Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
"doggystyle" poems
She made me wear A pink french maid's uniform that day I had to wait on her and her black stud lover Tyrone Fix them drinks and make them dinner These are the duties of the ***** cuckold It's hard to be inferior to him He is so well-built and powerful A perfectly sculpted body A large and powerful manhood He is every woman's dream She reminds me that no beautiful woman Will ever want to be with a ***** like me That my manhood is too small That my *** drive is too low Nature has dealt me a bad hand I sit by the bedroom door This time I am not allowed to watch She only told me that they would be doing it ********** I sit next to the door I hear her load moans and sighs I know he is pleasuring her In ways I never could My goodness Forty-five minutes have passed And they are still going at it I peer through a crack in the door He is so powerful that he can hold her up As he thrusts deep inside her I am not strong enough To have *** in the standing position What a man he is He can squat 300 pounds And has a strong powerful *** Look at him ****** She screams in ecstasy After she is finished She will tell me how wonderful he was As I polish her high heels After he leaves I have the humiliating and exciting task Of giving her oral pleasure These are the duties of the ***** cuckold
0
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 10:44 AM UTC
A Cuckold's Humiliation
They taught us to swim to the dark. And that anything more than ********** is a fetish, and fetishes are grose. Never run with something in your mouth, never leave your room empty-handed, never touch yourself. Do what makes you rich, not happy. And be a feminist, but make sure you spoil your husband, cause when he cheats it's your fault. Wear **** underwear from lace under your knee-long skirt. And no matter what happens, swim to the dark.
0
Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 11:37 AM UTC
How to grow up
We agreed it was the ********** of life searching on our hands and knees as meteors burnt up in the atmosphere discovering new through burnt ashes and falling in love too fast while the child in us screams where's the fresh cement of unbeaten path? Silly scowls sit with little lips. Abduction he swore! They probed picked his brain . Meanings change when the lights start to flash and your senses are hollow gelatin mix. Remembers not how they got to be but where it used to go He said purgatory got him here because he told them he didn't want to wait. Moses had to wait for thirty years and millions of lives.  His naked ghost, hair whiter, than artificial light when he said “it was in the naked catacomb when the walls fully dressed, in purple's nobility, while not forgetting to grab all the beggars' begging. the leak was quick not slow and the air pumped itself. Athena looked down and cried at the misery. She pleaded for no flood, she couldn’t persuade God. Crumbling steal and birds of fire brought upon the sand that got stuck in the mouths. Grains from different dunes all on one spoon Does not mix all to well just like how Noah placed the Lions beside the Zebras in an empty place.    Mayans mark their skies as Cats will their lives.  They don't worry until they're down to one, down to one grain of sanded rice that's supposed to feed the entire world but won't suffice until someone sees at last. Better too late than never, as they'll often say.”
0
Jun 19, 2012
Jun 19, 2012 at 1:33 PM UTC
Moses's Warning
Way past delusional, I drove, forced down into ********** by noon, almost ass-raped by that suppressing sun-God. And I saw something confusing, but all to truthful. A Boeng was coming in for a safe-landing, strafing the sky, when a Raven dropped from dim heaven and got ****** into the turbines. Crimson-mist, across the sky, and my car as black as a feather. I rumbled down this carbon-dioxide tunnel, crying over love, heartbreak, too drunk to be alive and still trying to live, and you know what, I have nothing and I wished that somebody would hit me. I don't know if I'm gonna make it back. I need to be more tipsy than just this. There's a girl gonna be in my bed tonight, who's boyfriend used to strangle her something crazy when they'd fight. GOD, I could die in her red-black hair with its pulverizing smell. I wish I could offer her something more at four in the morning, when she cries and I just grab her close-- never knowing a thing about anything.
0
Sep 7, 2012
Sep 7, 2012 at 10:59 PM UTC
I'm So Sorry.
Would have been fun To have been a woman To ride a powerful black man To feel his big 9 inch **** ****** deep inside Ooooh yessss!!!! Deep inside my womb Taking his powerful shaft In different positions Love to be on top Love to take it ********** I am a naughty girl, hehe And I want to have His child "Please," I beg "Put a baby inside me!"
0
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 12:49 PM UTC
My Life As A Hot Blonde Who Loves Black Studs
I met a girl today. Walking the hot streets of L.A. She was gorgeous from her head to her feet. So I caught up to her without skipping a beat. I smiled and said “Hi “, and she said “Hi “ too. I thought “ ***** just wait until what I have in store for you\. “ One thing led to another and I took her home. This dumb **** thinks we’re just going to bone. As soon as I had her on my couch screaming “ more “ I lifted her up and walked her through my bedroom door. What she didn’t know was I had a little hammer. But LOL even if she did it really wouldn’t matter. As soon as I got her in my room and laid her on my bed. I started ******* her doggystyle and then crushed the back of her head. She started squirming trying to get free. But I held her down, got my nut, and whacked her X3. Now she is dead and I can move on. I took her out back and buried her in my lawn. I cleaned up at a very fast pace. Because 20 minutes later my wife came home from work with dinner, so we sat down and said grace. Can’t wait for tomorrow cause it’s a new day. Who knows? Maybe I’ll meet another cute girl in the busy streets of L.A. Written by: Kyle Frederickson
0
Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 10:54 PM UTC
Streets of L.A.
Your my sickness Grip your **** With iron fists Ignore remorse..... You fit in this Equation Like your divisible by 4.... Speaking of the position ********** I was a stray before..... A common ***** who laid With any one Who gave me ******* form.... You saved my lust And caged it up Just to make it into something more... You make me weak Faint to breathe Im made to see this comes before Anything else Thats what i luv you for.....
0
Aug 17, 2018
Aug 17, 2018 at 1:14 AM UTC
You made me