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Coffee in Cream - Erotic Prose Poetry .... CR

Dark horizon,

Hide the bright acquisition of a sunny sky,

As the calm of a quiet storm slowly comes our way

Sexual sarcasm,

leads to morning sexual playfulness

Spent voice suddenly plea,

Don't let me go,

Make me come,

As mock sexual play turns to an urgent need

Dark shadows hide the silky curves of her soft flesh skeleton,

While the crack of dawn hides behind the darkness of the coming storm,

Wind howl seems far away in the distance,

As her streaming cries drown out the approaching quiet storm warnings

Arbitrary,

Visionary,

Missionary,

Give up her sweet pink cherry,

As his buttocks hump up and down as if they had the wings of a fairy,

Thrusting his ample sample,

Up and down the darkness of her fiduciary

Deeper, 

Steeper,

He buries his rigid righteousness inside her tight blanketing comfort,

Slow lethargic strokes,

Slowly seduce her sexual needs,

While thick creamy thighs spread wider to satisfy her budding greed,

Of needing to feel his fiery hot seed,

Spew deep into her hot trust 

Back hump,

Hips bump,

Butt crack deepens,

Orgasmic will weaken

Not heard is the storm forceful coming,

That rattles the house rafters,

As his inner storm came hard inside the comforting blanket of her pink sanctuary, 

So hard it rattles the frame of the bed,  

Chasing away the blues,

Of, another Monday morning,

With amatory sounds of:

Monday moaning

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Let me - do you - Prose poem

 

knees slowly rise

Trying to reach the blue hue of the morning sky

As I made love to my feminine prize

Ears hear a whisper-"Oh my."

Followed by a deep audible sigh

That closely resembles a curling voice wanting to cry

As congelated passion drives deep into the moist hollow space between creamy thick thighs

While you let me, do you

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Honey Dip - Erotic Prose poetry

             Tongue 

       Lackadaisically ease over my stomach flesh 

Tasting its bare essence 

My womanly fragrance spills into his nostrils 

Teasing his brain with its infatuating scent 

His tongue slowly spirals downward, 

Over the thin fabric that keeps his tongue from tasting the full robust flavor of my vulva's inner layer 

Legs raise. 

My womanly musk grows stronger, 

As his tongue eased between my legs across the soft lacy fabric covering my folds 

My body twinges and jerks as his tongue tease the surface of my folds with its heat and sliding motion. 

My mouth opened wide when the imprint of my folds was inhaled into the moist heat of his mouth. 

Leaving my mind a visual of the coming proceedings.

Stiffen tongue pushes aside pink fabric. 

Then lick the moistened offering in front of it. 

As the taste of my haven flavor eased down his throat, 

A quiet moan disturbs the quietness that surrounds us. 

Breath inhale 

Then exhaled in a short burst, 

As his tongue parts my folds and slides slowly down its length 

Legs weaken. 

My body leans back, searching for the support of a nearby wall. 

My fingertips intertwine into his hair as surreal sensations reel through my womb's sensitive layer of pink flesh. 

My quiet screams fall on deaf ears

 

 

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