Thursday, November 19, 2020

Saturday seduction - Whore ... Erotic prose poem with music .... (revisited)

Kate Moss pole dances to 'Glory Box' by Portishead

Blindfolded,

Petite soft hand - gently pulled him in tow,

Into a room unknown to him

 

A chair was given,

Sit was her command

 

Blindfold removed,

Room darker than black skies, left him with sensations of being blind,

Sounds of erotic music started to softly echo from all four corners of the room

His eyes blink and tried to focus on the lean firm body that was wearing black lingerie, and had a pretty face, standing in front of him,
But she quickly turned and seductively walked into the darkness,
Leaving a lust filled sigh wedged in his throat

 

Soft light appears,

Lightning only a small path of "watching"

 

Wooden box, with pillow mattress on top, appears in the dim light focus 

Her curvy body sits atop of it,

Long slender legs move slow and easy to the music rhythm,

Opening slowly into a horizontal split in front of him,

Exhibiting the imprinted swollen swell of her sex folds,

That push on the tight black lace panties, that hugged the curves of her full hips and spherical buttocks

 

Legs with flesh soft as cotton, lift toward the ceiling,

Long slender fingertips slowly slip the black panties off her hips, then eased them off her legs, 

Once off, she disregards them with a hand flip into the darkness 


Slowly, her body spin toward him and stop, 

Her black lacy bra is teasingly pulled off, then it is disregarded into the darkness,

Leaving her naked firm breast, for his eyes to feast upon,

But not for long, because he could feel her eyes stare pulling his gaze into the focus of her eyes,

And once his eyes glanced into hers, he felt the heat of her stare, burn into the heart of his sexual soul

 

Once again, the light went dim...

 

Light flash on,

He can see her body moving,

His eyes watch it erotically twist and bend like elastic, while moving in the rhythm of the music, 

With back arched, her hips provocatively gyrate,

Imitating passionate movements of love-making movements that mimic she was riding atop of her lover

With his hard enormity buried deep into the spasm of her hot needy pussy,

With each deep thrust of her hips, her lungs moaned as if his hard substance was filling her greedy cavity full of its more than its adequate size


Light dim to the color of dusk,

Filing his sight with blackness,

Leaving his body with incentives of hot wanton lust

 

Light reappear as she walks away from the mattress covered box,

Then they dim to dark once again

 

Out of the darkness and into the dim light

Slender arms appear,

Followed by the erect tip of ample bosom

And full curves of swaying hips


Arms reach out,

Legs muscles flex,

Pole climbed,



Right leg wraps around pole thick girth,

Her body perfectly spin in the rhythm of the erotic music,

With the control and grace of a ballerina

 

Up to the top of the pole,

Her graceful body leap, then with a slow control spin,

She slid down the full length of the pole,

While seductively twisting her body, and oscillating her hips

 


At the bottom of the pole, her body stop spinning,

Her hips start to gently gyrate, 

Grinding her sex against the hardness of the shiny steel pole


A quiver appeared in her arms,

A shiver made her thighs lightly tremor,

As she manipulated the pole shiny slippery surface 

With bumps, and deep sexual grinds,

While pulling it hard against the swollen folds of her needy sex


Her body tense, then wilt,

After taking a deep breath, she slowly slips off the pole,

The light once again dim to dark,

All sounds come to a halt


He now sits alone in the dark with just his mind thoughts, 

Alone, with his body full of erotic passionate feelings


Zipper of paints suddenly zips down,

Harden size is painfully pulled through his paints small frontal opening,

Warmth of soft lips is felt slowly wrapping around the stretched velvet soft skin, of his hard throbbing manhood girth

A sigh

A moan

A grunting groan,

Erupts past his parted lips,

While his legs shivered from the sharp surreal sensations of captured ecstasy, 
from her soft lips performing perfect fellatio on his throbbing shaft


 1Manview © 2020

10 comments:

  1. La sensualidad es más importante que el sexo, es la llama que lo aviva. Un buen relato. Abrazos

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    1. Estoy de acuerdo con tu. La sensualidad es la clave del sexo definitivo.

      Que tengas una buena semana
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    1. Mine too. Thanks for the visit...

      Stay safe
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  3. Wow! Loved all the build up. Slow and intensely seductive!

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    1. Thank you very much for your words... 😊

      Peace and love
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  4. For the first time, I wanna be a pole, so that she can always climb on me.

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    1. LMAO...😆😂 I know what you mean. She's always climbing up and sliding down. A wonderful thought NS...

      Peace
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  5. Un placer leerte. Siempre me sorprended amigo.

    Besos y feliz día

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    1. Muchas gracias. Y siempre es un placer que me visites ...

      Besos y feliz dia
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