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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Risen... Monday moan ...

For the third time,

The alarm clock chimed

But his body doesn't move,

Wake up sleepy head, my voice whisper into his ear,

His response was a middle finger waving in the air

Get up, get up, get up,

I begged him as I got up to get dressed,

As I glance back at him, I could see even with his eyes closed, 

They were rolling in annoyance 

Coffee, toast and eggs aromatize the air,

But when I walked back into the bedroom,

My eyes gave him a cold stare,

Because I could see his body hadn't moved not even a hair,

Let alone anywhere

He just laid there,

Paying his dues,

To Monday morning blues

With a stern voice, 

I call out his name,

But he still does not move,

Then I call him out of his name,

And his body just rolls off its side and onto its back

Harshly, my eyes glare at him,

But once I see his boyish face with a Monday morning shadow on it,

My glare softens, my demeanor becomes lovingly

Brown eyes slowly ease down his sexy body,

They linger on the lean definition of manly chest muscles, the firmness of his thighs, the sexiness of his bowed legs,

A smile cross my face as my eyes glance at the manhood that's hanging at half mask between his thighs, rather then throbbing hard at high noon like it usually does when he first awakens,

But maybe the free for all naughty sex that we encountered together last night, had something to do with its hesitance to rise on this morning,

Maybe he needs a reminding taste of last night events

Like a black cat sneaking in the dark, my body slip between his thighs,

Wondering fingertips open his fly and pull his half limp flesh out of the confinement of his shorts, 

While holding a firm grip on the sides of his half soft girth, I ease the softness of my lips around its mushroom tip, then slowly caress its long shaft flesh as my head slowly lean downward, Leaving its surface wetter on each weave of my head

His girth is felt thickening between the grip of my lips,

His length protrude more and more out my mouth, as my lips ease up and down his dick velvet soft flesh,

Breath hitch,

Eyes glare burns through me,  

As a firm grip of his hands pull hard on the back of my head

His voice whispers words I can't hear, not care to hear,

As my lips concentration on devouring the rock hard flesh that was gliding in and out my mouth

The more his hips bucked,

The harder my lips sucked, 

Making his legs lightly shiver,

I thought I heard him say something about "suck it slut",

But a minute later after his slut sucked his hard cock harder and deeper into her mouth,

All I could hear was him moaning articulations of my name 

Moans deepen,

While his hips gyrated savagely hard and deep in rhythm of my lips, that was quickly gliding up and down his wet throbbing shaft, 

Pig like grunt,

Body stiffen,

Hot white sperm ejaculates into my mouth in a bunch,

IMy lips suck his sacs dry,

While his hips pushes up toward the sky

They don't stop,

Until I hear his voice cry,

Enough

After seeing a big gratifying smile on his face, 

I get up and go to the phone,

And called his secretary,

Letting her know her boss will be late once again on Moanday

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Saturday Seduction . Enhance 2(Silent Night1) ..Prose

In the dim dark of the room,

Wearing a scarf over my eyes, 

And just the essence of my flesh,

I sit and wait,

While anticipating,

His arrival

Do not move a muscle,

Was his last words

I know he is here,

And he's close beside me,

His fragrance has arrived ahead of him,

And his quietness gives him away,

Because I can hear excitement in his breathing

Lips part,

Soft suckling kiss ignites passion flames inside my loins,

More kisses are bestowed on my bare flesh,

They suckle on my neck,

The back of my shoulder,

The roundness of my breast,

The erect tip of my nipples

Extremely slow, he kisses my body with docile kisses,

Anywhere,

Everywhere,

I don't know where the next kiss will be,

Each kiss makes my body flinch,

Twist,

Turn,

Writhe,

It makes my lungs moan,

My voice sigh,

My womb weep with tears

The touch of hands tenderly part my legs,

His tongue is felt sweeping on my inner thighs,

The warmth of his breath is felt softly blowing on my center,

Causing my heart to beat faster,

My chest to heave,

My breath to become erratic

The soft moans from my lungs become silent as the room,

As sounds of emitting movement is gone,

Sounds of his deep breathing is no more,

Just empty silence

Tingling sound of a belt buckle being released is heard in front of me,

The zip of a zipper zips into the air,

The ruffle of pants being lowered is heard

Aroma of him softly trickles into my nostrils,

It becomes stronger by the second,

The soft point of his penile is felt brushing up against my lips

Lips part,

Tongue flicks outward,

The salty taste of his pre-seed is tasted on the tip of my tongue,

But before I can enjoy its flavor, a soft continuing thrust intrudes the tip of his erection into my mouth warmth

Deep breaths through my nostrils is taken,

As a continuing thrust push his erection deeper into my mouth,

Lips are pushed apart, jaw muscles are stretched open wider with the forthcoming of his girth, that paves the way for his elongated length,

Once half of his erection has intruded pass my lips, his thrust abruptly stops

Hard palpitations are felt on my tongue,

Deep breathing is heard emitting in the air,

The exoticness of it all, makes my womb walls tighten with lust

Unfamiliar object is felt on the back of my head,

A tingling sounds tells me it's his new black leather belt,

My head is held steady with it, as his hips gyrate back and forth,

His hip rhythm is slow, but his thrust are hard and long, as he slowly feeds his length more and more pass the softness of my inner lips

The tip of his erection rest at the front of my throat,

My mouth has taken all of him as possible,

His hips gyrations are rhythmic slow, but his breathing has already become erratic and deep, an indication his eruption will come urgently

His hands pull and release the pressure on the belt, pulling my head back and forth, as he force feed his swollen erection between my lips tight grip,

Lips suck harder, as his hips thrust deeper,

His hips gyrating actions becomes rough and erratic, as his will becomes lost in the lust to cum

Faster,

Harder,

Faster-harder, he pulls the tension tighter on the belt on the back of my head,

I feel his body rise up on its toes, as sounds of sloshing wet fellatio spills into the air,  

How I wish I could put my hands on his buttocks, so I can feel his round cheeks become taut just before he explodes,

But tonight I surrender my body to his every whim 

A slight gag comes over me as his hips pump harder,

Forcing my mouth to take more of his harden flesh inside it then it's accustom too,

I fight the urge to put my arms up and steady his deep penetration into my mouth

Moans and wet hard flesh, slipping past tight lips, control the sounds floating in the air

His hands pull so hard on the belt, I fear his length is going to choke me...

Suck harder, harder he commands,

SQUEEZE-EM,SQUEEZE-EM, he yells,

Quietly my left hand corrals his tight scrotum and squeeze them tight just like he likes it,

After a moment of silence, his body tense completely tight,

Aaagg-Aaaggii-I'm cumin is the next sound of words I hear ringing in my ear

Between my lips his erection is felt palpitating harder then a old style water pump, moments before a violent ejaculation of sperm spew deep into my mouth,

His ejaculation is so violent, his sperm feels like its shot out the barrel of a 12 gauge shot gun into the root of my throat, 

His body muscles tremors so fast, it seems as if his body is standing motionless

His hot white seed fills my mouth cavity faster then I can swallow,

Hot overflow is felt trickling pass my lips and down my chin

At first I hesitate, then I break the rules of the night and bob my head

quickly back and forth, sliding his swollen flesh in and out between my lips tight death grip, milking every drop of his bitter sweet seed,

I don't stop until he relinquish a command for me to stop 

Deep breaths fill the air,

The softness of his flaccid manhood lies still in the covered warmth of my mouth,

The bitter sweet taste of his offering lingers on my tongue

Silence return to the darken room,

The belt is relinquished from behind my head,

His flaccidity is slowly pulled from between my lips sealed grip, a slight pop disturbs the silence in the room,

Right afterwards, a silent chuckle is heard coming from his direction

He leaves the room as he came, 

In silence

Again I await in the chair, 

In the dark silence of the room, with a soaking wet womb and aroused anticipation...

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Head Day Poem: Empty shell ..... Repetitive poem .....

I would ask you, if the tip of my tongue tender licks around your scrotum, and up your elongated shaft flesh, was enticing?

But, at the moment, my mouth is full...

I would ask you, if the gentle soft kisses of my moist lips on the swollen head of your penis, was the reason your body was shivering?

But, at the moment, my mouth is full...

I would ask, if wrapping my lips over the swollen bulbous head of your harden mass, then running the tip of my tongue in an circular motion all around the very tip of your penis, was why your lungs was gasping so loudly? 

But, at the moment, my mouth is full...

I would ask you, if my lips deep sucking on the bulbous tip of your long swollen shaft, just the way you like it sucked, was the reason your eyes closed tight?

But, at the moment, my mouth is full...

I would ask you, if those quiet moans filtering into my ear, as the stretched flesh that surrounds your girth slides slowly past the tightness of my close lips, mean blissful sensations are blistering through your loins?

But, at the moment, my mouth is full...

I would ask you, if it feels as good to you, as your hard as steel flesh feels to me, inside the moist heat of my mouth?

But, at the moment, my mouth is full...

I would ask you, if that involuntary leg shaking meant you couldn't stand the pleasure pain from the deep suction of my greedy lips on your harden man rod?

But, at the moment, my mouth is full...

I would ask you, if taking your length deep into the back of my throat, was the cause for your eyes to slowly roll back into your head?

But, at the moment, my mouth is full...

I would ask you, if your gasping silence meant your loins was about to explode and ejaculate your life giving seed, deep into the depths of my throat?

But, at the moment, my mouth is full...

I would ask you, what the hell did you just call me?

But, I'm too busy swallowing, a mouth full of your hot white juice...

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Head Day ...... On the prowl .... Prose poem

Like  a lioness creeping up on its prey, my body slowly, cautiously, timidly, ease between his firm muscular thighs,

Naked flesh is felt brushing against naked flesh, 

Causing a quiet sensational sigh to release from my lungs,

The hair on the back of my neck stands up, as the excitement of catching my formidable prey asleep shoots up my spine

Fingers lightly grab the lethargic prey and envelope it in its firm grasp,

One hand holds it stil, as the other slowly walk up and down its length,

My eyes watch its soft curve shell straighten to rigid, then grow longer, swell larger, and become heavier, all while in in my fingers tight fitting grasp,

Soon it has transformed into a man size beast to be reckon with, 

In a split second, my mind must decide if I fight this solidified foe, or retreat,

It decides I have the upper hand and i shall execute it slowly

Tongue tip slowly extends, and swirl on the faceless face of my adversary,

Its taste intrigues me, its scent intoxicate my senses,

Its thin flesh stretches thinner, as it reaches out to my tongue slow soft flickers

My body vibrates as it feels his thick manly thighs shake against me, 

A hushed moan floats into the quiet air, as my lips cover the faceless head of my foe,

As my lips rest on his bald tender ridge, I slowly suck until my cheeks goes  gaunt,

A slow turn of my head side to side, persuades an audible moan to speed past his lips

Now that my lips has the man beast attention, I precede to slowly kill it

As my head fall slowly downward, it slowly moves like a corkscrew, while leaving a wet trail on his swollen shaft surface, 

Slowly up, slowly down,

Slowly up slowly down

As  my head eased back up, I let the head of the faceless beast fall out my mouth

I licked its tip with vigor, flickering my tongue around his ridge until I find his sweet spot, 

Once I found his spot, my tongue flickered directly on it, 

Lungs moan, 

Hips bulk,

Legs straighten taut,

His body squirmed as if it wanted to pull the manly beast away from my hungry lips, my soft butterfly fluttering tongue

My assault abruptly stops, my eyes glanced at his wide heaving chest, my ears listened to his heavy breaths, as my hand slowly eased up and down his beast shaft, I feel sensations of excitement build between my legs, as my eyes feast on his body every reactions

Mouth open wide and encircled his beast,

My head again slowly fall downward while my lips avoided his shaft flesh,

As I felt the head of his beast push into my throat, my lips closed tight, and my head slowly eased upward,

Once my lips reached the tip of his shaft, my mouth again open wide, my head fall downward again, as the head of his beast flash into my throat once again, a shearing moan screamed in the air, while his hips hovered in mid air like a helicopter,  

My mind sensed it was time for the kill

Butterfly licks slowly flickered on his beast head, as my lips closed over its top, his fingertips dig into my  shoulders,

slowly my head fell the pulled up, each time taking a little more of his shaft inside, each time taking my time, my eye glanced up and focused on his face that was contorted like a man who was being tortured, his mouth was open wide, sometimes garble words would flow out, other times just silence

The more my lips wet his flesh surface, the smoother my head glided across its surface,

The more his beast succumbed to my lips touch

Harder suction, a slow twist of the head had his legs twitching, when my lips ease down and touched his scrotum, his hips involuntary gyrate in rhythm with my head movements,

Moans and groans followed shadow breaths of air flowing out his mouth 

Hands on each side of m y head was felt, they followed the flow of its rhythm,

His beast was on the edge of death, but I refuse to let it die then and know,

I kept just enough pressure on his harden shaft to keep him there, I wanted his beast to burn from the inside out before I was done

A pleading whispered groan of make me come was barely heard, as suction and slurping sounds filled the air,

His back arched inward, his breath hitched, pain from my hair being pulled out swept through me, his body bulked like a bronco as his orgasm exploded with the force of a neutron bomb.

The hungry lion in me feasted on his massive ejaculated mass offering of hot wet tangy sweet cream,

As his man beast died in my mouth heat, I savored the very last drop

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