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"LOVE MAKING STORIES &
EROTIC POETRY"

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Submit Your Lovemaking Stories Here! Hello out there to all of you talented artists!
(i.e., poets, writers, and authors)

Would you like to have the world view your work of erotic poetry or lovemaking stories? If so, you can submit your work HERE and become
"The Erotic Master of the Month." I will then post your art at the top of this webpage as the winner and you can get feedback from our visitors. Also, there is a PRIZE for the winner!

Please do not send me books as I am not a publishing company. Only one page submittals will be accepted. Let’s showcase your talent!


The Erotic Master for the Month of
September 2011

"THE DREAM"

I'm standing here along the shore
With pleasant breeze, the sea a roar.
The sky is dark with stars galore.
The moon is one you can't ignore
With palm trees swaying for decor,
And were you looking for amour
As I am, there is nothing more
That any lover could wish for.
Oh, Eros, I so need to score.
You God of Love I do implore,
Please send me someone to adore,
Some one to love in close rapport.
My raison d'etre, I beg restore.
I'll swear I'm yours for ever more.
And suddenly, EVA GABOR.
The persperation 'gins to pour
Profusely from my every pore.
A gushing rushing wild uproar
Engaging raging mad furor,
Like damsels from the days of yore,
Or beauties from some mystic lore,
A vision with no metaphor.

But here, I wake up with a snore,
And everything is as before.
It's not the Hotel Commodore,
But just a flophouse I deplore.
Complete with odors I abhor.
And rather than a humidor,
My mouth tastes like the cuspidor
Beside the bed, the clothes we wore,
Are scattered round about the floor,
With beer cans maybe three or four.
Without a doubt, I'm very poor,
But with my lot, I'm never sore,
For there beside me, Eleanor,
My ever lovin' faithful whore.
Soon she'll awake and to be sure,
She'll want a third or fourth encore.
But that for me will be a chore,
For morning sex is just a bore.
Then after that, it's one more, or
We dress and hit the corridor.

by Hal O'Leary, Wheeling, WV


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Read What Other Artists Have Shared!

Click below to see contributions from other talented poets, authors, and writers!

The Dream  starstarstarstarstar
I'm standing here along the shore
With pleasant breeze, the sea a roar.
The sky is dark with stars galore.
The moon is one you can't ignore
With palm ...

Belly Dance  starstarstarstarstar
The flickering of the candles

Is the only movement in the room

Before I enter

The music undulating with the flame

I enter behind you

The ...

Let's Dance  starstarstarstarstar
This is the way it would be for you and me. I would invite you to a very private party. There would be just you and me. I see you arrive, and I am reminded ...

In The Dark  starstarstarstarstar
In the dark you walked up on me from behind and blind folded me. Whispered in my ear what you wanted to do to me. My panties were wet as you caressed ...

Imagination  starstarstarstarstar
I am at work sitting in my office
You walked by and smiled
I smiled back and continued sipping my coffee
You came back and asked for a favor

I ...

The Sound of my Heart Beats  starstarstarstarstar
Romance in your eyes play a major part,
to wine and dine me because of all your love
the ingredients of a very perfect start,
when you exposed your ...

A Poem For You  starstarstarstarstar
Within seconds I can see where this is going,
Accepting your lukewarm embrace and gentle kisses
I watch the instant melt down of your groin
as you massage ...

Prince  Not rated yet
The brown warmth of his skin
against my pure white sheets
The sheer maleness
dark, virulent hair across his chest, his body
he leaves small black hairs ...

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Featured Poet/Artist

"CROWN ROYAL"

Your hands on my hips pull me right back to you, I
Catch that thrust give it right back to you, you’re
In so deep I’m breathing for you, you
Grab my braids arch my back high for you, your
Diesel engine I’m squirting mad oil, aaahhh
Down on the floor til my speaker starts to boil,
I flip ish
Quick slip
Hip dip
And I’m twisted
In your hands and your lips and your tongue tricks
And you’re so thick and you’re so thick
And you’re so
Crown Royal on Ice
Crown Royal on Ice
On Ice
Crown Royal on Ice
Crown Royal on Ice
On Ice

Jill Scott The Real Thing - Words & Sounds, Vol. 3


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