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Poems About Pie

Mister Anderson​(dom male)
4 years ago • Apr 28, 2020

Poems About Pie

Mister Anderson​(dom male) • Apr 28, 2020
I fed her a taste of my blueberry pie
from the tip of my finger.
Before the juice dissolved on her tongue,
she was mine.

Later, her lips were stained dark bruised blue,
I rested my teeth on her throat,
and felt her swallow.
Bunnie
4 years ago • Apr 28, 2020
Bunnie • Apr 28, 2020
Can we join?
Bunnie
4 years ago • Apr 28, 2020
Bunnie • Apr 28, 2020
Her cherry lips look like rubies
Burned around the edges.
Not so perfect anymore.
I watch the juice as it runs down her chin
And reach out a finger.
What I really want to do though is lean across and lick
All the way from those lips to wherever the sweetness takes us.
Sweet cherry pie.
Is it the pie I want?
Or this woman sitting before me devouring it like life itself?
Her greed is infatuating.
I am not the only one mesmerised.
As our eyes meet I know he is hard.
We share the same thoughts.
I excuse myself to go to the restroom
and wait
Cursing myself...
and that damn pie.
Duke Montefort​(dom male)
4 years ago • Apr 29, 2020
Duke Montefort​(dom male) • Apr 29, 2020
she is not MacIntosh.
She is not Granny Smith
She is Delicious and she is Red.

14 apples diced and spiced
I baked a pie to match her beauty
Her red lips delicious and spiced

My love made the pie to match
My Red with the pie did dispatch
I looked upon her eyes, and I knew I had caught my catch.
Mister Anderson​(dom male)
4 years ago • Apr 29, 2020
Mister Anderson​(dom male) • Apr 29, 2020
I tied her hands to the headboard,
laid her on her belly.
A plate of apple pie resting on her back.
I pushed myself between her legs
and took my pleasures,
leaving only crumbs.
SSG{ENM-TLP}
4 years ago • Apr 30, 2020
SSG{ENM-TLP} • Apr 30, 2020
He brought her favorite
juicy and sweet delight
She snuck into the kitchen
didn't turn on the light

He knew her well
waiting in anticipation
She opened her mouth
and received his erection

Such a mouthful he was
her favorite flavor no doubt
He spread his juicy delight
across her face and mouth

Oh that damn pie
so sticky and sweet
Guaranteed her forever
to bow at his feet
Mister Anderson​(dom male)
4 years ago • May 1, 2020
I imagine sin tastes like strawberry pie.
Red and sweet.
filled with promise and shame.
Won't you join me, and curl up around a slice.
And hold your mouth just close enough
for
a
taste.
Bunnie
4 years ago • May 2, 2020
Bunnie • May 2, 2020
It’s not for everyone.
Some will venture out occasionally to walk the edge
But most of the time it’s within the confines they settle
Memories prefer to nestle amongst the sweet bosom of childhood.
Who among us has braved the seas of the unknown long enough to discover a land beyond the sweetness?
In a valley of tang and sourness
this journey must be taken alone
Cherishing the way these unfamiliar sensations lead toward new discovery.
Rhubarb pie
Oh how you’ve opened my eyes
To lands beyond smoke and mirrors.