graccubus

Joined: August 6, 2013 (4 years old)
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if you frequent fss...you have less time for sex...unless, you're in it now...
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Magpakadisente (Salamat, Mikaela)

Submitted by on February 2, 2018 (4 months ago)
Posted in Poem: Tagalog | Categories: Erotic | Tags: , , , , , ,

matagal nang turo ng mga magulang sa atin,
tuwing kakain kutsara at tinidor ay gamitin,
bata pa tayo nang magsimulang sanayin,
na ang pagkain di dapat kakamayin.

mga dayuhan daw ang nagturo ng pagkadisente,
kaya magkukutsara at tinidor pati mga pobre,
kaya minsan may pobreng dumalo sa party,
hindi mapakali, paano daw ba kakamutin ang kate?

kay mikaela naman parang may demonyong nag-udyok,
sa kating naramdaman para na siyang hayok,
pero nagawa pang ang kanyang kamera ay itutok,
nagkamay na lang dahil wala siyang pambayok.

nagulantang pati mga netizen; para nang nag-aaway,
hindi na kinutsara ang mga sinasabi; lahat na pasaway,
pero nang mapanood ko tumulo rin ang aking laway,
syempre anong aasahan, natuto na rin akong magkamay...

hay, sarap...

1:31am 2.3.18 original graccubus...

Nagsimula sa Titik

Submitted by on January 30, 2018 (4 months ago)
Posted in Poem: Tagalog | Categories: Erotic | Tags: , , , , , , , , ,

tubong hawak, iba ang may ari,
bombang walang tigil kung maaari,
nag-uslian na ang mga litid,
habang ang hingal ay walang patid.

ikinubli sa dilim ng parke,
ang pagkakakitaang posible,
kaya gatas na ipapadede,
manggagaling na ba sa lalake?

ang inakong kontrata ng sarap,
sa batikang kamay ng mahirap,
lahat ng parte mahahawakan,
pati na ang mga maseselan,

halik sa labi, hindi kasama,
ipinagbilin pa ng asawa,
awit na sa kalul'wang binenta,
para sa kakaunting ginhawa.

anong tuwa na kung tumitilamsik,
itong hinhintay na tumalsik,
nagsimula sa malaking titik,
sa kamay ng putang humagikhik.

punasan ang pawis na malagkit,
nitong bayang alam na ang sakit,
minsan nahihiya na ang langit,
hindi na masagot ang bakit...

1.30.18 graccubus original...

"haidee"

Submitted by on January 1, 2017 (1 year ago)
Posted in Confession: True Story, Tagalog | Categories: First Time, Romance | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , ,

we all assume that confessions are truthful...
let us listen to haidee...
you, be the judge...

haidee

ako'y di naman kagandahang babae,
kaya't nakapagtatakang may nagpakilala sa 'king pogi,
sa aking ganda siya raw ay nabighani,
maari daw bang tawagin niya akong "honey"?

maamo ang kanyang mukha at may hanapbuhay,
kaya't ang puso ko sa kanya ayaw nang mawalay,
kahit ang pangalan kong totoo ay haidee,
pumayag na ko sa tawag niyang "honey".

minsan ninakawan niya ako ng halik,
tumakbo siyang palayo pero nangakong ito'y ibabalik,
ang dibdib ko ay parang sasabog sa galit,
pero sa totoo ay ‘wish’ ko lang maulit!

minsan sa loob ng sine, hinaplos niya ang aking legs
para akong mahihimatay sa labis na kilig,
at inisnab niya ang popcorn na baon sa sine,
sa halip ay nagkukot ng pulutang mane.

nang lumabas kami, sa hotel niya ako niyaya,
dahil umuulan masarap daw kumain ng piaya,
akong si gaga naman ay madaling napasunod,
e kase naman, basang-basa na ako hanggang tuhod.

sa loob ng hotel kami'y nagkwentuhan,
nang mainip, nag-aya siya ng kantahan,
naglabas siya ng ‘mike’ sa akin pinahawakan,
habang kumakanta siya, ako ang may tangan.

maya-maya dumukot siya ng piaya,
habang inaamoy niya, ako'y napatihaya
kinamay-kamay pa muna bago nilantakan,
sarap na sarap ako habang siya'y tinitingna...

Hoola Iskandal

Submitted by on December 28, 2016 (1 year ago)
Posted in Poem: Tagalog | Categories: Erotic | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

hoola iskandal!

dose pa lang, wala pang bulbol,
ang hindi mapigilang libog ay sumibol,
isa, dalawang daliri ang napiling remedyo,
hindi makuntento kaya ang sarili, binidyo.
[zm9dsdx]

si mang kanor ay nakilala niya nang siya ay kinse,
suporta, at kasama na ang libog kaya siya nakumbinse,
kung panonoorin wala namang pagsisisi,
pero natsugi si kanor noong dalawanglibo katorse.
[zpgwyud]

hawak pa ang naka-plastik na softdrink nang umupo sa tarugo,
kandangiwi ang bibig dahil sa tigas nito,
hinugot muna dahil baka raw may nagbibidyo,
nang walang makita sumakay uli at nangabayo.
[zee94tf]

maputi na ang buhok nang sa nene magpasasa,
nilawayan ng husto ang balahibong pusa,
makikita ang nene sanay nang turukan,
kuminig pa ang matanda ng ito'y putukan.
[gvog3ol]

nang si paulo perdigones ay rumampa,
seksing malaki ang suso ang kanyang tinira,
ang ganda ng bracelet, ang lakas tumawa,
limang salang ng bidyo bago nagsawa.
[pj7gan5]

may tuwang-tuwang tumatanggap ng payola,
habang umaararo naman sa basang bukid si bayola,
kapag nasira ang singkaw ay agad inaa-yosh,
sa sarap sumakyod, malapit ng tawagin ang diyos.
[ptguz3v]

nagsagupa ang lasal at ang atine-yo,
kung kanino mapupunta ang dangal sa ginawang video,
nandoon si aj, si abby ay talagang napasubo,
at nakakita tayo ng susong...

Does Being Cuckolded Cause Erectile Dysfunction?

Submitted by on October 21, 2016 (1 year ago)
Posted in Blog: Taglish | Categories: Erotic | Tags: , , , , , ,

can a husband keep the love for a cheating wife?

can he still live with her without physical contact?

can forgiveness have terms and still be called forgiveness?

does this love still falls on your personal perception of love?

does being cuckolded cause erectile dysfunction?

pondering about this case gave me more questions than answers...

anyway, i've written a fictional and whimsical poem for this...

pls excuse me for placing this item on a blog.
i do not have the luxury of time to wait for 5 hours
to post a poem.

wala nang hilot

ang pagsusumamo niya ay wag kong ipagkait,
na maranasan pa rin niya ang inaasam na langit,
sa aking pagwari at pagkaawa ay maaari datapwat,
maaari kang masugat kung iinom sa basong may lamat.

sa kapalaran kung sawi, araw-araw ay may pait,
bukas man ang pinto damdamin ay nakapiit,
makakita man ng bago ako'y manliliit,
dahil ang matandang ibon ay ayaw nang magalit.

hanggang ngayo'y hindi ko maisip bakit ako'y napaikot,
ng aking sinisintang dati nama'y pakipot,
at bakit lumuwang ang lagusang dati nama'y makipot,
at paano niya nalamang ang aking kaibigan ay may tagong supot?

kaya pala minsan sila'y nakita kong magkasabay sa kanto't
talo pa ang mga magkasintahan kung mga makapulupot,
ang sagradong butil pala na aking kinakain at s...

So Much Fuss About Vagina? Well, Thanks!

Submitted by on May 31, 2016 (2 years ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags: , , , , , , ,

i do not know if this work around is approved by the admin [i need 22 hours to submit a poem in a time that i do not have so, i make it as a blog! ]

i'm submitting a blog with an accompanying poem.

i always fall within the mystery why men have so much fuss about women's vagina. but when i think that what if one day men stopped wondering, pursuing, longing about the much coveted women's vagina the world will be left with artificial insemination! and vibrators and dildoes will have a record sale!!! men will suddenly stop fucking women! men will no longer salivate just looking at a woman's ass anymore! and what a lonely world will that be?

so, shall we be grateful that there's so much fuss about vagina?

here's a tribute to vagina...

the vagina flower

and so i am a farmer in this dreamworld,
i planted a flower, now unfurled,
there were luscious petals, only a few,
but always soaked in a sticky morning dew.

it's been 16 years long before it bloomed,
never smelled it but i know it's perfumed,
it's never seen the sunlight or drank milk,
always covered in a fabric, a cotton or silk.

it's as often as the moon when it cries in blood,
that's when men who don't want children would be glad,
but it seems fruitless couple would have to cry,
with endless kamasutras and another try.

i guard it agai...

Ay, Mani

Submitted by on February 13, 2016 (2 years ago)
Posted in Poem: Tagalog | Categories: Erotic | Tags: , , , ,

ay, mani...

may aleng magmamani nadaan sa amin,
nang aming natanong hindi alam sabihin,
kung paano ang ingles sa maning Malate,
at kung paano sa Latin ang maning Makati.

napilitan kaming sa kanya ipaliwanag,
may mani sa dilim, may mani sa liwanag,
ang mani sa dilim ay malapot at namamasa,
ang mani sa liwanag ay kimi at nahihiya.

napilitan din kaming sa kanya ipagtapat,
may maning hubad na, ang iba'y may balat,
may maning naluto, kulang sa salat,
may kulang sa hugas, sobra ang alat.

sa bandang dulo kami'y nagkatawanan,
nang nadako sa amoy ng mani ang usapan,
may maning ang amoy ay nakapagpapasaya,
may maning ang amoy daw ay nakakadismaya.

mayroon din palang maning pinakatago-tago,
kwarentang taon na, di pa nahipo,
nang unang beses na madilaan,
ala ey, masarap daw, ba't di siya nasabihan?

mayroon mani namang napaaga ang pag-ani,
habang niluluto nagkakanda- ngiwi,
sa mainit na mantika umaangat na ang puwet,
habang idinuduyan ng dilang malupet.

ha-ha! mani pa more...

graccubus original

febfourteentwentysixteen onethirtyam
 ...

A Woman's Confession

Submitted by on January 29, 2016 (2 years ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags: , , , ,

me and my hairbrush

i dont have a long hair,
but, to long for a hairbrush is fair;
the bristle part had not much i need,
more than the handle part can give.

it's actually a kind of comb,
that could be used near the womb.
some parts are made for drying moist hair,
and there are part for wetting moist lair;

it's a thing as innocent as can be,
but like heroes it has a naughty history;
and i thought that i know all the things it can do,
till come a day, that i lost my beloved dildo.

so, i found some hairbrush is bought,
not for its strong bristles, i thought,
but for its sleek ang ribbed handles,
and because i found what it fondles.

i brush my hair in the open, you can see,
but i love its handle more in privacy;
now, i use my hairbrush with more enthusiasm,
to have a wavy hair and orgasm.

tho, i dont have a long hair,
to long for a hairbrush is fair;
tho the bristle part had not much to give,
the naughty handle knows what i need.

graccubus original
jantwentyninetwentysixteen onepmtothreepm...

A Long Ride

Submitted by on January 11, 2016 (2 years ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags: , , , , , ,

a long ride

going home is a long ride...this, we both know.
the cold in the bus made us horny, a hint aglow,
my hand crawled over her legs, way under her skirt,
i'm greeted by wetness, oh my, muddy as earth!
it's a silky covering against a rough middle finger,
then she grasp my hand... funny, i know it's not anger,

i studied math...so, i learned to measure,
but, i didn't tell them i've mastered cliterature,
behind the silky covering, labia was introduced,
there's the boudoir in eden, the valley of juice,
i bowed to the queen, a squirming clit,
i gave her sweet caress till the bus was lit.

now she's going to alight, with a smile and a little shame,
so, i did what's polite... i asked her name...

original graccubus
januarytwelvetwentysixteen twothirtyfiveam...

Poem for wettpuss

Submitted by on January 9, 2016 (2 years ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags:

oh, how i want to be back at least once,
on that exact moment you were in trance,
on that starry night when your eyes soar to the sky,
while your heart's sauteing questions mostly of whys.

well, it's a bit diffrent for me, i tell you,
when i felt that entirely encompassing feeling, now, i knew,
then, i wish that moment if she and i were looking on the same star...
so goes, god, please let me make a poem to melt her heart...

and so it did, i find the perfect rhyme for her name,
then we marched to the altar...,coz we felt the same,
that's why on past moments we've been in trance,
we all wish to be back not just once...

how i wish i'm like you, a budding poet once again,
when lush dreams and whimsical wishes begin,
when words come insanely falling from the sky,
so, when you fin'lly make a poem, you're on a super high...

i made this poem for wettpuss...
i do not know her... but an innocent line shoot me back...
where i've been...

original graccubus januarytentwentysixteen onepm...

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