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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Home brew .... Erotic Prose poem (repost)

Smell of brewing coffee stimulated her body to move from a deep slumber to it's almost time to wake up to another Monday morning posture

Her boy rolled from its side to its back

Deep breaths are taken in an attempt to stimulate her body to awaken 

I'm going to have to go to Starbuck to get something stronger than his sweet cream coffee to get me moving, traced through her groggy mind

Lethargic body sir

Sleepy mind finally focused enough for her to open her big brown eyes and peep through the slit of morning eyelids

Within a split moment, her legs spread open wide

Her back instantly bows into an inward arch

Heaving round firm breast heave toward the morning sky

While once idle hands grasp at blue wrinkled sheets, as sheer sensation attack her nervous system with electrified sensations that overstimulated her body senses

Eyes wide stare glance down her body

The top of his head could be seen under the sheets, slowly gyrating in a spiral motion between the center opening of sleeping sex

Surreal sensations of his tongue dipping and swirling deep in the wake of her quivering pink sex rushed through her extremities

Leaving her body with miniature body shivers and moving imprints of goose bumps racing across her tender flesh

Deeper, quicker, his tongue deeply swept through her sex slit

Enticing her hips to gyrate in his tongue rhythmic slashing motion...

Right leg slowly rose then tightly hug against the back of his head

Pulling his mouth closer to her sex, while pushing his tongue deeper into the void of her pink wetness

Oral assault hesitates

Her sweet clear nectar tasted then swallowed

Soft voice moans her approval

As his tongue resumes its assault on her swollen sex, 

A flashing thought of "Starbuck has nothing like this" tracked through her mind...

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Happy Veterans Day

Wensday is head day ... Just for me... (redone) Prose poem

Soft, yet firm wrap of slender feminine fingers

Captured the rapture of my hard pulsating cock

As her fisted fingers stroke its length slowly, tenderly

Electrified sensations bring its length to wholeness

Its girth to a fullness

Fingers grip become firmer

Their Rhythmic stroke, strokes smooth and steadily

While my scrotum is firmly squeezed by her other hand

Tip of swirling tongue tease the smooth mushroom head of my hard distended membrane

It swirls on my cock head sensitive ridge

Up and down its hard elongated flesh

When pouting lips encircle the swell of my rigid flesh:

Inhale was my breath

Quivering vibrations shook my legs

Shear sensations projected through my loins catapulted up my spine

My voice audibly moaned in overwhelming pleasure

Heartbeats urgently fluttered in my chest from the sharp piercing sensations projecting through my loins

Soon my manly voice became numb in silence from the unbearable pleasure-pain fluctuating through my extremities

As bobbing head gestures slowly undulated over the extended length of my hard swollen cock

Full wet lips ease over the soft velvet flesh of my penile over and over

Leaving my body with extreme sensations of contented pleasure

Lips manipulate

As steady rhythmic motions of head gesture take my body to the edge of orgasmic detonation

My body clings to the sensations of pleasurable affliction

Not wanting the extreme pleasure to stop

Toes curl

Buttocks tighten

Legs involuntarily squirm and vibrate

As swirling sensations bombard into the inner depths of my being

My voice now gravel in the need for me to come

Soft full lips grip tighter

The rhythm of bobbing head gestures quickens:

Body becomes compliant

As loins flood full of passion waves 

Then violently explode

Uncontrollable earth quaking tremors shake my body 

While massive expulsion of scrotum hot white gooey substance ejaculates into the moist heat of her waiting hungry mouth

Vision blurred

Lungs burn

Loud drum beats articulate from my rapid heartbeats

Suddenly my body moves without motion

Taken are deep breaths

Legs too weak to stand

But "once again," anticipates in my mind

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