caressed
When men are just wanting to get dressed.


My pussy belongs to me, that's true;
But I really want to share it with you.
Tell me you love me, not just it,
Although it provides a perfect fit.


My pussy needs attention and love,
Which makes me coo like a morning dove.
Maybe I shouldn't be so forward and blunt,
But you should always cherish my cunt.

3 comments:

  1. Really pretty girl. One can only dream

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  3. Your poems are so E.E. Cummings without the limits from a girls view. Beautiful. You make me crave being you. Seed running down my thighs
    My ovum Satisfied

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