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Saturday, August 20, 2016

Happy Hump-day .. Euphemistic Sex .... Prose Poem...


While you were inside me,
Eyes eagerly watched me,
As my body twist and contort to the sensations of our sexual play

Hands knead my body like dough,
While passionate kisses build a fire in the gut of my belly,
That's burning hotter on every sweet deep lustful kiss

As one hand holds tightly on my backside,
The other roam the bare sweaty surface of my flesh,
All while your hips smoothly gyrated in wanting, me,
needing me, having me,
While your inflated manhood slowly pierced deep into my watery depths

A hushed scream escapes my lungs, hurriedly rushing past my parted lips,
Breaking the silence of the darken room, as your length immerse itself inside my wake like an oil drill rig, drilling for oil deep in the ocean dark depths, lethargically slow and precise,
Enticing moans and groans of ecstasy echo in the rhythm of your hips, that's vertically impaling your rock hard manly membrane down the swell of my sex

Heaving breast lightly bumps into muscular chest,
While painted fingernails leave a trail of etched skin on smooth baby back flesh

Legs open wider,
Manhood descends deeper
Into the wants of  my wetness

One set of hips bucks up, as the other thrust down,
Pushing deep breaths of air out my lungs, on each of your hips profound plunges

Blissful sensations rush into our minds,
Overwhelming the primal sexual existence of our being

Up... Down...
Up.., Down...
Hips gyrate in perfect sync,
Pushing, pulling, your blood engorged membrane in and out the tight confinement of my pink depths

Right there, right, there,
My softest voice whispers into your ear, as your spacious girth slowly slide directly on the side of my fully erect clit,
Slowly bringing my sexual need closer to closure

A subdued voice whisper faster,
Faster, oh faster,
Then become audible loud while screaming, harder baby, harder

Painted nails anchor deep into your baby soft back flesh,
As your hips gyrate faster and dig deeper into my pink flesh

After pulling the head of your rock hard assassin out of the comfort of my womb, you insert  just the head into my wetness opening, without warning, you thrust your hips with brute force, impaling your size deep into my demise again and again without mercy

Squealing scream of passion lust echoes in the room,
As my hips bounce off the plush bed mattress on your every deep stroke,
Groveling voice whispers "I 'm M, cumin-n-n", as sharp shear sensations run amuck inside my loins,

Orgasmic quakes consume my body,
As your forever swelling membrane urgently slide up and down the center of my haven walls,
That spasm tighter and tighter as orgasmic waves vibrates through it

Hips thrust harder, to push your swell beyond my haven tightness,
But soon, it's completely consumed by its heat and overpowering grip,
Enticing your swollen palpitating swell, to spill and fill my opening with white-hot seed that is so hot, it causes my haven to once again convulse, my voice to perpetually scream in jubilant ecstasy

Bodies hotter than fire, quake to a rumble,
Shake to a stumble,
Then crumble,
Into a sexual fumble

Limpness lay still inside my wet core,
While words of deep affection bath the roots of our love inside me

Soft kiss, embrace my lips,
Deep affected hugs, envelop my body,
Sleep consumes the sexual afterglow surrounding our bodies

Eyes open, mind awaken to fingertips soothing my back flesh, as we lay in the quiet of the room,
Soft kisses seek the softness of my neck, causing my body to stir and wiggle, my haven walls to tingle,
As the center of my haven, feel the start of our next sexual dance arising....


(C) 1ManView



10 comments:

  1. Hi my dear friend....
    I read two times the poem.... since you use very unusual English expressions....
    I prefer not to use the dictionary, in order to learn more and more.
    But I copied the first part of your poem:
    "While you were inside me,
    Eyes eagerly watched me,
    As my body twist and contort to the sensations of our sexual play

    Hands knead my body like clay,
    While passionate kisses build a fire in the gut of my belly,
    That's burning hotter on every sweet deep lustful kiss

    As one hand holds tightly on my backside,
    The other roam the bare sweaty surface of my flesh,
    All while your hips smoothly grated in wanting, me,
    needing me, having me,
    While your inflated manhood slowly pierced deep into my watery depths..."

    Are you sure that Madonna did not write this song????
    Outstanding..... wooowwwwww!!!!

    My congrats buddy!!!

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    1. :) yes I'm sure.. Thank you so much for the wonderful comment my friend.

      peace be with you
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  2. Intenso y ardiente tu poema, siempre es un placer visitarte.

    Un beso.

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    1. Gracias. Siempre es un placer ver tu comentario ...

      Un beso
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  3. "Bodies hotter as fire, quake to a rumble, shake to a stumble, then crumble, into a sexual fumble" : it's very very beautiful. Great talent you have!

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    1. Merci beaucoup.
      Votre commentaire a été apprécié beaucoup.... :)

      paix et amour
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  4. Loved reading and who wrote inspired me a lot tomorrow, I will go back to read much more silent and dialogue as this short story, that behind one wonderful eroticism, parabens, a big hug !!!

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    1. Thank you Scarlet

      peace and love
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