His weeping eye ... Erotic prose poem

Softness,

Of petite hand, 

Grip swollen girth tightly,

Stoking its side gingerly,

In a long-slow vertical rhythmic motion

Stopping to tenderly strum,

The tip of its thumb flesh,

Over my cock smooth bulbous head,

While sliding through the slippery clear liquid,

Of my forth coming

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http://www.light-penetration.blogspot.no/

1Manview © 11-26– 2015

Prove it.... Picture poem in prose

 

Some say this is naughty

Some say this is just too nasty:

Some say it's a forbidden  rule

While others say it's not a taboo

Some say it can make you feel very erotic

And some say it makes you feel pleasurably full

Some say it's just too painful

Others say there's no sensation like it

I say, what ever your belief is,  prove it to me............

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He said ... Repetitive poem (Spank Prose poem)

He said - I said

I said - he said

He said it would be best for all, if my voice was more silent 

I said it's a free country with free speech written in the constitution !

He said, yes you are absolutely right

He then said
"Many have paid the price for free speech"
(Speechless)

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Monday Moaning: Coffee n Cream ... Prose poem

Dark horizon

Hide the bright acquisition of a sunny sky

As the calm of a quiet storm slowly come 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 urgent need

Dark shadows hide the silky curves of her soft flesh skeleton

While the crack of dawn, hide 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 hard righteousness inside her tight blanketing comfort

Slow lethargic strokes

Slowly seduce her sexual need

While thick creamy thighs spread wider to satisfy her budding greed

Of needing to feel his fiery hot seed

Spew feed

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 come 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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Lurkers and new follower Day... look in please .......

Today is love or lurkers day, and if there is any lurkers out there, say hello please. And to all of my new followers, will you also say hello. Not only would it help me to get to know you, but to follow your blog also. You see, when you become a follower, the icon no longer take us to your blog. It only take us to your blog if you leave a comment. So PLEASE leave a comment. It can be a simple hello, or could you write more spanking poems, erotic humor etc. Or say notning. Just leave me your icon in the comment section co I can find your blog.... A lot of my followers have stop blogging, and I'm slowly taking them off my blog list. I like to replace them with a new active blog. By helping me will also help you gain some followers. I know I haven't been as active as I have been in the past. But I plan on getting back to that level. Plus the more comments I see, the more I usually write...  Thank you for being a lurker, and thank you "everyone" for stopping in to read my poems....

Peace - 😂
Love -  💗
And kisses -💋  💋
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Bottoms up (Spank poem)

First came the roaring thunder

Suddenly, lightning struck

Setting fire to everything it touched  

Last came the crying rain

That brought peace and tranquil to the land:

One thing I have learned about a thunderstorm

Lighting can strike the exact spot, more than twice

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