Saturday Seduction - Slipin' into Darkness - Erotic Prose Poem

Slow, soft footsteps slip into the bedroom darkness, on a night the moon refuses to shine. My body gently bumps into the wall, into the bedroom furniture, a short trip over the brown throw rug, bruising more than my alter ego. Outstretched arms finally guided me to the edge of the bed,

While on bended knees, I recited my prayers, then pulled back the bed covers. As my body slipped beneath the covers’ darkness, it encountered a halo of sweet fragrance hovering above her form. My smile faded as my mind replayed her last words: "Do not wake me—period." I slipped into the darkness of the covers, then exhaled with frustration.

Eyes closed, but soon opened after a gentle bump of our romps had a head-on collision. Her bare flesh softness sank into mine; its round, taut shape became vivid in my mind as its radiant heat transferred into my flesh. Causing my sleeping demise to rise. My body gingerly slid into the darkness between the bed sheets. 

Fingertips glided softly over her bare flesh. They roamed slowly and gently over her shoulders, then traced down the curve of her spine. Followed the deep crease of her firm, round buttocks, then slipped gently past swollen lips. They hesitated, then entered the intimate darkness of her body, wet, divine

Fingers moved slowly, up and down, in and out, exploring the softness within. Folds swelled as her nectar drip passed her vulva, swollen lips, while fingertips repeatedly slipped gingerly in and out her soft darkness.

My heart raced; my demise became hard as steel, but her last words entered my mind, "Do not wake me - Period!"

Hands trembled as my demise was guided towards the slit between her legs. Lungs inhaled deeply as my demise slipped into the darkness between her tights

Careful not to wake her, I eased my demise inside her intimate space with slow, gradual movement into its warmth.

After a calming breath, I made another gradual movement of my demise, entering it deeper into the darkness of her womb. When it reached the darkest space of her depths, a light feminine moan escaped into the air. 

Hips smoothly rotated quicker; they thrust deeper and harder. Her petite body tensed tight, then shook and trembled in an orgasmic moment. After her last body shiver eased through her extremities, her body fell into a deep relaxed state.

Next to our bed was a baby crib, where a loud baby cry startled my mind, instantly opening my wife's caramel-colored eyes wide, denying my demise its wet, tight sleeping prize. 

After all my hard effort, I have been caught, slippin' into the darkness of my wife's most intimate spot.

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Saturday Seduction ... Your Birthday ... Erotic Prose poem

Upright, her body straddles his as he laid comfortably on the bed mattress

He could see her affection for him shine in her light brown eyes,

Feel the still air warmed by her smile

The oval shape of her soft breast caught his attention,

His eyes focused on her nipples that were reaching out, begging to be touched

Downward his eyes roamed, surveying the surface of the soft curve of her stomach,

Then glanced at the tautness of her thighs, which instantly enticed his mind

But as her body leaned forward and brushed against his leg, her centered heat received his full attention

Moisture dripped on his leg, telling him her heat needed to be satisfied,

His loins flushed with excitement as his inner sexual arousal started to flow

He felt her fixated eyes following his aroused excitement, as it climbed to new heights,

A smile merged on her face as its length reached further into the air,

Her body felt electrified inside; knowingly, she still had that strong sex appeal on him after years of togetherness.

Her eyes watched his mass girth swell as its length peaked, then stiffen to inflexibility.

She reached out and touched its smooth velvet surface. 

Playfully she pushed the stretched foreskin back, then tenderly rubbed her thumb over his rigid shaft, soft, bulbous face.

His legs stiffen then lightly vibrated as she fore played on his hardness.

As much as she wanted to devour his large mass on the spot by taking it deep inside the moist heat of her mouth, then watch his body severely jerk and twist while surreal sensations ran rampant through it, she resisted.

"What do you want," whispered into the still air?

He smiled, then replied, "All Night."

A giggle eased from her lungs as her mind reflected collectively of all the all-nighters they sexually played. 

The two-word answer made her feel cozy warm inside.

She asked him again in a firmer but still soft whispering voice,

What do you want?

"You" was his answer...

As a broad smile crossed her face, his right-hand reaches out then dip an index fingertip into her moistened heat.

Her head tilted back, while her lips slightly parted, allowing a sigh of anticipation escaped past them.

Her eyes closed then reopened as she tried to refocus her attention to pleasing him, which was almost impossible while his teasing fingertip floated up and down her soaking wet slit.

Baby, it's your Birthday; she replied, "What. Do. You. Want"?

"Slow" was his final answer.

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Happy Birthday to me! 😉

I come in peace ...Erotic Prose peom (redoen)

I came to you in peace

You pursued my will

Until I gave in

As you asked, I thrust into your dark pink spear, with tender caresses

You repaid me by calling me naughty-filthy names

Than flipped me over and sucked all of me between soft pouted lips that gripped my velvet soft flesh with taut brut force

Hid me in the dark moistened heat in the center of your mouth

Then did to me as you willed

Stroked me into a conscious of pure ecstasy

Chocked me into unconsciousness

Then stole my thick tangy-sweet substance of white

When I regain consciousness

You had the audacity to ask me

 If I wanted you to do it to me

Once again...


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Monday Moaning poem... "Moan" .... Erotic Acrostic poem

M Murmur

O  of 

A  An appreciative

N  naughtiness

An acrostic is a poem (or another form of writing) in which the first letter (or syllable, or word) of each line (or paragraph, or other recurring feature in the text) spells out a word, message or the alphabet. 

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Monday Moaning... Let it rain ... Erotic prose poem

The sound of twisting black thunder clouds
Immensely pouring down hard spiraling rain drops
Is totally drowned out by the deep guttural moans
That's leaving my throat
As your thick elongated shaft
Thrust deep into the sobbing wet, pink ravine betwixt my thighs

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Quiet in the library ... Erotic smile poem.... (Prose)

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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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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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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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Love calls

Soft hands wash dirty dishes

While quiet humming linger in the air

Hard body press against her softness

Manly hands slide under blouse and envelope firm full breast

Fingertips tenderly swirl on nipples tip

Soft voice moans quietly

Hard press against soft

Zipper unzipped

Panties fall

Hard enters moist softness

Love for each other -

Consummated

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My spot ... Erotic Repititive poem ..... (picture poem)

It was quiet
It was soft
It was exciting
It was thrilling
It was exhailerating
It was passionate
It was lustful
It was powerful
It was tender
It was sweet
It was hard
It was thunderous
It was all the above, when it hit my spot.....

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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 

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