For Those Who Wish To Read The Other Side Of MY Thoughts http://intrigue1manview.blogspot.com/
Don't be shy, leave a comment please... 1Manview © 1999 – 2020
Showing posts with label Erotic Love Prose Sex. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Erotic Love Prose Sex. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Same As Old ..... Prose Poetry ....

Partially exposed flesh gingerly brush up against his,

With her body leaning against his, her fingertips softly surround the limpness dangling between his legs,

While lips heat sink into the bareness of his neck flesh, the limpness hanging between his legs starts to slowly stiffen


A smile edges across her face, as she marvels at the feel of his manhood going from soft to firm, then firm to hard as steel between her clenched grip, Just as it has done for many a year


His body turns; his fingertips unclasp her bra with craftsman precision, then flip it off her arms before one heartbeat can resonate in her chest


Fingertips roam delicately on the smooth softness of her breast flesh, his mind marveled at the firm feel of her matured twins, and how his gentle touch still send goose bumps up her spine,

As fingertips on one hand teased her nipples to a towering point, the other squeezed its round mass with firm tenderness


The weight of his body gently pushes hers up close to the bed edge,

As her body free falls backward unto the mattress, his fingertips grab the elastic top of her panties, and then suddenly jerk them off her hips, leaving them to dangle on her legs


Feet are eased onto his chest,

Fingers ease slowly, softly, down her legs, then down the center of her taut inner thighs,

He doesn't realize it’s the millionth time his fingers has eased down her thighs, nor that it was the millionth time she gasp from the surreal sensation of his loving touch


As his fingertips circle teasingly around her navel, he doesn't notice the slight bulge in her stomach, were it use to be flat as a calm sea,

He doesn't think about how wet she has become from the excitement he has lured upon her body for the millionth time; he just dips his finger into her damp wake, while inhaling her personal feminine fragrance


He hasn't counted how many times her back has arched when his fingers lingers on her sweet spot, he only knows it still brings her shear pleasure, which in turn, pleasures him,

After her body shudders for the one millionth time, he steps back and marvels at his love prize


Eyes widen as his shorts ease over his hard affection,

Manly ego soars, as she gasps aloud as his harden endowment quickly appears before her eyes,

The same endowment she has witness stiffen for her pleasure for as long as her mind can remember


As her body lays on the bed mattress edge,

A smile ensues across his face, as his glance captures the naughtiness of her panties dangling between her legs


Eyes do a slow complete scan of her body,

In his mind he doesn't notice the age or imperfections of the matured body in front of him,

His mind only dwells on how much he loves her, and still lust for her flesh


A whispered what? Ease past her lips,

A wide smile is bestowed her way, then he winks his approval towards her, she smiles back as he steps nearer to her


He acts like he is about to remove her panties; but instead, he ducks his head under them, then rest the weight of her legs on his shoulder,

Before she can react to his devilment, he force feed his endowment down the center of her wet, which makes her lungs moan audibly, which he retaliates with a audible, manly, throaty groan of his own

As sensations of deep penetration rush into her womb, tightness surrounds the head of his in-lust endowment, a familiar feel they both will never tire of,


Two minds anticipate a lover’s quest: of a passionate, lustful, satisfying, romp of old...




Friday, August 26, 2011

A Stolen Moment .... Erotic Love Poem ... Prose...

Water of ocean blue, washes over my body,

As he rides in the calm of my sea


Each deep stroke brings up an emotion


An emotion of want,

An emotion of need,

An emotion of greed,

An emotion of lust,


And far most, an emotion of love


Moans and groans our ears do not hear,

Naked flesh our eyes no longer see,

We just__ feel


Feelings of love sensations crusting from our souls,

Filling every corner of our hearts, as they beat in unison,

While quietly fulfilling all the urgencies of our desires,


Back and forth his thrust drive emotions deep

While bringing up the trust of love...


Love, lust has always ran neck and neck,

But lust always won,

It was our beginning,

It was our end,

Until this day of reconcile


Now love rides supreme,

Love rules all sensations,

Love is tasted in all kisses,

Love is felt in every touch, every soft collision of our hips


Love rules every breath taken,

From the ones so shallow it makes you gasp,

From the gasping ones that are so big, it makes you hold your breath,

From the contempt of the breaths that stutter in between the two...


As my eyes veer at the reflection of our bodies together as one in the clear of the still warm blue water,

My mind realize we have risen from the floor of passion,

To the throne of lust,

From the throne of lust, to the haven of supreme love...


As the thickness of his masculinity slowly falls deep between my thighs,

Our minds realize that love has finally arrived,

And captured the whole of our hearts,

Quieter, then a silent whisper...