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loneleygirl68
Over 90 days ago
Straight Female, 58
United States
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The (Im)Proper Poetess
Quote by bill11
Bachelor Bait, Breast
Hi Bill I see you are out doing your self and putting 2 (technically 3) words for the requisite 1, so allow me to
Continue, Cunnilingus and Cock
can the one who follows come up with 4 for "D", wonder who it will be...
The (Im)Proper Poetess
If I buy you a drink and a dance, doesn't that make it a date? 
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I like knowing that a single line in one of my poems or the whole picture painted in a story I've written will make a man hard. (or the girls wet) To know that the imagery in my writing is enough to evoke that response is very flattering. But that is why its called erotica. Happy Hard Horny reading everyone...
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Melissa i am still pretty new around here, but I would be happy to buy you a drink
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I am not sure if this will encourage or frustrate people..I just turned 47, I am the mother 0f 4 kids. Approximately 18 months ago, I work a size 22 in Jeans and a 2X shirt. Today, I wear a size 4 (comfortable) ans a 2 (cant breathe) Jeans and a medium in a top I used to weigh about 240. Now I am 135. No, I don't do drugs( my dad was an alcoholic and drug addict too I will never be as he was which is why I am telling you about the not doing drugs to lose weight), am not on a starvation diet. I would love to give you a magic formula, but I don't have one. Simply, I eat when I am hungry,I eat slowly I stop eating when I am no longer hungry, not when I am full. If that is 3 bites into a meal, then that is all I eat. I did not set out to lose all the weight that I have, but I am not going to complain either.
I think that there is no specific magic formula, find what works for you and stick to that.
loneleygirl68
I think that there is no specific magic formula, find what works for you and stick to that.
loneleygirl68
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Quote by ChuckEPoo
Ok this is last try.
Drum sticks.
Here's another
My life can be measured in hours,
I serve by being devoured.
Thin, I am quick
Fat, I am slow
Wind is my foe.
YES, Drumsticks!!
Ice cream?
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Quote by ChuckEPoo
Ok. Ill try again. Bongo Drums
Nope...getting closer
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Quote by nichols_10
Gloves
No, sorry, while gloves will keep your hands warm, here they aren't any help at all.
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Quote by ChuckEPoo
Gloves or condoms
Nope, Sorry ChuckEPoo....
not even close...
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Quote by JohnSmith10
A pair of Boots?
nope not boots, guess again
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For me, its more of..
Its not the length, its not the size, Its how many times can they make it rise.
Its not the length, its not the size, Its how many times can they make it rise.
The (Im)Proper Poetess
I was actually writing and editing a few of my poems and stories, When the lines below came to mind. Thought some of you would enjoy this.
There are usually 2 of me
Yes I come in pairs
In General, I am
Broader at the base
and narrower at the tip.
I love to be stroked,
beaten and fisted.
and the harder you
bang me
The louder I'll be.
What am I?
There are usually 2 of me
Yes I come in pairs
In General, I am
Broader at the base
and narrower at the tip.
I love to be stroked,
beaten and fisted.
and the harder you
bang me
The louder I'll be.
What am I?
The (Im)Proper Poetess
I am breaking my promise, I need the advice of fellow lushy ones. This poem is poking fun, and I hope it will garner some laughs and giggles.
Advice welcome, thats why its visiting here before it heads out to be read by any and everyone.
Boys need not Apply
A woman walks into a bar
Tight jeans, snug low-cut shirt high-heeled boots
Long loose flowing red hair, and an Attitude.
She step into the center of the room-
“Good evening Boys” Mommas her to play
Real men only need apply
And with that, Chaos ensued
With a loud piercing whistle-
Come on Boys, I said Men!
If you need me to spank you
And teach you to please
You are not ready for me
Get back in line- Next Please!
Let me make this easy,
I will tell you what I need.
I want a man to hold me
But understands when I say no
He needs to be confident
And knows how to take it slow
But when I am feeling frisky
Understands how far to go
He has to know himself
Can tell me what he wants
And if not in the mood just then
Be man enough to wait for me,
Knowing I will make it up to him.
So, now as I think about it
Taking a look around this room,
There is not one of you
Could step up to the plate.
Me, myself, and I
We’ll be headed out the gate.
Advice welcome, thats why its visiting here before it heads out to be read by any and everyone.
Boys need not Apply
A woman walks into a bar
Tight jeans, snug low-cut shirt high-heeled boots
Long loose flowing red hair, and an Attitude.
She step into the center of the room-
“Good evening Boys” Mommas her to play
Real men only need apply
And with that, Chaos ensued
With a loud piercing whistle-
Come on Boys, I said Men!
If you need me to spank you
And teach you to please
You are not ready for me
Get back in line- Next Please!
Let me make this easy,
I will tell you what I need.
I want a man to hold me
But understands when I say no
He needs to be confident
And knows how to take it slow
But when I am feeling frisky
Understands how far to go
He has to know himself
Can tell me what he wants
And if not in the mood just then
Be man enough to wait for me,
Knowing I will make it up to him.
So, now as I think about it
Taking a look around this room,
There is not one of you
Could step up to the plate.
Me, myself, and I
We’ll be headed out the gate.
The (Im)Proper Poetess
The Unexpected Dance
Sighs and Moans
Groans and pants
A sensual beat
As you start to dance
Coming closer
Retreating again
Pushing the Boundaries?
Or remain as a friend?
Temptation arises
And other things too,
Emotional quandary,
What to do?
Retreat to your corner
Or take a chance
Forever curious’
Or an Erotic Dance.
By Christina
4/30/15
Sighs and Moans
Groans and pants
A sensual beat
As you start to dance
Coming closer
Retreating again
Pushing the Boundaries?
Or remain as a friend?
Temptation arises
And other things too,
Emotional quandary,
What to do?
Retreat to your corner
Or take a chance
Forever curious’
Or an Erotic Dance.
By Christina
4/30/15
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Storm-
Thank you for your words of wisdom and encouragement. I the brief amount of time I have been on Lush, I have learned a lot. The next parts of the story are being looked at and reviewed by several individuals. Growing and improving as both writers and individuals takes time,wisdom,encouragement and sometimes a good swift kick in the seat of the pants!
Thanks again,
Loneleygirl68
Thank you for your words of wisdom and encouragement. I the brief amount of time I have been on Lush, I have learned a lot. The next parts of the story are being looked at and reviewed by several individuals. Growing and improving as both writers and individuals takes time,wisdom,encouragement and sometimes a good swift kick in the seat of the pants!
Thanks again,
Loneleygirl68
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Wipe me off your floorboards, you heartless beauty witch...
It doesn't need to rhyme does it?
Because love, it ain't a two-way street
I'm tired of playing cat and mouse, or panting hound and bitch.
And tired of falling asleep at the wheel
So while we drive, please make me feel
I may be a witch, but I think you're very sweet.
Your love for me is oh so real,
Imperfect as our rhymes pass by...
You know I know you're real...
I live for the sweet moments
That we steal.
I look at you, please meet my gaze
Loving you is the absolute real deal
Yet no matter how intensely we feel
It doesn't need to rhyme does it?
Because love, it ain't a two-way street
I'm tired of playing cat and mouse, or panting hound and bitch.
And tired of falling asleep at the wheel
So while we drive, please make me feel
I may be a witch, but I think you're very sweet.
Your love for me is oh so real,
Imperfect as our rhymes pass by...
You know I know you're real...
I live for the sweet moments
That we steal.
I look at you, please meet my gaze
Loving you is the absolute real deal
Yet no matter how intensely we feel
The (Im)Proper Poetess
Wipe me off your floorboards, you heartless beauty witch...
It doesn't need to rhyme does it?
Because love, it ain't a two-way street
I'm tired of playing cat and mouse, or panting hound and bitch.
And tired of falling asleep at the wheel
So while we drive, please make me feel
I may be a witch, but I think you're very sweet.
Your love for me is oh so real,
It doesn't need to rhyme does it?
Because love, it ain't a two-way street
I'm tired of playing cat and mouse, or panting hound and bitch.
And tired of falling asleep at the wheel
So while we drive, please make me feel
I may be a witch, but I think you're very sweet.
Your love for me is oh so real,