I wanna be your naughty boy

Holey Ghost

(darned Edit funkshun! being off)

Okay Finsbury
enuff 'bout yer hands
tho' they may be hairy
I wanna bet back
to hat want I want to bury
in the bushes
with my Douglas fir trees

I'll get on my knees
and get the opposite sex
to beg for mercy
scream with joy
and fill women with pleasure
as I disover under covers
all their sensual g-spot treasures

I guess I like just bein'
A nice but naughty boy
and let all the girls
play with my toyz
while I chll them
thrill them

...make sweet love to them

Rather than
bein' a man with handy hand
or being with one
I do like the girl's bums
especially after beatin' on their drum
and gettin' some, hummin' n' strummin'
speakin' into their microphone
of their sweet errogoneous zones


Savoring the smell and taste
of their face
and of their sweet muff---in

And I'll always take
what they're gonna bake
and got cookin' in their oven
even when I gotta put the glove on
....than my hand
cuz you can always have that
when you're lost in the hunt

And out comes Alan Funt
and say's "Smile You're on Candy's Rump"

FinsburyParkCarrots

Holey Ghost wrote:

Okay Finsbury
enuff 'bout yer hands
tho' they may be hairy
I wanna bet back
to want I want to bury
in the bushes
with my fir trees

Get on my knees
and get the opposite sex
beg for mercy
scream with joy
and fill women with pleasure
as I disover under covers
their g-spot treasures

I guess I like just bein'
A nice but naughty boy
and let all the girls
play with toy

Rather than
bein' a man or with one
I do like the girl's bum
especially after beatin' on theri drum
and gettin' some
of their sweet muff---in

And I'll always take
what they gonna bake
and got cookin' in oven
than my hand
cuz you can always have that
when you're lost in the hunt

And out comes Alan Funt
and say's "Smile You're on Candy's Rump"

LOL! My overlong, inexorably laboured point
is very much based
on experience of gettin' physical.

The rhetorical feint
of the carnally un-"graced"
- deflective southpaw sinister style - is a whimsical

conceit, a deflection:
an ersartz, implied erection
that's rarely filled any section.

Holey Ghost

The fuzz is soft and short
What lies underneath tastes so sweet
Soft, yet supple, pleasing to squeeze
Beckoning my mouth to release……
It’s sweet juice
Running down my lips
Across my chin
Ooooooooh, I want another bite

This taste of nature
So pure and light
A delight, of the senses
It so pleases the lips
The tongue, the mouth
The throat, the fingers
...that want to squeeze n' linger
The nose, even the teeth and chin
long to enjoin in the delicious treat

It’s tasty flesh releases it’s essence to my lips
As my mouth sinks in
The flesh surrenders it’s juices to my tongue
As it arouses pleasure my senses once more
And mmmmmmmmmmm my mouth
Begs for………more

The soft short fuzz hair now parted
As my tongue and lips plunge deep within its flesh
And take another delicious bite
But not too hard, just enuff to devour it’s treasures
And leave enuff for another plunge
Another mouthful, another glorious taste
Of all that mother nature has to offer
As her taste of heaven fills my coffer
And her juicy flesh runeth over, my lips
down my chin, back and hips

H.G. Swells

Holey Ghost

Quench My Fire

Baby, quench my fire
Baby, drench my desire
Baby, gimme some, of your cool water

Baby, make me come higher
You know I’ll not tigher
As we light each other’s fire

Baby, quench my fire
Baby, let my wandering mouth
Slowly lose your blouse
Baby, let’s get higher
Baby, let’s ignite our

Baby, let me loosen your jeans
And slip your silk panties
Baby, let my mouth get a grip
While our lips lock
And our guns get cocked,
Loaded, and ready to fire

Baby, quench my fire
Baby, give me your lips
Baby, give me your hips
And gimme me some
Of your hot cool water

H.G. Swells

catefrances

to everyone who has added to this thread. thank you. it's been more than a small pleasure reading your words.

Holey Ghost

cate, I'm glad you enjoy all the interaction, the reactions, the actions, the friction, the diction, the....love makin', the bakin, the shakin' the quakin'..the takin' the givin' the strokin' the tokin' the peaches n' bananas....and am very glad you're a fan....but jump in (the jacuzzi is hot )and give us your best shot....it's all in good fun!

Holey Ghost

I Wanna Make Ya Sweat

Baby I wanna make ya sweat
I wanna getcha girl
Nice and sweet, and really wet
Baby, I wanna make ya sweat

I wanna work really hard
And make your silky skin glisten
And wanna see beads all over your body
Then baby, I wanna get naughty

And make you sweat girl
I want to see you drippin’
I want to see you soaked
I want to see you panting
I want to see you wanting
I wnat to see you begging
I wanna see you yearnin’
For my bone to make you dry
I wanna see you sigh
I wanna see you high
I wanna see you fly

Baby I wanna make ya sweat
Cuz I am yearning, I’m learnin
How to make you wet
How to make you sweet
How to sweep you off your feet
And make you a glistining treat
To make you release
Some hot smokin’ heat

Baby, I wanna make ya sweat
till you're all wet

H.G. Swells

catefrances

Holey Ghost wrote:

cate, I'm glad you enjoy all the interaction, the reactions, the actions, the friction, the diction, the....love makin', the bakin, the shakin' the quakin'..the takin' the givin' the strokin' the tokin' the peaches n' bananas....and am very glad you're a fan....but jump in (the jacuzzi is hot )and give us your best shot....it's all in good fun!

i like to watch.

Being Enlightened

Oooo, ooooo,
HOT! HOT! HOT![/color

That big, juicy
foot long
sausage dog

Cover you in
condom-ents
wrap you in my bun

Dig on in
and take a bite,
and feel your juices run

Mmmm, mmmmm,
*slurp, lick*

Rub you off my lips
then, suck what's left
off of my fingertips

Being Enlightened

Being Enlightened wrote:

Oooo, ooooo,
HOT! HOT! HOT!

That big, juicy
foot long
sausage dog

Cover you in
condom-ents
wrap you in my bun

Dig on in
and take a bite,
and feel your juices run

Mmmm, mmmmm,
*slurp, lick*

Rub you off my lips
then, suck what's left
off of my fingertips

Edit Edit

Holey Ghost

mmmmm ......

I can't promise a foot long
ever since me x/g/f
bit off six

Now I've left
for me stick
is the other six

Yet I think it's still a tasty sausage
with all your fave condom-ments
with a little mayo and pickles ln the side
I'm sure it'll be filling, your insides

But if you swallow it whole
just don't bite down
when you hear me shoutin' out
or y'e might sever ,the six I've got left
and from then on, I'll be one sorry soul
who'll have to make do, w/o a rod to reel
...no banana to peel

and I will be stuck
drivin' a sem- truck
givin' you just peanuts and beer
ste'd of all the foot long
I long to give yer, year after year

At the baseball park after dark,
all season long,. with your thong
but me, no dong, so ya say "so long"
"Better Luck! Next Year
your season is over
'less yer drivin' a Ranger Rover"
...and get an attachment, a replacement
a placement, and season tickets
then I'll ride out, yer diss'poiintment"

Holey Ghost

To be your banana split
Sprinkled with nuts and whipped cream
It’d be like being on the thresh of a dream
As your mouth took its first bite
Your sensuous lips cover the tip of banana
As the sprinkled nuts tickle your chin
While your tongue licks up some the white stuff
And you tangle the cherry between your lips
Then you slowly bite till the juice snakes
All the down your throat
You savor the last drop between your tongue and teeth
Till you swallow long and hard

Now you’re ready for another bite of nuts
As the whipping cream lingers
on the caresses or your mouth
yet of it’s luscious flavor you can’t seem to get enuff
so you slowly lick the scent of nuts
whipping cream, and banana off your finger
Now, your wish you’d also asked to be served
Some caramel or chocolate
That would have been a bit more sticky
And stuck to your mouth and tongue
Before you swallowed its heavenly taste
But that’s okay, cuz you discover a trace
Of some leftover strawberry ice cream
That me, your lover, offers to lick off your face

There’s nuttin' better in this whole world
Than a ice cream luvin’ girl, who loves to share
A banana split, and to savor it as much as you do

I’ll think we’ll order a banana split, big enuff for two
So I can share bananas, nuts, the cherry
And the whipping cream, all with you

H.G Swells

stoneygali

A kiss
...... stirs Desire.
.......Our hands roaming freely,...................................... Arousal’s
.......soul and mouth are one........................................... a jewel,
................................................................held close in our hands,
............................................................as clothing comes undone.


..................................... Kissed with our lips,
................................... kissed with fingertips,
.................................kissed with sentient love!
...................................This jewel’s bright shine,
......................................reflects the Divine,
................................. revealing the God of love!


................................. As our bodies entwine,
................................. your eyes mirror mine,
.......................... reflecting the thoughts in our head:

................Ah! Creation's Delight! ... Such a radiant sight,
.................. Intoxicating art, ... makes my heart ignite!
........... unveiled to my sight! ... I see your delight in your face!
.............. My soul now imbibes,... As I drink from your eyes,
........... the sound of your sighs, ... coming from deep inside,
..... inciting Love’s devoted part! ... I’m rapturous in your embrace!

.................................. And now, Soul with Heart,
..................................... my Love I’ll impart,
................................ laying you down on our bed...

FinsburyParkCarrots

Parents,
parents,
stop
fucking
in the rucking.

All you'll get
for your sweat
and load breath
amid death

isn't mystic.
Just this statistic:


Sharing the date of Hiroshima. with
Honours, Andy Messersmith:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andy_Messersmith

stoneygali

I can’t split a tree, and I
can’t split you.
I love trees though, anything
that pierces through a rim of dirt-

black eye and sticky lungs.
The weight of soil can distract the innocent seed
and worm from the hope the sun
whispers right above the tousled ground.

I revere this push, this battle the earth
enforces for the seedy babies growth.
I revere a flower who thinks of the sun as her kin.
The oak and palm and cedar humble me

with their love for a day, whether it
sobs to fill alleys or shines enough for Messiah…
even in corners that wear cloaks
and smile inside the murky waters.

The sun would give up his buttercup wear
for a moon’s sober cobalt face,
if I split you in two. Half of you
would be half of a babies jubilee,

the black, divorced of white on
a Siberian Husky’s back. A tree
with half of it’s adult memory and
me without my leaves.

stoneygali

Holey Ghost wrote:

Quench My Fire

Baby, quench my fire
Baby, drench my desire
Baby, gimme some, of your cool water

Baby, make me come higher
You know I’ll not tigher
As we light each other’s fire

Baby, quench my fire
Baby, let my wandering mouth
Slowly lose your blouse
Baby, let’s get higher
Baby, let’s ignite our

Baby, let me loosen your jeans
And slip your silk panties
Baby, let my mouth get a grip
While our lips lock
And our guns get cocked,
Loaded, and ready to fire

Baby, quench my fire
Baby, give me your lips
Baby, give me your hips
And gimme me some
Of your hot cool water

H.G. Swells

She bends and folds to him
He stiffens and pulls her in
Solemn touch and lovers’ whim
Beads of sweat; damp forms begin
Their passion burning in the night
Nude forms glistening in the light

A gentle trail up her spine
His steady gentle kisses’ caress
The tingle of her touch divine
With hands upon his beating chest
Kneeling down between her thighs
A pause to gaze into her eyes

Slowly easing deep inside
Til’ nothing left for him to share
To his love she opens wide
Moaning for his loving care
The dance continues with a steady thrust
She bites her lip fulfilled by lust

A tangled mass of writhing limbs
Gentle thrusts and grinding hips
No better workout in any gym
Wrestling tongues and bitten lips
Pleasure rubs their moistened skin
Grinding together again and again

The couple remains in a deep embrace
He begins to feel a growing quake
Their pounding hearts increasing pace
Becoming rigid, she begins to shake
Wrapping her legs around his back
Her rasping screams too much to take

He groans then thrusts one last time
Releasing and feeling his lust inside
Kissing deeply to the lovers’ rhyme
Their shared feelings can not subside
A constricting bond they hold on tight
To embrace the love they’ve shared tonight

Being Enlightened

Holey Ghost wrote:

To be your banana split
Sprinkled with nuts and whipped cream
It’d be like being on the thresh of a dream
As your mouth took its first bite
Your sensuous lips cover the tip of banana
As the sprinkled nuts tickle your chin
While your tongue licks up some the white stuff
And you tangle the cherry between your lips
Then you slowly bite till the juice snakes
All the down your throat
You savor the last drop between your tongue and teeth
Till you swallow long and hard

Now you’re ready for another bite of nuts
As the whipping cream lingers
on the caresses or your mouth
yet of it’s luscious flavor you can’t seem to get enuff
so you slowly lick the scent of nuts
whipping cream, and banana off your finger
Now, your wish you’d also asked to be served
Some caramel or chocolate
That would have been a bit more sticky
And stuck to your mouth and tongue
Before you swallowed its heavenly taste
But that’s okay, cuz you discover a trace
Of some leftover strawberry ice cream
That me, your lover, offers to lick off your face

There’s nuttin' better in this whole world
Than a ice cream luvin’ girl, who loves to share
A banana split, and to savor it as much as you do

I’ll think we’ll order a banana split, big enuff for two
So I can share bananas, nuts, the cherry
And the whipping cream, all with you

H.G Swells

*sings, doing her best Tiny Tim impression * "Tip toe, through my two lips..."

I like this one, H.G. Swells. It's almost impossible for me to type more than 4 words without being interrupted here, but I'm gonna have a go at a response a little later. Interrupted creativity sucks!!!!

Jeez, Holey! Sounds like you got attacked by a she-beast! Bitch took 6---*YIPES*--hope she chokes on that awhile! LOL! You crack me up!

Holey Ghost

Baby, your backfield is in motion
As I want penetrate deep into you blue ocean

Maybe you’ll reward me
For my illegal use of hands
As your waves of water crash hard against my rocks
Turning my shoulders n’ boulders into sand
Maybe you’ll turn over the ball

While I take the palms of your hands
And you play me like a violin
While my lips caress and kiss you
Like no other man can

Your receiver waits to catch the ball
As a trick play touchdown is in your game plan
But I tackle you by your thighs and knees
And my lips end up on your hips as I catch your juking ass
And I take you to the ground
And wrestle your body to the grass

You still get your 1st down
10 yards on your next forward pass
While a red flag is thrown in your beautiful hald
on my borndog romping ass
For taking you down on the ground too fast
As I take you into overtime
To make the tick on the clock
Rock’ n Roll n’ last

Your score, I score
We’re both sore
Bruises and lumps all over our bodies
Yet we get up, and beg for more

It’s deep penetration we’re both cravin’
Hard hitting, each other on the ground
Till the horn sounds, last call
And our game is over
Till we get up, for each other
And wanna go another round, of footsie ball

~H.G. Swells

Holey Ghost

Being Enlightened wrote:

*sings, doing her best Tiny Tim impression * "Tip toe, through my two lips..."

I like this one, H.G. Swells. It's almost impossible for me to type more than 4 words without being interrupted here, but I'm gonna have a go at a response a little later. Interrupted creativity sucks!!!!

Jeez, Holey! Sounds like you got attacked by a she-beast! Bitch took 6---*YIPES*--hope she chokes on that awhile! LOL! You crack me up!

She-Bitch...yes. chomped off 6 inches and swallowed with a smirk on her face and didn't even bother to ask me if I could wrap the leftover six in a bun and finish the ball game

catefrances

treat me mean
keep me keen
roll me over
lick me clean
slap me down
upon the bed
kiss my flower
i'll give you head
run your finger down my spine
under the moon
to that place divine
gently does it
yeah that's it
tease me please me
lost inside
part my lips
work me good
come on baby
give me wood
slip it in
don't be shy
pump it up
make me sigh
bring it baby
bring it all
climb on in
the water's fine.