Saturday Seduction: Consented__ Erotic prose poem

Legs widen, soft flesh lowers, then delays.

A whisper of a moan drifts into the air as the softness of swollen folds slowly part.

Her body continuation to lower starts again. 

As her body lowers, the tautness of her soft pink walls caresses the girth of his rigid manhood as manly hips gently thrust upward.

Lungs expand but do not fill as indescribable sensations spiral rampantly through their lions.

Heartbeats become rapid as the desire of the flesh takes control of the mind, while voices become silent while their bodies prepare to make harmonizing music together.

His length disappears deep into the dark abyss of her womb, pushing her pink flesh open wider, broader as it slowly soars on its upward flight.

Short breaths of air burst past their lips as their hips move in a synchronized movement.

Rough fingertips dig deep into soft bare flesh as his length rises and falls inside her domain.

Breast rubs against chest; sweat rubs against sweat as hips softly collide head-on.

The deeper his inflexible stature ease into her domain, the higher her voice whispers his name in his ear as their minds are bath in sexual bliss.

The moon smiles at them through the window. But before their dance of desire ends, the sun will be smiling upon them too.

©1ManView 

Saturday seduction: Whisper in the dark - Sensual erotica in prose.

A whispered, "I love you," floats out the dark in the bedroom.

A smile, a whispered "I love you more," is sent back into the blackness of the room.

As I step away from the room to let her sleep in peace, her words draw me back into the dark.

Silently I ease back into the darkness of the room. Once I was at the bed edge, I leaned down and softly kissed the softness of her lips.

Her eyes open as a smile on her face said; I knew you would come back to me.

Captured lips embrace:

First softly with unadulterated love

Then firmly with captivated lust.

Last but not least, with the passion of desire.

Hands roam over the bed covers, pushing them aside.

Finding a soft naked curvy body under my fingertips

(Her voice)

Eyes watched his clothes gradually descend to the floor.

They watch his chiseled body easing between the spread of my shapely legs.

Abruptly I felt the mushroom head of his length push against my moisten haven door.

Opening, it up with a thrust of steady brute force.

One long slow thrust eased inch after inch of his rock-hard flesh down the snug center of the hidden crevice between my thighs.

First penetration sensations possessed my fingers to grasp the satin sheets as his girth slowly opened my soft, pliable womb walls wider.

A gasp,

A moan, 

A graveling groan emerged as penetrating pain turns to love, lust bliss.

Just as I thought my wet walls had enveloped all of his hardness,

more of its length penetrated my womb depths.

He laid still on top of me, letting my tightness accommodate his lustful swell, 

That was when I completely felt his hardened pride.

I felt the large swollen veins on his hardness on my sensitive walls, 

The beat of his heart transfer through his hard as steel shaft,

The heat of his blood seeping into my walls,

The heavy pulses of the head of his thick shaft throbbing on the front of my cervix,

As his lips enveloped mines,

Blissfulness like I never felt before, singe my captive lips.

Another slow, deliberate thrust propels his manly flesh deeper inside me,

Heat,

Surreal sensations, 

United with the passion of being loved solely, it instantly sent me over the threshold of an orgasm.

(His voice)

Her womb spasm to a tightness that grasps my hard flesh almost to a stop

Her body unexpectedly shuddered then quaked.

Bucking, my body up and down as if it were riding atop of a bucking bronco.

Tightly my fist grasps the sheets to keep my body upright on top of hers.

As soon as I felt my hardness start to slide in her taut womb again, my hips gyrated slow and deep, causing her lungs to scream while the second wave of orgasmic release rushed through her extremities.

(her voice)

He is such the devil. He knew a deep, slow stoke would make me cum once again,

That is what makes him my perpetual lover.

Legs held high on his shoulders, 

His length falls fathoms deep inside my divine,

While his swollen girth width stretches my pink walls to their lateral means, prompting tiny shudders to float through my body extremities as my loins burn hotter than a forest fire.

Hmm, slow measure stokes will make him last longer in my tightness,

while letting me feel every rippling sensation inside my wetness before it rushes up the center of my spine.

I know he's going to bring me to the edge, again and again, then make me climax until my body becomes sexually numb.

All because,  of a whisper in the dark

1Manview © 2020

Next breath 1.0 - Sensual Song poem

A Song Poem is a poem that is written from a song, using a word, phrase, or sentence from that song. It must also be written in the melody, rhythm, or spirit of that song:

As I sit at the window looking out at the bright white hue of the moon breaking up the night sky

My lungs take a deep breath, clearing my mind of all thoughts except the thoughts of you, and I

I know things have not been as good as it could be, should be, but I am here to find courage, to fess up for my failures, and tell you how the man you chose to be yours will help to complete your life. I know I took you for granted. No, us for granted. But sometimes, being the man you looked up to was more than I could handle. But after the break-up, I realize "I needed you more than my next breath." I needed you more than the fear of failing you once again.

Tonight, holding you in my arms was more than an adventure. It was love at it's best. It was foreplay of the heart. When the softness of your lips touched mine, the sensation pulled my breath away. A breath I will no longer need as long as I have you. If I only could put into words how I felt about you. How I needed to be your husband first, your lover second, a steady understanding father third. And foremost of all, a reliable man that has taken the challenge to lead.

"I don't think I never, ever really told you how much I need you. I need you more than my next breath. Never will I ever leave you. Because darling, I need you more than the next breath I breathe. "

Her voice:

My eyes open to the darkness of the room. My mind instantly thought of you, and why weren't you lying next to me? Eyes drift up, and I see you sitting next to the window. I could see by your eyes stare; your mind was as far as the vastness of the night sky. Searching for something, and maybe not of me. Conjecture, I could only tell you how it felt to be back in the strength of your arms. Arms that wrapped so tight around me, I lost my next breath, how your kisses sweeter than cane sugar consumed me. How I could not breathe as your affectionate kisses laid a wet trail down my whimpering body flesh; at the same time, you were taking time to lightly swirl your tongue tip over the top of my hills, down the steep crevice of my valleys.

But when our bodies connected as one, our hips locked in sync as your manly pride thrust deep into my wetness, you took away my next breath on every downstroke. But it still was not deep enough, not hard enough, because I could breathe, and I needed your deepest love more than my next breath.  "I need you more than the next breath I breathe."

"I don't think I never, ever really told you how much I need you. I need you more than my next breath. Never will I ever leave you because, honey, I need you more than the next breath I breathe."

Welcome home.

(C)1ManView 

Next Breath by Tank

Saturday seduction: Never say goodnight

In the room darkness, more close than open eyes, watch you cross the room wearing white.
With eyes now fully close, I suddenly feel your presence next to the bed.
The bed lightly moves as you enter.
I can feel your eyes trying to investigate mine.
With eyes slightly open, I politely say goodnight.
You gingerly pull the covers off me and straddle my near-naked body that habitually wears shorts to bed.
You lift, then pull the center of your white panties to one side. Then lower the top of your lingerie to expose your firm breast. After hearing a deep sigh, I heard, "never say goodnight when you know I need your love," and lower your body down on my lethargic manhood and lightly rock your hips back and forth.

In the darkness, your lips sought and found mine, then embrace mines with such a tender touch, my passion urgently awakens.
Heartbeats that were quietly beating are now thumping loudly inside my chest.
Fire erupts inside my loins.
While a dull pain insert itself inside my groan
As my trapped rigid extension try to reach out to you

Soft womanly hands pull and rip open the front of my shorts, then pull my aching, throbbing, unyielding fiber out into the open.
Then you slowly lower the softness of your body center-slit over its towering shaft and gingerly impale its hard-thick core into the wet smoldering moist heat of your love canal.
Audible moans escape into the air as you grind your hips down hard on mine while gyrating your curvy hips in a tight circle, torquing your pink, soft, pliable walls firmly on my stiff manly shaft.

Thick curvy hips slowly lift, then slowly ease down. Pushing and pulling my manly fiber in and out the warmth of your moisten womb.
I can feel your pliable walls give way to the thick girth of my rock hard penile on every thrust of your hips.
A swallowed moan reverberate in my throat as the ecstasy of sensations overwhelms my senses.
Words of "you feel so good inside me" awakens the impeccable lust I have for you.
"I love you so much," awakens my soul.                                                                   ..As your simple words, took my heart of whole

 Manly hands ride on firm hips, lifting your body higher and setting you down firmer on my hips, impaling my hard mass deep inside you.
Your hips swirled and ground as the pace of our lecherous act quickens.
Faster is not fast enough.
Hard is not hard enough.
As passion sensations filled our loins to capacity

Thunderous orgasm rage through your extremities as your hips collide into mine again and again.While my hands hold your hips like an anchor, keeping your body upright on top of mine.
Soft pink walls collapse around my hardness, tugging and pulling on it with a firm grip, causing electrified sensations to swoop inside my loins  Enticing it to spew its hot white wine into the heated dark depths of your womb.
Hard palpitation followed by deep ejaculation had my hard substance jumping between your soft walls until the last drop of my wine spilled into the pink lining of your womb.

Our bodies held still, waiting for our minds to return from the unknown world of passion.

Our body's mixture of liquid seeping down my soft shaft flesh was felt as your hips teasingly mimic your passion gyrations that have come to past.

Hips gyrations come to a rest.
Your limber body leans forward.
A deep wet kiss devours my lips with a kiss so hot, the heat of it lingered through the night.

While my soft extension rest inside your love nest
My fingertips reach and pull the covers over our naked bodies.
So, the first person to wake can start making love between the soft cotton sheets. 

 

1Manview © 2020

Monday moaning: Wishing well ... Sensual poetry (Picture poem in prose)

Ductile touches slowly awaken your senses

Senses that awaken the passion within

Seducing you pink petals to slowly unfold and reach out to me

After closure, I stop and smell the pungent aroma of the wishing well residing between the softness of your petals.

A smell that thoroughly excites the passionate-lust within me

My lips part, my tongue extend then lay in your well water so it can bath in its warmth until its palate is full of your water sweet-tart flavor.

Then slide the hardness of my lust down your well-wet corridor.  

And make our wishes of being loved by that special someone come true.

1Manview © 2020

Monday Moaning - Lick-A-Clit.

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Red Panties Sexy Saturday Seductions ....

Envision...

Naked

Rope tied

To the bed

His naked muscular body lay

Submissive is the game

It was his turn to be the submissive

To be played

The reason his chiseled naked body laid

Rope tied in the position of a cross

In the middle of the large comfortable bed

There she stood

At the very edge

Of the large beautiful bed

Wearing nothing but,

Her curvy birthday suit

And her Sexy Panties colored red

To start the beginning

Of 1Manview erotic writings

Of Red Panties Sexy Saturday Seductions  

Coming soon...

1Manview © 1-18– 2016

Inside my thighs.. . Erotic prose peom

Wet essence,

Gush from the opening of my womb,

Down the elongated length of his erect swell,

While the flesh of my thighs, quiver in contempt of undulating pleasure,

As orgasmic waves of my inner orgasm shear through my loin

Deeper...

And deeper....

His hard substance penetrates into the depths of my pink wet being,

As I ride atop the hard tower of his manhood flesh,

While his constant gyrating hips thrust his hard substance deep into the wet of my wake,

Solidifying the constant rage of my orgasm,

That makes my body convulse deeply in ecstasy 

Reluctantly he relents, and let the heat of the creamy white seed of his loins explode within me,

Knowingly it means the end of the surge of our constant enraptures of pleasure,

Yet, the beginning of the empathy of an in self-orgasm,

That will consume his soul 

1Manview © 1-18– 2016

Monday moan.... Body kisses ... Erotic Prose poem

Warmth of morning sun,

Filtering through dingy window panes,

Gently ease into the softness of naked feminine flesh

Body stir,

But does not awaken

Warmth of moist lips,

Is felt pressing against the nape of tender neck skin

Eyes open,

Deep breath taken,

As moist lips persistence,

Slowly leave a moisten trail,

Down the center of slender back

Tongue tip swirl,

Over and under the roundness of taut buttocks,

Down the center flesh of creamy firm thick thighs,

Enticing lungs to part dry lips with a burst of a whispering moan

Firm grip eases feminine body over,

Then spread shapely legs open wide

Tongue glide upward on the smooth flesh of an inner thigh,

Then slip into the privacy of moist divine,

Gently licking,

Tasting,

The mushy swollen folds in its path

Deep breath is heard,

As the tip of tongue slowly ease up and down the center of wet parallel slit

Legs quiver as tongue tip,

Plunge deep into small slit opening,

And taste the flavor of the pliable pink substance inside

Head tilts,

Lungs deep inhaled breath is held,

As surreal sensations rush into loins,

Trail through extremities

Top of head grabbed,

Leg wrap around head and pull inward,

Deepening wet body kiss

Curvy hips involuntary gyrate,

While pink walls secrete

Its sweetest flavor

Taut stomach muscles wave,

Like calm ocean waves lightly washing over sandy shorelines,

While morning moans stir the room air,

Like a light tropical sea breeze

Hips lift,

Gyrations quit,

Legs become completely stiff,

As tongue tip deeply taste the sweet spot in its path,

Repetitively

Lungs grovel,

Body stiffen,

Legs deeply quiver,

While orgasmic waves seduce petite body

Peaceful calm follows the raging storm,

Succumbing shivering body with sensations of ecstasy afterglow

Whispered good morning,

Is quietly answered,

With an exhaled whispered moan....

 1Manview © 11-26– 2016

Happy New Year! .....

Happy New Year!

May your New Year come in with a bang...

Peace, Love and Happiness to you ....

1ManView