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Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Happy Head Day.... American HaiKu

Hard and pulsating

Robust scent of male fragrant

A taste of its own



:American Haiku Has seventeen syllables in three phrases of 5, 7 and 5 respectedly

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Taste of 69..... Prose Poem/Rhyming

Naked creamy soft chocolate body laid in heat before my eyes,

As mines lay in an anticipated wait, opposite of yours...

A taste of chocolate past your lips,

As the taste of nectar whine past mines,

Slurpin', suction, popping, swallowing

Is all part of tasting love feast bestowed upon us...

Head tilts slowly up and down

As hips roll slowly roll around and round

While the organic taste of sex flows on the tip of our tongues...

(She)

My folds are open slowly, exposing the wet nectar inside

Sharp sensations roam freely throughout my body

Making my lungs gasp, my legs to stiffen

But my mind fight to maintain control, as my lips slowly devour his chocolate pole

While his tongue dip deeper, in my oasis of wetness...

(He)

As my tongue open and expose the sweet nectar hidden inside her folds,

The harden flash between my legs slowly ease passage past the softness of her inner lips,

Sharp sensations are bestowed inside my loins, causing my buttocks to flex tight, my back to arch, my fingers to tighten its grip on her bare flesh,

My first thoughts are to stop and fully enjoy the heart stopping sensations, but her intoxicating scent compels me to keep tasting the sweetness between the softness of her thighs...

(Her voice)

My body twist

My hips shift

My buttocks shake

My body quakes

My nectar flows

As if liquid gold

His tongue licks

Without a hitch

Bringing me to a fast coming rapture

As his lips suckle on my vulva lips, while holding them captured,

An escaped muffle scream

Past my lips as he devoir my clear cream...

(His voice)

As an envision of sensational emotions in my mind unfolds

Her lips suck deeply on the length of my chocolate pole,

The feel of my shaft falling in the deep suction of her hot wet hole

Sends sensations so deep inside me, they touch my soul,

Up, down, her lips ease over my girth in a rhythmic glide

Taking my soul so close to heaven, I thought I had died,

Sliding, gliding, tasting, teasing feels so extraordinary good

As my harden flesh stiffens harder then wood,

My mind is almost delirious

As her suction has become imperious,

My tongue pushes deeper in her soft swollen folds

Her orgasmic release she can no longer hold,

As her climax starts to come to a head

Her sweetest nectar overflows my mouth and drains into the bed,

Shake, rattle roll,

Both our bodies climax and lose control....

(Both)

Ejaculation of your creamy cream blast past my lips,

As my head repetitively bows down in a deep dip...

Around my head, clamped stiffened legs tremble and shake,

As I swallow her sweet clear nectar of ocean wake...

Flaccidity lays between my lips,

As his last drop of cream is sucked in by my lips last sip...

Weaken legs shake with after shock tremors and quakes

As I gingerly suckle on her haven awaiting its final shake...

Bodies lay in an exhausted state,

While that talk of us having none stop sex will surely have to wait...

Thursday, July 14, 2011

My Candles Burn For You.. BY PinkPolitics... My Poetic Guest

Poem was written by my poetic friend Pinkpolitics...


My Candles Burn For You
And...
I
Miss
You

One moment I am there
Fulfilling our every desire
Opening your mind to anything being possible
Inhibitions never enter the room
Making my body your canvas

The next
I'm gone
I’m staring into your brown eyes
Wishing I could stay
For one more night
I know you have more to give
As well, I do
My body still trembling
Your body still twitching
Our hearts still singing songs of
US

As I still feel
Our first kiss
Deep and passioned
The embrace of knowing
Even if for one night
You were my home
And I yours

Where my heart wanted to be
With you
Is where I find solace
Nothing or anyone else matter

Proceeding with my day
I reminisce
As I try to hug myself
Mimicking
You being in my arms
I Can't get the smell
Of you
Off of my skin
Nor do I want to

Being in seclusion with you
Renders me helpless
Helpless to your will
You have such erotic beauty
I can still close my eyes
And feel you softly touching me
My ears hear your erotic tunes
I love this place
In your charms

I am shaken by the thought
of
You possibly being with another
For them to experience
A sampling of your rhythm
And to taste the nector from your lips
The sweetness alone
Is enough to come back for more

Unpredictable life
Always has a way of interference
And we miss out
We miss out on
Opportunity
To bathe ourselves in passion
Unbridled

I give you me

You give me you

Living with your absence
I ponder many things
When will I see you again
Do we finish what we started
Or
Do we start over from scratch
How about we let our bodies decide

Simply put
My Golden Delight
I
Want
You
Again
And
Again
And...

My candles burn for you
And
I
Miss
You

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Touch Me Tuesday Pic and Poem ... Drip .... Prose Poem....


Lilliputian
Beads 
Of 
Perspiration
Ease 
Down
The 
Side 
Of 
Your 
Face...
Firm
Soft
Slender
Smooth
Legs 
Wrap 
Tightly 
Around 
The 
Masculinity 
Of
His 
Body
Frame...
Quiet moan 
Emerges
Pass your lips,
As 
The 
Swell 
Of 
My
Head
Submerge 
Into
The depths
Of
Your
Wetness...
Heat
Pressure
Greets 
My girth....
Throbbing
Head
Drives,
Downward,
Deeper,
To
Touch
The
Bottom
Of 
Your 
Comfort...
Hips
Gyrations
Slide
My 
Length
Up,
Down,
The 
Middle 
Of 
Your
Slick
Silky 
Smooth
Canal,
Bathing
In 
The
Simmering
Surreal
Submerged
Warmth
Of 
Soaking
Wetness....
Slow
Deep
Ride,
Glide,
All night
Long....
Heard
You 
Scream
His name
As 
I
Ride 
Tall 
And
Calmly
In 
Your 
Crystal
Clear
Cream
While I 
Manipulate
Your
Womb
To
Saturate
Your 
Bedspread....
Legs 
Spread
Open 
Wider
As
My 
Girth
Spreads 
Your 
Womb
Walls 
Open
To
Completeness...
Hips
Hesitate,
As 
Your
Lungs 
Hold
Its 
Breath...
Contractions
Convulsions
Escalate
Through 
Your 
Body
As I,
Quietly
Ride 
Inside 
Your
Quaking 
Thunderstorm...
Hear 
You 
Beg 
Him
To stop,
As 
My 
Actions 
Make 
You
Completely 
Wet,
Your,
Bed...
Head-down
Azz-Up,
Is
The 
New
Position...
Take
All 
Of 
My 
Hardened
Flesh 
Inside
Your warmth
Is
Your
Goal...
Roasting
Hot
Wet
White 
Creamy Seed,
That 
Ejaculates
Through 
My 
Swollen
Head
Slit
Is 
Your 
Reward
For 
Being
My 
Wanting
Willing
Desired
Lover...
Exhausted 
Bodies 
Lay
Motionless, 
While
Unhurriedly
Drip
Inside
The 
Heat
Of 
Your
Desire...








Friday, July 8, 2011

Forever Wet ... Prose Poem ... (forbidden challedge week)

I forgot to write down whose blog I recieved this Pic from, but as soon as I figure it out, I will thank them properly...

Shutter,
Is the state of my body,
As my mind anticipate "your taste"...
Warm breaths of air ease on my moister, as my swelling lips gradually unfolded...
Inhaled breath breathes in the aroma of my feminine fragrance,
As fingertips ease slowly up the tender flesh of my inner thighs,
Pushing my legs open wider,
So you can get: "Closer", to the source you are after...
Soft moist kisses, rain gingerly on the flesh of my thighs,
Head tilts back, eyes close, as my mind weeps in the swirling sensations...
Warm breath cools the wet trail that follows the pink pliable tip of your tongue,
Legs shiver as goose bumps runs up its sides from the sudden chill...
Breath withheld,
Bodies lay motionless,
Silence crowds the room surrounding, as our bodies, take in the moment...
Extended tongue softly ease across the swell of my folds, slowly tasting my droplets...
After first taste,
Comes another taste,
Then another,
Again another,
Just like a wine connoisseur, your tongue slowly taste small portions of the droplets of my honey nectar,
Letting its robust taste absorb into your tongue palette...
Penetration, deepens into my folds, as the pink tip of your tongue travels past their sides softness, tasting the full pungent sweet boldness of my flavor,
Enhancing a quiet scream from my lungs, that reverberates in my throat...
Hips tilts backwards, to entice your tongue to taste the even sweeter liquid fluid receding in the deepest, darkest, corner inside my womb depths...
Fingertips reach deep into the mattress, as overwhelming sensations unfold from the center of my folds, while the tip of your tongue, slowly sips and taste the warm wet offering presented before it...
My body lifts higher off the mattress as your tongue slip ever deep into my womb depths...
Hips gyrate in rhythm of your tongue deep lashing, as my lungs grasp for air...
Hips thrust upward wildly, as my hands pull and mesh your head tight into my thighs,
Finally out of breath, my body stiffens then spasm in orgasmic release...
Ears tune in the rapture of your lungs moans, as my purest sweet nectar floods your mouth, while your tongue dash on the tip of my most sensitive spot, until my orgasmic release resends...
My body crash downward onto the mattress like a comet that has traveled too close to the earth gravitational pull, and slammed into the ground,
As my mind cleared of the passing sensations, I pondered,
Why does anything that feels or taste so good to you, is forbidden...