- Erotic Poetry
- O Mother Dear
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Feel free to hum "America The Beautiful" while reading this poem.
How beautiful your hazel eyes,
With slightly golden fleck,
Your amber hair, so softly lies,
Upon your graceful neck.
O Mother, Dear! My Mother, Dear!
Your lips have made me stand
And my manhood feels oh, so good,
Within your dainty hand.
How lightly you approached my bed,
You thought I was asleep,
But when you pulled my covers down
I wasn't counting sheep!
O Mother, Dear! My Mother, Dear!
Let's have no subterfuge.
For I'm awake and you shall take
Me into your refuge.
Below your fertile belly lies
The pale down of your nest
Well guarded by your shapely thighs.
I beg this one request:
O Mother Dear! My Mother, Dear!
Attend my heartfelt pleas,
Accept the joy from your own boy
And separate your knees!
I'm 20 now. You're 39.
We both of us are fit.
And you are in this bed of mine,
Let's see what comes of it!
O Mother, Dear! My Mother, Dear!
You crept into my room.
I'll fill your need and plant my seed
Deeply inside your womb!
Now this is how I remember
That seminal event
Which occurred in late December.
Our Christmas was well spent!
O Mother, Dear! My Mother Dear!
We both love what we've done
As you brought to the world anew
my brother and my son!
Now heavy are your breasts with milk.
A glow shines on your face.
You wear a nightie of sheer silk
As we sit and embrace.
O Mother, Dear! My Mother, Dear!
I'm sure our son won't care.
I'll suck on you and when I'm through
There'll still be plenty there.
But that's not all, my sweetest pet,
There's more that we can do.
For I can feel you getting wet
And I'll take care or you.
O Mother, Dear! My Lover, Dear!
Cast bread on the water!
I'll have you here, and have no fear,
We shall have a daughter!
My mother was well satisfied.
We made love through the night.
In all positions that we tried,
We each had our delight!
My loving dear, my love most dear,
Was ripe to spread her legs.
My sperm swam up her loving cup
And fertilized her eggs!
We've been discreet through all of this
With flawless decorum.
My Father thinks the kids are his
Which is all good for him.
My Mother Dear's my lover dear,
We're still a bonded pair.
But don't feel bad for Dear Old Dad,
We're smart enough to share!
- COMMENTS
Anonymous8 months agoIt reminds me of the actual incestuous fucks I have with my son, unbeknown to my husband.
Anonymousover 8 years agoof hot motherfucking! A song of love by a boy to the warm wet welcoming cunt he came out of 20 years before. No one can ever love that wonderful hairy hole between a mother's legs like the kid who was born from it. And moms everywhere are waking up to that fact. So they're spreading their chubby thighs for their own boy's fat young penis, and the son's sliding that penis up into the ultimate vagina of all his dreams and blowing his young balls up where his mommy carried him for nine months. Mom and boy understand that up his own mother's cunt is where a son's semen belongs.
