Queens, Their Pleasuring and Pleasures

By cnwriter..carolina,
Posted in Wikinut>Writing>Essays

Not everyone will like this. Those who have righteousness especially. This lays wide open the preferences of men and women. There will be those who quote with righteous indignation from the Bible...the great misunderstood book where everyone reads into what suits their preference. enjoy

For Women Know

oh oh oh

In times gone by the rule of queens was really not quite what it seemed 
For most was thought of as a dream
Amazons chock full of might
Breasts bare as they ran through the night
And pounced on all no matter who
To kill or make them bend to will

As lovers they preferred each other
(Even if this be not true
It makes a jolly exciting tale)
Besides a woman knows what women like
The softness and the caring touching
Cunt against cunt upwards moving
Breast to breast in joyous feeling

Preferences of Queens

who and where!!!!

Now with double entendre we can move
To a fascinating groove
About those men who women do prefer to be 
At least in sexual appetite
Feel cock up their backside more pleasure there for them

I knew a Frenchman once upon a time
Who did not know where his pleasures lay
Tired was he of shitting men (another play on words hey hey)
Although gay as a queen was he
Or at least he thought he was

Regaled me of past lost loves 

Parisian couturiers famous were they
But soon of him tired they grew
HIs ego too much it was for them

I like it...

oh oh oh

Again this pic comes into view
I like it very much I do
And since this is my page
I will do what I want to do

It seems a pity not
For expression has many forms
Different ways in which to go
Just like sexual appetites

Choose you the best for you and forever hold your peace!

The Loss of Dreams....

By cnwriter..carolina, 

This is a piece on a fallen fairy why and how she fell. Her job to spin dreams of many colours to place them on the eyelids of man.

• Lost..
• Pictures of the mind
• Emerging
• Knowing Inside
• Doing...
• Losing herself..
• 
  

Lost..

Lost in the Forest

Through the forest
She wandered
Lost
Not knowing where to go

No sound penetrated the
Darkness
Even the wind was still

A whimper escaped her
Lips so blue
Whilst all around
The silence grew

Pictures of the mind

Spinning dreams

A fairy world
She came from
Translucent blue and grey
With magic
Always being
The order of the day

Celestial skies
Deep green meadows framed
Where lambs played and gambolled
And shone the sun so brightly
Even when it rained

For this was an enchanted place
Where dreams were spun
In golden threads
Before lighting on the sight of men
Placing pictures in their minds

Emerging

Dreams...

From many levels they did come
High and low
Far and wide
All varied energies emerging
Into great swoops
Pictures of every shade and colour

Intermingled so they were
As ribbons caught and sewn
Together
In variegated bands
Each serving its purpose
As illusions often do

Knowing Inside

lilac thoughts and ribbons

Some to cloud the thoughts of man
Some to disturb
These were dark in colour
Red, black, dark blue
Colours true they were
For deeds they had to do

Yet ones of lilac, pink and white
Would light upon man's eyelids
And bring forth much delight
A smile upon their lips would form
Whilst deep in sleep they lay
For knowingness inside them
Still took place

Doing...

Fairy spirit

And she herself
Her body light as down
Transparent wings
Carrying her
Far and wide
Doing the work
She had come to do

Now for eons
With others of her ilk
They played their game
And plied their trade
Of night filled dreams
To all who fell asleep

Losing herself..

A Youth so fair...

It mattered not
To them
These bringers of fantasy
And the like
Their job it was to do

But how could she
Who knew so well
The dreams of man
Beguiled now
Herself too
For temptation takes on
Many guises

She followed thus
A bronzed youth
His golden curls
And deep green eyes
His body beautiful
And strong
Pulled her to him

Without thought of
All she left behind
She followed him

Erotic love it had become
Her body lithe
Lifting to him
And he in glory
And being man
Took her

And thus she lost
Her fairy ways
Her lips turned blue
As she became
A human maid

Now wanders she
In forest dark
Not knowing where
Or how to find
Her way back home

and so it is......

Hare-ing or Horing....Wot A Way to Go!!!!!!!

By cnwriter..carolina, Fictional Verse

Just like an old fable of the owl and the pussy cat so the hare and the hound can be changed into something rather different...a fun piece indeed for those who are not righteously indignant or indignantly righteous....enjoy

• Going Which Way
• The Opening
• Ecstasy
• Strait and Laced

Going Which Way

comme how....

The hare and the hore one lovely day
Decided to find an excitingnew way
Playing around could be such fun
High and low and inbetween
Ninety Six indeed

It matters not at all to me

For choices always they are free
When lovers together come
Perhaps lusters often we do mean

A bump a hump across a tree
That lines the way so beautifully
Into treasures hidden are they
Within a mass of clotted hair

The Opening

oh oh oh..

A projection long and pink
Sometimes mottled brown indeed
Expanding then in tandem sweet
Between a purse of wrinkled skin

Hiding there in glorious disarray
A sweeping fur of coloured hue
Leading the way
To treasures hidden deep inside

Ecstasy

hare and hore

The hore and the hare
Together did they
Go out and look for
Vicarious ways

Some they might find
So varied would be
To anything else
That had happened for them

A ritual intense
Lifting beyond
What had gone on before
An upheaval immense
Never again to experience]/i]

Strait and Laced

prudes and prunes...

If you mind on certain tracks doth run
Within this story you will find
A rather norty piece indeed

Then those of you so strait and laced
Will huff and puff indignantly
Forsooth ask if deleted it can be
Forget you do that words alone
Should not to you bring such aplomb

But then the choice is yours for you to make
As it will always be!!!!!

read more of my pages from erotica to spirituality and everything inbetween
hereA Vampyr Story
hereA Green Eyed Lady
hereLove and Hatred
here Sex Lies and GMO's
website: http://carolan328.wix.com/cnwriter

Adventures of a Different Kind..

a group of travellers set off
adventures theirs to seek
golden treasures and more
the leader young and swarthy skinned; four others were there
one a woman fair
a churning ravine blocked their way but cross they did with loss of one
and to the other side did come
here they  rested all so tired
sad at loss of one of them
depleted in energie;  all food gone

the woman stole away and on a  lowly barque stretched out so none would see
she sailed through ancient pillars of stone
knowing her lover close would be
she came to land of bounteous means
and in a glorious hotel found herself
solitary it was with only few
she saw the leader of the pack had arrived in front of her
he stood at desk and booked a room; and with him she did go
their suite of interconnecting rooms, narrow passageways
he stripped and showered waited for her;  his erection huge
she came to him laid down by his side

across the hall a woman sat beautiful was she lithe and golden haired
her body tanned
a countess of dubious means; looking for a needy man
rich and wanting of one like she

a young man came into the hall; handsome long haired
an artist drawing superbly
young woman's lover it was he
she saw him there and ran to see
leader pulled her from him and locked her in his suite of rooms

the young man in his dismay saw the countess
he made his way to her and lovers they became
till the leader struck him down and died he did
countess and young woman mourned for him
became friends and left the hotel far behind
to start a journey of their own

they travelled far cross land and sea
became they lovers intimately
enjoying the beauty of each other
thighs and inner precious places
lips and fingers all explored
hidden secrets in delight
softly curved bosoms buttocks
curve of elbow; crease of neck
all part of their intimacy
as on their journey made their way