Could you be a Poet but didn't know it.

Originally Posted by randolph

I want to kiss your lacy panties and feel the warm bulges inside.

Oh, I wish I were a pair of tranny panties
All silky smooth and ringed with frilly lace
I wait for her to waken in the morning
I feel the smoothness of her legs
as she slowly slips me up her thighs
I wrap around her lovely tranny goodness
I feel so happy now I am where I want to be
I know she enjoys the feeling I provide
Caressing and squeezing her lovely hide
My lacy frills like lips are kissing her lovely cock
And make it swell within my silken nest
I slide around her throbbing cock
And make swell some more
She reaches down and rubs it through my lacy threads
It's is getting huge can barely contain it
It's stretching me to the limit
She's moaning I know she wants to cum
Her throbbing cock bursts out of me
She strokes it hard as she holds her balls within my lacy embrace.
At last she cums and covers me with her sweetness
Oh yes it's so good to be a pair of tranny panties.

Very nice:D

[randolph]

some trannys like their fannies
others like their cocks
when testosterone is surging
their cocks feel the urging
they hug and kiss with lips so sweet
their girly beauty is really neet
two tranny cocks would like to meet
to do some noodling
it's such a treat
cocks are rising to touch each other
no need for the other
forget the boys with their little toys
our tranny cocks are for us alone
to love and suck and lick all night
we hold hands and sip some wine
go back to bed and forget the time
our tranny love is meant to be
it's our destiny to be free

[11creations]

wow, very nice poems

We ride the night
as the wind flows through the trees and sweeps our hair into the light
we ride the night
as we fly swiftly down the kind hart of evil whispers good night
we ride the night
an abyss of darkness shows no flight
we ride the night
as a stranger walks into the light
we ride the night
may I have your eyes
let me be your demise
allow me to show you size
so you to may realize
the stranger in sight
we ride the night.

[moonvisage]

Over hill and over dale,
the local men she would all nail.
T'was the wind that swept her hair,
as she fed on country fare.

The sperm would flow,
The throat would gag,
Those brand new tits,
Never once did sag.

The men would gather,
And wank for fun,
as she happily drank
The Horses Cum!