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How To Spend A Friday Night Home Alone

From D. D.'s # 1 Fan - If you heading home on this Friday night - or if your already there - damn another Friday night alone.  Don't despair... Why not just slip over to Amazon Kindle, or Smashwords and find yourself a Novel, Short Story or book of erotic poetry, to help you through your Friday night.

What is even better is that the gift you give yourself tonight, will keep on giving to you any time you pick it up.  That is the beauty of books, either in paper or e-books.  They can take you places you may have only dreamed of, or take you on a fantasy ride.  They can may you laugh or make you cry.  They can be your best friend at any time.

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So get yourself a chilled  bottle of wine, or your favorite adult beverage, get dressed for comfort and find out just how much a Friday night alone can be.

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A New Poem by D. D. "Which is More Erotic

Which is More Erotic:

Is it Satin and Lace

Or leather and vinyl

It might just depend

On the mood, you are in.

If you making love

To that special someone

Then for me satin and lace

 Would take first place.

But if you’re having sex

Be they dominate or slave

Then leather and vinyl

Are better suited for a slave.

Ah, but alas,

There are those times

When both you and that

Someone special share a kinky mood.

Then might I suggest

That what is called for

Is the proper use and

Mixture of all four

Soft sensual satin

To tie your love down

Spread open on the bed

Yours to tease and please

A sheet of vinyl to

 Protect your bed

While a mask of vinyl

Adorns her head

Lace to adorn both

Above and below

Both sewn with

Perfectly placed holes

Knee high, leather boots

Your feet do adorn

One more addition in leather

For midway up is a leather horn

Yet might I suggest

A few more items to the fun

A glove of mink to stir the senses

Feathers with which to tease

And for your sweet tooth

Chocolate and whipped cream

To join with her nectar

When you allow her to please

Whether dominate or slave

Or with that special one

Tease as torture

Can produce a massive cum.

By D. D

©August 14, 2014

Suzy Q. Stories Publishing

P. O. Box 143, North Chili, NY 14514

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New Poem - Idle Hands & Erotic Thoughts

Idle Hands & Erotic Minds

These hands of mine

At this moment in time

Have nothing to occupy

Them except for idle time

Which for someone

With a mind like mine

Where erotic thoughts

Lurk in hidden nooks of my mind.

What happens when you mix

Hands with ample idle time

With the erotic thoughts

That keep surging in my mind

Hands which were once idle

Become hands with a singular mission

Their mission, why to act out

The erotic thoughts in my mind

One hand slowly unbuttons my blouse

As the other slips to my lap

Lingering only long enough to add fuel

To the fire started by the hand at my blouse.

While one hand has finished the buttons

With, practiced ease and slips under my blouse

The other hand slides down my thigh;

To my dresses hem, and deftly slips inside.

One hand free to caress

My lace and satin covered breasts

While the other hand slowly travels

Up my naked skin in search its satin goal.

Nipples, taunt with erotic desire

Beg my hand to bring them pleasure

I feel my dampness begin to flow;

Darkening the veil of satin; shielding the goal.

My upper hand slips under

The covering of satin and lace

Caressing the sensitive nipple

Painting a smile; on my face.

While my lower hand has found

That ever so sensitive G spot

At the heart of my flowery petals

Causing my body to emit a lovely sound

Idle hands and idle thoughts

Now a part of the past

Replaced by multiple erotic thoughts

That guides my hands and brings me pleasure.

By D. D.

©June 10, 2014

Suzy Q. Stories Publishing

P.O. Box 143, North Chili, NY 14514

All Rights Reserved

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Suzy Q. Stories Publishing - Erotic Poem

Wet Screw

Sad and blue, know idea what to do,

No idea what is making me sad,

No idea what is making me blue.

Maybe I just need a wet screw.

Not a hard like steel screw

But yes a screw to hold it tight.

Not a screw with a sharp point

But yes a screw with threads and ribs.

Tapered and pink, but no place for a driver.

Hard and pink: but not from a raging pulse.

Powered or un-powered, slippery when wet

It just might be the best screw yet.

Driven by hand, leaving the other free

To roam and caress what ever needs attention.

Some even come with little power cells

To help me have a real wet screw.

No longer sad and blue,

I’m feeling truly gay and pink.

After thoroughly enjoying, my very

Wet: and wonderful tasting screw.

©May 29, 2014

D. D.

Suzy Q. Stories Publishing.

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No Tease Tonight

I just realized that this is my 101st post

And like so many this just flowed out of me. It should also give you an idea of the mood that I am in tonight. 

No Tease Tonight

I’m too tired to tease

What I need is

To be on my knees

For I am so ready to please

Ready to kiss my way

Up from her knees,

To her hairless pink lips

Glistening with her need.

Her little bud protruding

Just begging to be sucked

She’s just what I need

She’s so ready to be fucked.

My lips circle her bud,

My tongue dances on the tip,

Her hands in my hair;

Keeping my fire to her wick.

He fire is raging

Growing strong and brighter

With each sucking kiss…

With each probing lick…

She cries out, I need you too,

And I spin myself around

Never loosing contact;

With her jerking mound.

I lower my hips, to

Her waiting lips and tongue

I cry out against her

As they make contact as one.

Two women needing to suck

Two women needing to please

Both getting fucked,

And I’m still on my knees.

©May 16, 2014

D. D.

Suzy Q. Stories Publishing

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