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Monday, December 30, 2013

Regrets.... ( A spanking ) ... Prose poem ...

Over bended knee, her body suspended,
The rough side of his hand,  slapped the softness of her creamy butt flesh,
Each slap made her body twitch in anticipation,
Bounce in repercussion 

Her voice moaned,
Her butt soft flesh glowed with redness,
Stung in pain

She wiggled her butt, trying to ease the sting,
But it just made him grip her body tighter, and spank her harder,
The tears started,
The "I'm sorry" flowed past her lips,
But the spanking continued

Remorse soon followed, 
But the remorse was for creaming between her thighs,
Instead for what she had done,
When he realized her crotch was wet, her punishment lingered,
His hand slapped deeper into her tenderized butt flesh,
When he finally stopped, he pushed her off his lap and just walked away in self silence,
A silence that she truly regretted,
Because his silence left her desire wet, 
And her lust, hung out to dry....

1Manview © 1999 – 2013

Saturday, December 21, 2013

Silent Kiss ......... Prose poem .......

Darkness engulfed our beings,
Silence stagnated our hearing,

Our words stayed fixed inside our throats,
Simple touches felt electrified

When our lips embarked in a simple kiss,
That simple kiss started an evolution of eternal love...

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Fill-er ....... Picture Poem .... Prose

You ever have that feeling... 
That feeling inside your loins, that whispers you are in need,
Then your heart seem to beat harder and faster,
While that feeling gets louder and louder until you hear the quiet in you speak up...

"I want you in me"..

1Manview © 1999 – 2013

Monday, December 16, 2013

Disinclination (Stay) .... A Song Poem .... Prose Poetry

Just A Girl wrote a beautiful poem to this song. It was sad, loving and submissive. Please take a minute to read this wonderful short poem...
Thank you lisa for always stirring my pot. 

Bodies deviate closer,
As soft words of love, whisper into the calm of the air,
Fever of passion beckon, our lips together,
A cold sweat race through my extremities, as the sweetness of his kisses,
Saturate my lips

Touch of his, 
Undressed my clothes, 
Undress me complete, and whole,
All the way down to the sanctuary, of my soul,
With indulging caresses, that eventually caress the mushy swell, of my tight folds

My body dared,
His caresses didn't care,
As his docile touch made my voice quietly moan, and  swear,
While his tender touches, touched me intimately everywhere,

His hips gyrate,
Their steady motion measured me,
They measure the perception of my pleasure, 
They measure my body needs,
Its insatiable greed,
  They measured my indulges of the size of his prize, 
That rode fathoms deep, in the center space, between my thighs,
They measure the willingness of my heart, 
To give...

Fingertips, hold onto his rotating hips,
Deep breaths exhale, through open lips,
As uninhibited sensations crash inside me,
Leaving me with feelings of wanting,

As he rides steady and smooth, inside the precipitation of my ocean,
My body followed his body every rise, and falling motion,
Wave after wave of sensations rushed towards my shoreline,
Making my mind wish one day, he would permanently stay mine,
Each vigorous thrust of his hips, pushed my waves closer to the edge,
Each passionate kiss, have my waves clinging to the edge ridge,
Until my waves crest, and roll into the orgasmic climax of my,

1Manview © 1999 – 2013

Monday, December 9, 2013

Monday moaning ..... Coming soon..... Prose poem

Engorged membrane,
Thrust slowly down the soft pink center of my feminine breach,
My womb weeps,
My swollen seams seeps,
While sharp shearing sensations rush from my sensitive womb walls, into my loins,
Each of his measured thrust, bring my body closer to the sexual satisfaction that my body crave,
That it wants,
That it needs,
 It brings me closer to the feel of embellish sensations of coming inside myself

As silent moans drift into the flicker of the dim lit room,
I feel the power of his coming approaching,
The feel of his hard member girth swelling inside me,
The feel of hard urgent deep thrust, that not only push his rigid core deep inside my sex, but push my body closer to its own sexual gratification of coming 

One more,
One more,
Just one more deep thrust, my mind and body scream for,
Just as his body becomes tense, then shudder with the coming of his white liquified cum releasing deep inside my sex cavern

Hot ejaculating liquid is felt pushing pass my vulva lips, while his rigid sex palpitates  solidly against the softness of my pink walls, heightening the surreal sensations already swirling between my thighs, causing the coming of my release, to come profoundly inside myself

1Manview © 1999 – 2013

Friday, December 6, 2013

Times to rub off the rust

I'm on the way back. I've been gone too long. I have missed everyone. I did not get that new computer I was looking at, it cost more then a use car, but I got a stand bye for now. I'm hoping Santa is going to be real good to me. (hint-hint sweetie) There is so much work in changing computers. I use to hit a bookmark, now I have to chase to find anything. And pass words, I forgot them all. Duh :)

 I want to give AT&T a big "shout out". It only took almost two months to get me back on the internet. First they sold me a pagage that they haven't install in my area. Then they were suppose to mail me a new modem, but I got wires instead. Only took two weeks to get that straighten out. Yet, they got paid the hold time my internet was down. I was quiet about it, but now that its up and running, I feel sorry for the ear on the end of the phone Monday as I verbally show them my backside.

Anyway, I'm back, My mind is rusty as heck, but after catching up on some of your blogs, the mind is turning again.  Hopefully you will hear me roar real soon.  lol ....! .... 1ManView

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Down time.....

It looks like I will be down for awhile. COMPUTER died and I refuse to bring it back to live.
It has served its master well. Now I have to buy a new one, which means, not back soon.
I shall be lurking in the background with the kindel. I shall return as soon as possible!

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Head day .. Blow-up ....... Prose poem

Out of the dark, articulated moans drifted into the air,
Followed by undertones of his deep breathing,
Slurps, slops, pops join in the sound parade in rhythmic beats,
The taste of him became stronger and stronger with each measured dip of my head, as my lips slid effortlessly up and down the length of his wet stretched velvet soft skin

More and more the length of him pressed deep into my taste, as his hips slowly rotated in synch of my lips sliding rhythm,
As the pace of his harden mass flowing in and out my mouth quickened, hands on his backside steadied me, while pulling his body forward, 
While my lips squeezed tighter on the taut soft skin sliding quickly back and forth between them, the feel of miniature vibrations rumbling through his lower torso was felt on fingertips that pressed deep into his firm buttocks flesh

Strong was the pull of his hands on the back of my head, as he neared his peak
of sensation overload,
Hips thrust as much of his harden flesh inside my mouth it would take, 
As the feel of sensation overload started to burn inside out of his loins,
Steady and hard his hips gyrated, as his breath hitch in sequence,
The deep hip gyrations rocked my head upward on each hard thrust

His body hitched,
His muscles tightened,
His breath hesitated, 
His mouth suddenly opened, letting out low deep moans that ripped into the air, as his body jerked, shook, then trembled with release of orgasm

Hot thick fluid was felt ejaculating deep into the heat of my mouth, its heat made my lungs moan, its taste made my body lust, his body trembled unmercifully making me want the same

Darken air was bombarded with loud moans and bellowing groans, as his length slid deep into my mouth again and again,
His fingertips pull hard on my hair to the point it felt as if it was going to be pulled out by the roots,
Just as the pain became unbearable, his body of whole went limp

Lips suckled on limp smooth flesh, while my mouth swallowed the last trickle of his hot release, darken silence surrounds the presence of both our bodies...

1Manview © 1999 – 2013

Saturday, June 15, 2013

Saturday "Red Panties Dairy" ... Come without ... Prose poem

Quietly I walk around his nakedness, eyes caught a glimpse of new bright red panties,
Fingertips grab and violently rip them off my hips, 
Darting eyes look through his smudging smile, pouting lips surrender to his...

Sot kisses, 
Search for the softness of my lips, 
Once found, 
He kisses me directly,
He kisses me with tenderness,
He kisses me with fire of desire,
That move me, 
That groove me, 
That inflame the very soul of me

Naked body laid on edge of bed mattress,
Legs elevated unto broad shoulders,
Harden mass rest at my desire,
And slightly dip its head into my wetness,
Temptation resisted to dive face first, into the warm waters between my legs

Soft flesh wrapped in steel washed over the erectness of my nub,
Hips rock methodically, gently, in love rhythm, back and forth, back and forth,
Sliding hardness effortlessly over my erect nub again and again,
Sending waves of euphoric sensations washing inside me,
Making moans of pleasure vibrate in my throat,
Making my body wanting to climax

Its weight, 
Its heat, 
Its bulbous head that leads the way for his hard as steel exterior, inches closer to my sex entrance,
An entrance of sex that is plumb from need, 
Wet with wanting lust

His harden shaft head rest, while pulsating on my homage opening,
A gentle thrust,
A quiet moan, 
A silent groan, 
Emerges as his width gradually stretch the pinkness of my opening, its elongated length slowly push into my secured depths

Is followed by,
More pain,
More ecstasy, rushing through my extremities, as inch by inch of his swollen harden mass steadily penetrated into my wishing well, stopping only to allow my womb walls to accommodate his size, then plunge again ever deeper into my pink darkness

As sheer erotic ecstasy filled my womb, his girth fills the cramped space inside my opening, 
Once all of him is buried balls deep inside me, his hips become dormant, 
His lips tenderly suckle on mines, 
They suckle on the side of my neck, 
They suckle on the edge of my earlobe,
His warm breath whispers of love, silently fall into my ears,
While the warmth of his body, seep into mines

Harden flesh pulsate in my depths, each erotic deep pulsation send electrified sensations up my spine, into the back of my mind, to the farthest corner of my loins,
Eyes close,
Lungs moan in need, 
Body shiver in wanting, 
Breath hitch, as unexpected spasm ravish my womb with orgasmic release

As my body shudder under his, 
He made me cum once again, without a stroke..

1Manview © 1999 – 2013

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Head day ..... Just leave me alone... Repetitive poem

You couldn't leave me alone,
You just kept implying about it

You couldn't leave me alone,
Even in my silence, you kep messing with me

You just couldn't leave me alone,
You had to touch me, push me, pull on me, until you got a reaction

You just couldn't leave me alone,
Until I got full of you and swelled up

You couldn't leave me alone
Your mouth open wide, your tongue flickering about

You just couldn't keep your trap shut, 
You had to tout and tease me with wet blistering heat

Now I hope you are happy about it,
But remember, you asked for it!

1Manview © 1999 – 2013

Monday, June 10, 2013

Monday Moaning ... Riff .... Continuous Erotic American Haiku ......

Close and personal
The fragrance of a woman
Wet glistering folds

Wet glistering folds
Deep licks into pink softness
A mouth full of taste

A mouth full of taste
Hips quivering in release
Rhythm of the dance

1Manview © 1999 – 2013

Thursday, June 6, 2013

Drips.... Haiku ....

Wrapped inside of you
A constant inside my mind
A long time coming

1Manview © 1999 – 2013

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Monday Moaning .. Red Panties Diary .. lustful Moment ... Short Story written in prose

Body lazily stretch across the couch,
While his eyes stared at movement on the TV,
His face suddenly became flush,
Sensations of urgency rushed through his body,
A deep ache ballooned his affliction, and spread through his loins,
Weight of redemption rested on his thigh,
Then he heard it, his demon speaking on the phone in the distance

Yes mother, bla-bla- bla,
Ok mother , bla-bla-bla,
That's right mother, he-he-he,
His patients waited
And waited, and waited

Body ached,
Redemption of release plagued him,
His feet supported him across the room

Enter the bedroom he does, 
Stretched across the bed facing him was she,
The view of her low valley attracted his eyes,
The firm roundness of her bosom resting on the bed, enticed a low moan in his throat,
The curves of her thick hips, 
Made his ache deeply pulsate

He stood where she could see him,
He stood in a way she could see his predicament

Her eyes slowly traveled up his body, she wet her lips and smiled at him, 
A smile that was happy to see he was thinking of her,
But her voice kept speaking into the small cell phone, that was speaking into her mother ear

His body slowly wondered behind hers,
His hands softly roamed upward on her legs,
Stopping to massage the firm smooth roundness of her buttocks,
A soft moan escape between her words, but her words kept flowing into the phone

Skirt hem lifted,
Fingertips follow the elastic trail of her red panties,
Then slipped underneath the bottom, and gently teased the moist opening of her hidden den

Voice gasped,
Legs flex tight,
Stop it softly floated towards him,
After a deep breath, words again flowed into the small phone

Pride became deflated,
But lust for his demon, urged him on

Panties slide quickly over round mounds,
They are rolled into the middle of her creamy thick thighs,
Bed mattress move, but her voice kept conversing to her dear mother

Heat of his affliction was felt pushing up against to her gate opening,
The thought of him daring to enter her moisten den at that precise moment, was erased with her voice gasping out loud at the sensations pouring into her womb, 
She deeply moaned into the phone, as the head of his affliction speared half deep into the root of her den

"What was that you said dear", was heard coming from the phone,
Mo-mo-mother, I hav to ca-call you bac-back, was heard

Phone laid down,
But forgotten to be turned off

"Oh gu-gud", she moaned as his affliction pushed deeper into her tight pink orifice,
"OOh baby", you're hurting me she screamed, as deep thrust, after deep thrust, rushed unto her weeping den,
"Ohh-Ohh" pushed into the air, as hands grasp the sheets, while deep penetrating sensations rocked her world,
Don't stop baby, don't stop, she moaned, as he reposition his body on top of the roundness of her buttocks

Audible moans followed audible groans, as his hard mass ravished the pink walls of her den,
Each hard thrust enticed an sexual grunt from her lungs,
When his hands gripped her hips and pulled them into each of his hips deep gyrations, she cursed his name, she cursed the bed she was in, she cursed her dear mother, she curse the air she was breathing, for being there

Balls popping, 
Dick sloshing, in wet tightness filled not only the air, but slipped into the ear on the end of the small unattended phone,
Sounds of the bed board bouncing off the wall was heard,
As her body rocked up and down like a old worn out rag doll

I'm cumin', I'm cumin', she screamed a moment before a low howling man lunging grunt, flushed into the air, 
It was followed by more random cursing, as his hot white seed filled the space in her womb dark pink depths

Her head rested on the bed, 
Her firm bosom resembled doing push ups, as it pushed her upper body down and up on the mattress, 
She felt the dead weight of him, resting on top of her butt,
Strange sounds were heard trickling from her unattended cell phone,
She quickly picked it up

"Mother", she half spoke into the cell phone,
But all she could hear,
Was the coming of her mother's moans...

1Manview © 1999 – 2013

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Friday, May 24, 2013

No Need To Talk ......... Repetitive poem ........

This poem is a response to TenptingSweet99 poem:

No need to talk

As I stretch your mouth wide open,
With the thickness of my pulsating cock,
While I watch it's uncut skin glistering from the slippery liquid wetness 
spilling from your mouth,
Making its easy for my cock length to slide and glide back and forth between the softness of your inner lips,
To plunge it's total length into the back of your throat with deep thrust of my hips

No need to talk

As I take my slippery wet cock from the heat of your mouth,
And slide it between the over bearing of pillow softness of your bosom,
And stoke it up and down the deep valley between it's peak,
While watching your lips time the capture of the head of my cock on it's up strokes

No need to talk

As your leg lean against the top of on my shoulders,
While my tongue slide deep into the overflowing banks of your pink garden,
Making licking and sucking sounds that entice the excitement of your lust, 
Fuel the greed of your desire

No need to talk
While your hand pull my head closer to your garden opening,
As your hips grind hard into my face, 
While the thickness of your thighs tighten around my ears, only letting them hear the muffled sounds of your groan and moans as my tongue flicker, dive, stroke, slice and taste inside the wetness of your center,
Enticing an articulated scream to pierce into the air, as your body tremble and quake on the elastic tip of my tongue

No need to talk

As my body quickly slide between the deep shivers of your thighs,
Ram the swollen head of my cock deep into the wet pink darkness between your legs,
Cries from the sensation of your pink walls stretching to accommodate the girth of the python slithering into your tightness, will be heard only by the walls,
As my loud greedy grunts follow stroke after stroke, that sails deep into your pink depths, until spasms grip your inner walls, that tightens securely around my cock girth, while your body tremor like a earthquake under mines

No need to talk
As I flip your body over into the "head down as up" position,
Listen to the uncertain gulp that slide pass your lips,
As the swollen head of my cock push against the forbidden door of your darkest offering of your orifices

No need to talk

As deep moans slip into the air, as the slick head of my dick slowly open the virginity of your dark hole, and slowly slither into its dark tight confine of forbidden zone,
Your loud moans will overshadow my loud groans as my length slowly glide up and down the chocolate corridor of your anus,
Excitement, enticement, will fuel the subliminal sensations flooding into our loins,
As my length reach far into your darkest depths 

No need to talk

As whispering moans become silent, as colored white hot ejaculated sperm, 
paint your chocolate walls with its mass white intrusion, as bodies deeply shake and quake

No need to talk
As sexual sleep grabs our bodies that lay in a heap of one...