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Saturday, December 9, 2017

Reserve ... Erotic prose poem



Fingertips grip pink panties seams
Panties are slowly tugged down
My head turns and lower to face him
Shy brown eyes look into his gray...
Lungs quietly gasp
Lips smile
While my face blush
As if it was the very first time
His eyes ever glared 
At the curvature of my sex

(C)1ManView

Sunday, December 3, 2017

Lip service.... Erotic prose poem


Bewildered brown eyes watched her let it slowly pull out her mouth
Than slowly sucked it back in -
A gasp rip from his throat
A shudder flutter through his body
As sensations of her lips suffocating the head of his cock rips into his loins...

The air he needed to breathe didn't seem to exist
All nerve endings in his body seemed to linger on the tip of his cock
As shearing pleasure-pain rapidly deplored into his loins
Agin and again she deployed the same action
Each time making the tip of his cock became more sensitive than the last time she did it

She let it slip deeper into he mouth
Than rapidly plunged her head down than quickly up
A groveling voice spits out, "Right there baby", "right there"  .....

She keeps her head straight
Its plunges steady
Her lips grip tight
She heard his moans in the need to relinquish his seed slicing through the night air

Heart race
Hips tilt
Muscular chest heave
Close fist grasp air as his body convulse wildly in release splendor....

She swallows
She sucks
She swallows again and again, but couldn't swallow all of his hot massive load spewing deeply into her mouth
The overflow of his thick white cream spilled pass her lips seal and trickled down her chin

His body laid in a heap on the bed as soft lips tenderly suckled on the tip of his cock
His mind knew what he wanted to do to her in return, but his body didn't have the strength to push a moan out its lungs, let alone move.....

(C)1ManView

Saturday, December 2, 2017

A spat (spanking).......... Erotic prose poem


Fingertips slowly open the front of my black dress
His eyes glare contentedly watch it slowly descend past the swell of my breast
The curves of my hips
The length of my legs
Once on the floor he had me step out of it and discarded it to the side
Than his gray eyes roamed my flesh territory in such a way I felt naked...

Then in a flash his strong hands spun my body around and thrust my body down over the edge of the work desk
In an instant is hand came down swiftly on my backside...

judgmental?
Yes

Punishment? 
This time ... Yes....

Painful? 
Very....

Deserving ?... 
Maybe

Regrets ?..
Never.....

This is a give and take world
I gave
He took

He gave
received....

Sometimes for fun
Sometimes not so much fun...
But always for a purpose
A purpose that keeps "our world" balanced
And in our world, I need ( love) his direction of keeping my balance....

Monday, November 27, 2017

Rain maker...erotic prose poem

They say man will never learn to control the weather
But you are the mastered of it
And when you make it rain
I feel so warm and beautiful inside


Happy Moanday....

(C)1ManView



Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Friday, November 17, 2017

Saturday seduction: Stormy weather ... Prose poem

First came those innocent eyes


Than first 
Second 
And many kisses


Than In the middle of us
We came together
To connect as one


We danced In the exact motion
Rejoice with the same notion

 

You rained on my hard affection
As I thunder inside your soft pink indention 


Than as one
 We cuddle and patiently waited
For the next approaching storm...




(C)1ManView

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Flush..... Erotic repetitive poem


When I tenderly kissed your lips that's full
Your breath hushed_
Your face became flushed

When I slowly unbutton your blouse
Than slowly remove it from its surrounding_
Your eyes looked deeply into mine

When I unclasp your bra and removed it
And softly suckle on an erect nipple_
 Your lips parted, as a deep gasp release from your lungs

When I unzipped your pants 
And pulled them over the contour of curvy hips_
Your face smiled

When I slowly pull your panties down your shapely legs
Than disregarded them into the air_
Your chest expands as anticipation rushed through your being

When I was on bended knee, my face moved forward,
My hands cupped and held the roundness of your firm round buttocks
While my lips deeply kissed your moist feminine lips_
Your body of whole, blushed


(C) 1ManView

Sunday, November 5, 2017

Lay it down... (revisited)

(Whispering voice)

Take your clothes off
I need you butt naked
To see the full glory of your cock strong elongated stance

I need to see you hold it in the palm of your hand
So I can see its hard firm flesh
Pulsate between a manly firm grasp

Hold still
While I crawl closer
Closer so I can inhale the musky scent of your manliness 
Unprovoked by cloth fabric

Closer, so I can touch your cock enticing wide base
Uninhibited
So I can taste your cock smooth succulent flesh
On the moist palate of my tongue
Than watch your face contort
As my hungry mouth 
Suck your cock length to the forefront of my throat 

I want to feel your body tremble
From the ecstasy of my oral prowess
To feel its hard palpitations
Throb deeply between the taut grip of my soft full lips
While I quench the dry thirst in my throat
With the moist warmth of your wet white creamy liquid 



(C)1ManView

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Dick... By NavyPoet

DICK
Throbbing
Between thighs



Recall is fuzzy
But I do remember
Plastic does not feel the same


(C) NAVYPOET

Sunday, October 22, 2017

Monday Moan Poem.... Conquest ...... Prose Poem ..


She was to be his latest conquest
So pretty and small
But like the rest
She will confess
He's the best
And before the night falls
He'll have her climbing up the walls

Penetration
Hesitation
Her womb swallowed him almost whole
As soon as the head of his staff rammed past her folds
Instant heat, a shear grip, quickly envelop his swollen staff pole

Tides had turned
As he was the first, and the last
To moan...




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Friday, October 20, 2017

Never old... Sensuous prose poem


In the dark
Taking in an old movie in the park
In tight huddle 
We snuggle
Wrapped in the warmth of a blanket
Warding off the cool of the night air

Moonlight
Low light
Reflect off our face
While fingers roam as minds contemplate

You touch mine
I touch yours
As deep breathes are kept at bay
While docile fingertips led the way

Head rest
On manly chest
As my body become disarray
From surreal orgasmic fray

Manly eyes close
As his body tremble in orgasmic throe
When usage of a handkerchief came in use
Fingers knew just want to do

Our actions were slightly bold
As we watched a movie that's good even thou it was old
Just like the love 
Lingering between us....


1(C)


Wednesday, October 18, 2017

That look ... Erotic prose poem




Eyes sensuous glare
Undress the contour of my curves
Touch the sensitivity of my flesh
Rape my being 
Taste my very essence
With that look  of hungry desire......


(c)1ManView

Monday, October 9, 2017

Dripping ... By Wet Bliss .....



Thoughts of your burning desire permeates my mind
Fingers attempt to recreate exquisite feelings
Visions of you breathing heavy between my thighs
Coaxing out every little sigh, capturing my eyes

Heaviness that pressed firmly above me, so sweetly
Demanding my full attention and control relinquished
Solidity of you stretching, filling me completely
Strength exuded though your every action discreetly

Celebrating our time together through reflections
Freeing the heavy black lace finding my release
Panties are dripping-wet weeping for your affection
Missing your familiar possession and perfection


Poem by Wet Bliss..
https://wetblissdotme.wordpress.com/

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

Delicious .... Prose poem....

I stole this image from Ronnie blog, http://ronniesoul.blogspot.com/
 I see why see loves black and white images
Here's a quickie poem I make from it

Like home-baked bread
Visions of you sitting in that chair, makes me hungry
The aroma transmitting from your body is intoxicating to my being
The sweeping curves of your body is enticing
The texture of your flesh is moist and soft to one's fingertips touch
The plump fold of your lips are inviting
The taste of the void between your thighs
Is darn right delicious .....

(C) 1ManView

Sunday, October 1, 2017

Disinclination (Stay) .... Sensual Song Poem ..


Please press play....

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 
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
Stay....

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 the flight of rotating hips
Deep breaths exhale, through open lips
As uninhibited sensations crash inside me
Leaving me with feelings of wanting
Needing 
More...
Stay.....

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 rush toward 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...
Stay...



A Song Poem: is a poem that is written from a song, using a phrase, word or sentence from that song. It must also be written in the melody, rhytmn or spririt of that song... 
1Manview © 1999 – 2013

Saturday, September 23, 2017

Sweeter than... Sensual poem ...Thoughts series ....

Busy time so I'm posting a poem from my thought series from my other blog...  I really like this image so I used it for this poem also... :)

After forcing her way into the fold of my arms, she whispered into my ear " hold me"
As a soft cheek press against my cheek,  she took a deep breath in to smell my essence
With a smile on her face, she caress the back of my head and pulled my lips into a kiss that was softer than cotton, deeper than the fathoms of the ocean depths, sweeter than any candy made of sugar
A kiss ... That tasted like ... Felt like... Love....

(C)1ManView

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

I ... Erotic Repetitive poem

I can feel your want  in the urgency of your touch
I can feel your need  throbbing against the firmness of my thigh flesh
I can hear your wishes  from the quiet whispers entering my ear
I can feel your desire  in the hard beats of your heart inside your chest, that's beating next to mine
I can feel anticipation exhilaration sensations from first penetration, that's making my body tremor under your naked body



I just heard  somebody scream


(C) 1ManView

Friday, September 8, 2017

I Want To Know What Love Is - Sensual Song poem



Please push play

A finger
A gentle caress
lifts my head
Eyes greet in silence

A kiss..
Soft
Sweet
Erase the darkness of my thoughts
Enlighten my mood
Reminds me
Why I'm here at this moment of time

Kiss transcend 
I want to know what love is
I want you to show me whisper past my lips

Blouse opened
Fingertip trace the lace of my bra
Push their way inside
Sensations rush inside my sweetness
As his caressing touch softly swirl on my nipple budding growth

A slight tug
Bra folds open
Breast flesh heave out
Into the palm of caring hands

Cupped
kneaded
Squeezed
Flesh softly kissed
Nipples deeply suckled
Quivering sensations rush into my loins
I hear my voice whisper
"I want to know what love is"
"I want you to show me"
"I want to feel what love is"
"I know you can show me"

Caring hands
Undress my flesh
Lay - the exposure of my naked body down on satin sheets

The warmth of his tongue is felt tracing the curves of my body
Dip into my body creases and crevices
Flicker on my point of origin
Taste the flavor of my pink sweetness

Legs spread
Thigh muscles flex
Sweet tart juices flow over his lips
As first ever orgasm
Tremor my body

Lungs fail to breathe
Voice fail to scream
Sweetness forever cream
As better thoughts start to consume my mind
I hear my voice whisper
"I want to know what love is"
"I want you to show me"

His body centers between my legs
His hard complexity centers on my sweetness opening
A thrust
A grunt
A quiet inner scream
Reverberates in my throat
My sweetness opens for him -
Like a flower in the early morning sun
His rock hard complexity falls slowly into my clear wetness 

Compelling strokes fall deeper inside me then the last
Surreal sensations rush up my spine
Blanketing my mind with its ecstasy

Shivering body surrenders to his gentleness
His quiet passion
The rhythmic rhythm of his slow, long, thrust flow
inside my convulsing sweetness without stoppage
As he show me-
What true love feels like
(C)


A Song Poem is a poem that is written from a song, using a phrase or sentence from that song.
It must also be written in the melody, rhytmn or spririt of that song:

Monday, September 4, 2017

Happy labor day......

Happy for who?

Have a great day!....
Peace
Love
And happiness
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Tuesday, August 29, 2017

In the darkness  fingertips find their way

Over softness of curvy landscape

Across the face of a pink rigid point

Slip through a crevice moisten slit 

Plunge into a hidden wet ravine

Guided by the echoes  of her voice substantial moans 


(C)1ManView

Monday, August 21, 2017

To the edge... Erotic prose poem

When his tongue is hot and wet
Lapping, licking, swirling, slithering in the warm confine of your sexual substance
Your legs spread
Your hand pull his head ever closer to you
Impaling the tip of his tongue deeper into your pink sanctuary 
Bringing you closer to the edge 

The edge where your lungs moan profusely for completion 
As the very tip of his tongue push your body pass the zone of pure pleasure
Into the zone of extreme ecstasy


(C) 1ManView