A Song Poem: is a poem that is written from a song, using a phrase, word or sentence from that song. It must also be written in the melody, rhytmn or spririt of that song...
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Slow soft deep bass pitched from the big black stereo speakers
High soft-pitched guttural moans sound as if it were singing in the background of the soulful music
Deep breaths of air echo off the bedroom walls, as hips dipped and swirled in a unison rhythmic motion
Au Au Au "Oh baby, you feel so good in me"
"Deeper baby, deeper"
"Tear it up, tear it up baby", exhaled past parted red-painted lips
A quick change of sexual positions left her thighs straddling over his
Her body slowly lower, letting his harden mass slowly penetrate past the resist of her vulva lips, then ease deep inside her wanting wet womb
His staggering mass slowly fill her small opening to maximum capacity
Lungs gasp whispers of:
"Oh baby, you are so tight"
"Ride me baby... Ride me"
Oh shi … e … e … e ... rode on the deep bass notes floating in the room pungent scent of wedded consensual sex
Mind staggering sensations rush up her spine as her body reaches up toward the sky
Slow long measured strokes flow slowly - steadily up, then down her womb sensitive walls
As their bodies capture the sheer rapture of sensations bombarding their minds
Its penetrating force reaches so deep inside their bodies, it reach into their very souls
Up... Down
Up... Down
Up... Then Down
Her appealing body "ride high" on top of his rock hard masculinity
Hands reach up
Her curvy body leans forward
The swell of her bosom fall into the crest of his hands, impaling her solid erect nipples into the center of his palms
A firm gentle squeeze corrupt a soft deep moan from her lungs, while she "rides high" on him
Back arch
Womb walls tighten
Squeezed girth of harden flesh is so tight his lungs gasp in euphoric torment
Belly muscles tighten then swing in a soft slow fluid back and forth motion
Making her body dance on top of his like a graceful belly dancer
Deep groan vibrate in his chest as her love dance manipulate his love staff like no other
The velvet softness of her womb walls rub over the top of the mushroom head of his inflexible shaft, then slowly down to his thick anchoring base like a sailboat sailing over low tide in the moonlight
Surreal sensations run rampage from his loins up his spine, crashing deep into the base of his brain
Masculine hands grip her waist with brute force, as his mind climb the ladder of sexual high
Fingertips hold tight on her buttock, as he cram every ounce of his harden fiber inside her tightening womb
Eyes glance up catching the stare of her eyes fixated on his
Her body ride straight up
Her womb weep profusely on his harden mass
While her firm ample breast bounce in rhythm of her body dance
Smooth long strokes of harden flesh slide in and out her cramped opening
The sides of his massive girth brush against an erect protruding clitoris peeping through its shield
The rhythm of their dance, his manly size, the angle of her position, caused electrified sensations so deep and intense inside her womb, her mind quickly defaulter into a " sexual high"
As his sexual high reach its peak, his eyes no longer see her
They see bright stars that glitter around the moon
They see the hue of the blue sky
Just as they see the brightness of the sun punching through the white clouds of blue skies, his lungs s-c-r-e-a-m "i'm cumin' baby, I'm cumin'
His body snap rigid
His harden mass palpitate with force of urgency, as his loins explode with the force and heat of a megaton napalm bomb
A strangle cry of release grunt from his lungs while the heat of his manly seed ejaculates hard and deep into the heat of her receiving womb
"Oh baby", it's so hot race passed her lips a fractional moment before her body becomes taut, then spasm with deep tremors
Hips flail, womb spasm, as harden flesh penetrates beyond belief
Lava hot sperm mixed with her slippery lubricate, pushes out her hot womb and run down his scrotum flesh spilling on the sheets, puddling into a large circle
Bodies shake and quake, as the after shock of their high of sexual release soars through their extremities
Silence are the cries of passionate sex
Silent is the sound of wet suction and bodies crashing head on into each other
Absent are the thoughts that run through their minds
Present is the smell of mixed sex juices filtering through their nostrils as lungs breathe deeply
Present is the soft deep bass of the music playing over and over in the background
While bodies lie motionless in a vertical heap of contented flesh
Whispers of "I love you" quietly whisper into ears as minds realize only true love for another can take you on this kind of "Sexual High " from "Riding High"
