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Thursday, June 17, 2010

Late for lunch... Picture Poem... (prose)


Long tall and muscular,

He stood next to the kitchen table...

A smile ran from ear to ear on his masculine face,

As steam rolled up from the surprise dinner he had made...

A delicious presentation I must agree,

A hot firm burn and a big piece of lean steak entice my appetite...

As he leans forward to add a dish of fresh vegetables, surprisingly I heard my voice say "Wait!"

A curious look was now drawn of his face...

A single finger pointed at his pants,

I suddenly heard my voice say, "Drop them"

After flashing an inquisitive smile,

He unbuckled his belt, and eased his pants down to the floor

Again a smiled flashed across his face,

And again my fingers pointed,

This time at his shorts,

"Drop them" echoed in the room...

Long fingertips eased into his shots elastic and pushed them down pass the thickness of his thighs, then let them fall to the floor...

My eyes glanced at what would be a great first course meal,

It was thick and lean, and it's inner cream was not only delicious, but was full of protein...

After feeding my eyes full of him, my finger swirled in a slow circle,

His body responded by turning around...

Again my eyes lingered on the masculine shape of his body, they glared at his thick hard buns that was "Fit for a queen"...

After filling my eyes of his tight buns,

My voice whispered, "Turn around please"...

His body slowly turned around,

But this time he had brought a bigger portion of meat for me to dine on...

My eyes glared at the meat between his legs dancing in the air,

Thoughts of lust was now leaving a tingling feeling in my loins...

Just as I felt my face was about to flush, my finger pointed at his shirt,

"Off" my voice demanded,

And again his body followed my voice orders...

As his shirt was half over his head, my voice yelled, "Stop!"

His body freezes in place...

I walk over to him and run my fingertips over the tautness of his buns,

I squeeze on their roundness, then ease my hands forward around his body,

and surround the base of his protruding meat...

As my fingers stretched around the wide girth of his harden meat,

A adrenaline rush of excitement rush through my body,

I quickly release it before I lost all control...

As I lay my hands on his back, the soft touch makes his body squirm, we both giggle at his reaction...

Gingerly I walk my fingertips up the middle of his back,

Across the bulge in his arms,

And then I gently turn him around

I smiled at the sight of his arms in the air, and his face smothered under his shirt...

"Shirt off"' my voice barked like a Drill Sergeant in the army...

He struggles to get the shirt over his massive arms; I step forward and help him pull it off, and discard it to the floor…

They say presentation makes the meal,

And his full presentation had my lustful hunger ready to eat...

"Lay back" my voice command...

After my finger pointing help guide him to the spot on top of the table were I wanted him, my eyes again feasted on his presentation...

My mouth watered as it opens wide, to taste the first course of my five course meal...

12 comments:

  1. Green Eyed Frenchy, I would love to share with you... lol...

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  2. this meat looks delicious and must even taste better like hot&creamy

    very nice the way u play the game before eating up

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  3. ... me sobran las tostadas... jijiji!!! Besos mil!!!

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  4. I pass with those invitations jajaja, but those words are perfect, as always.

    Un abrazo amigo!

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  5. 1manview querido tudo bem ,passando para uma breve visitinha ,a imagem muito linda!o lanche deve estar delicioso! bjuuu mil e abraços meus
    fatti.

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  6. Se te derem mil motivos para chorar,
    Mostre a eles que você têm mil e um motivos para sorrir!
    Tudo na vida têm os dois lados da moeda.
    Um dia choramos ... Outro dia sorrimos!
    Um dia perdemos ... Outro dia ganhamos!
    Mas pelo menos viva aquele momento!
    Ou fique apenas observando a vida passar!

    Um bom dia para si
    beijinhos
    O tempo não para, a escolha é sua!

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  7. Obrigado Fatti, têm um grande fim de semana

    Beijos ...

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  8. Princesa, Palavras de sabedoria

    Abraços ..

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  9. Syd, thank you as always... Hope your birthday was a great day...

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  10. Silvia, eres una niña traviesa .. jeje ...

    Abrazos ....

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  11. Poem, the cream is very rich and tasty...

    Thank you for stopping in....

    Have a great weekend...

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