Sex, erotic poetry, Kink Volume Two Z.P. Phillips Sex, erotic poetry, Kink Volume Two Z.P. Phillips

Pleasure

In a world of pain,
Perhaps my presence
Can bring pleasure

Thus I promote
Promiscuity and perversion
Power exchange and puppy piles
People embracing their power
Pushing their limits while playing
But also providing aftercare and protection

Sure
Good pussy and penis is pleasing
But don’t forget that peace can be procured
By patiently providing a purposeful passion
That goes far beyond penetration

Please consider my poems
Pause any preconceived notions and pretend that your presumptions are not present
Because it’s time to procure a partner and play

 

In a world of pain,
Perhaps my presence
Can bring pleasure

Thus I promote
Promiscuity and perversion
Power exchange and puppy piles
People embracing their power
Pushing their limits while playing
But also providing aftercare and protection

Sure
Good pussy and penis is pleasing
But don’t forget that peace can be procured
By patiently providing a purposeful passion
That goes far beyond penetration

Please consider my poems
Pause any preconceived notions and pretend that your presumptions are not present
Because it’s time to procure a partner and play


 
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Internet Slut

I’m an internet slut,
attracting all the eyes,
hands down my pants,
satisfying the guys.

Getting paid,
following my pleasure,
doing what I like,
cumming at my leisure.

Don’t judge,
accept your jealousy,
you’re not as free,
nor sexy as me.

I know you wish,
secretly to copy,
because your efforts just,
leave your men floppy.

But they come back to me,
day after day,
with their time and attention,
oh yes and their pay.

You are too old-fashioned,
too prudish and afraid,
to embrace your sexuality,
and actually get laid.

So, call me a whore,
a trollop, or a tramp,
but we both know your sex game,
needs a serious revamp.

 

I’m an internet slut,
attracting all the eyes,
hands down my pants,
satisfying the guys.

Getting paid,
following my pleasure,
doing what I like,
cumming at my leisure.

Don’t judge,
accept your jealousy,
you’re not as free,
nor sexy as me.

I know you wish,
secretly to copy,
because your efforts just,
leave your men floppy.

But they come back to me,
day after day,
with their time and attention,
oh yes and their pay.

You are too old-fashioned,
too prudish and afraid,
to embrace your sexuality,
and actually get laid.

So, call me a whore,
a trollop, or a tramp,
but we both know your sex game,
needs a serious revamp.


 
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Say Yes

I won’t chase you.
I don’t play games.
I speak clearly.
I will tell you what I want.

Then I will wait
for you to decide.

To open up.
To flirt.
To play.
To submit.
To follow.
To let me in.

I will wait for you
to say yes.

 

I won’t chase you.
I don’t play games.
I speak clearly.
I will tell you what I want.

Then I will wait
for you to decide.

To open up.
To flirt.
To play.
To submit.
To follow.
To let me in.

I will wait for you
to say yes.


 
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