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marie5555
Over 90 days ago
Bisexual Female, 58
0 miles · Manchester

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Flying makes Jennie excited

When high she is quite delighted

She's trying her luck

For a Club Mile High fuck,

Don't you wish you were invited?


It's been quite a while since I had

Roses are red,
it's good to be reading,
the fun sexy comments,
with Lynn of course leading.

A welcome to Anna,
so glad you are here,
I hope our suggestive rhymes,
cause you no fear.

We flirt and we tease,
all in good fun,
with double-entendres,
and the occasional pun.

I really did miss,
this thread while off-line,
we all have a favourite thread,
this one is mine.
Held inside your hand?
They say size does not matter,
Is that really true?
Flowers gone missing,
No floral garland ready,
to welcome me back?
Roses are red,
and I'm back on line,
problems all fixed,
and computer now fine.

The engineer who fixed it,
he almost got kissed.
So tell me quick,
what have I missed?

I know that I missed,
all the fun of this thread,
and the clever rhymes,
that end up in bed.



Roses are red,
Juli, I can tell,
from your brief verse,
that all is not well.

Do I get the vaguest
impression from you,
that falls of fresh snow,
are not your favourite view?

I have to admit,
it is only a guess,
but I did get that feeling,
I must confess.

I think what you need.
to banish your gloom,
is some hot fun and games,
in a cosy bedroom.
Roses are red,
I see RB is back,
of lewd invitations,
there is no lack.

From his erudite verse,
one thing is made clear,
my virtue's at risk,
should I let him near.

I know I do not class as a "great writer", but I have had several stories published.
I write because it is enjoyable for me to share some of my personal experiences with the readers here, and it brings back lots of memories for me. I also enjoy the comments I receive from the readers.
With fictional tales, it gives me something to think about on the long boring daily commute to and from work, so by the time I actually start writing. I have most of the story already played out in my mind, and from then on it is just like describing a film or a book, with me adding the feelings and emotions, as well as dialogue.
Most of my writing is done late evening or at night, when I am waiting for friends to come online, and there is little on tv.
Roses are red,
feeling better already,
now I know the cause,
my mood is more steady.

A drug I was on,
with some funny name,
has unpleasant side-effects,
they were to blame.

Now I am off that,
the bad feeling eased,
And I'm thinking RB,
must miss being teased.
Roses are red,
but I'm feeling blue,
been feeling this way,
for a day or two.

That's why I've not posted,
or joked in the thread,
something is messing
me up in my head.

I am seeing the doctor,
later today,
maybe she can discover,
why I don't feel like play.

Do my meds need adjusting?
Is it just a bad mood?
I want to feel playful,
cheeky and rude.
Roses are red,
the warmest February day
since records began,
it's time to play.

All in summer dresses,
the sun on my back,
panties left off,
not feeling the lack.

I know it can't last,
but while the sun's out,
I intend to enjoy it,
of that, there's no doubt.
Roses are red,
Lynangel came late,
it would not be right,
to make you sit and wait.

I'm sure we can find,
some company for you,
there's me, and Lynn,
and oh, quite a few.

I think once word spreads,
that you have arrived,
so many will find,
their passions revived.
Rainbows chasing clouds,
lovemaking beneath the sky,
grass under my back.
Snow white thighs open.
Warm wetness waiting within.
Inviting me in.
Roses are red,
Am I in time,
to join in the fun,
described in the rhyme?

I'm always ready,
to join in the play,
and 'til the end,
I will gladly stay.

Clothes are not needed,
for our all-girl treat,
it's all girls together,
as once more we meet.

Another new day.
More chances for sexy play,
with sweet loving friends.
Roses are red,
Well said, RB,
what you just said,
goes double for me.

sexy suggestive,
invites to be nude,
all are in fun,
and not downright crude.
This happened to me. My friend had a CD jukebox, and I set a few tracks for playing while we were in bed. I thought I had set for romantic tracks, but it seems he had put some CDs in the wrong places so we were just getting to the interesting bit and the next track came on. Freddy and the Dreamers-I Like It.
My stories are usually published the same day, but I tend to check stories at least three times before submitting them, as well as using Grammatical and Spellcheck to minimise as many spelling, grammar and punctuation errors as possible. The fewer errors in a story, the quicker it gets approved.
Paige joining our fun.
Lips kissing, hands caressing,
Who is first to come?
Roses are red,
I'll go to Gym,
or Colin, or Rod,
it keeps me slim.

Okay, that was bad,
even for me,
but I would not say no,
to fun for three.
Paige, always welcome,
two's company, three's more fun,
Welcome, get undressed.
Morgan Hawke's writing tips and advice in the Forum, everything anyone needs to know, with links to other useful pages. I thought I could write English, but after several returned stories, finally read the advice, and learned more than I ever did at school.
Warning all members.
The Haiku has been hi-jacked.
By Lynn and Marie.

Sharing thoughts carnal,
two minds on sensual paths,
merging together.
Erotic thoughts abound.
Poetic relief needed.
Haiku is perfect.
I enjoy this game,
it is almost as much fun,
as Roses are Red.
Roses are red,
can RB stoop so low,
and finally manage,
giving himself a blow?

Maybe taking up yoga,
would help him succeed,
in satisfying,
his sexual need.
Female tongue licking,
Warm wetness mingling with mine,
My lesbian love.