Redemtion ... Sensual Prose poem

Warm breath lingers
On the softness of neck flesh
 

Tender touch squeeze a nipple tautly
Then firmly squeeze the nakedness of a full breast
Soft flesh lean back against harden flesh
As a soft voice quietly gasp
A deep voice deeply sigh
Is it the beginning of passion lust
Or redemption of a love for one another? 

(C)1ManView

This poem is from my other blog intrigue - that I'm trying to reboot
http://intrigue-1manview.blogspot.com/

Redemption ... Sensual Prose Poem

Warm breath lingers 

On the softness of neck flesh

Tender touch squeeze a nipple tautly

Then firmly squeeze the nakedness of a full breast

Soft flesh lean back against harden flesh

A voice softly gasp

Another slightly sigh

Is it the beginning of passion lust

Or redemption of love for one another?

(C)1ManView

Image from SEXART

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

M Murmur

O  of 

A  appreciative

N  naughtiness

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

1Manview © 1999 – 2017

Erotic smile day .. Big Dick (Limerick poem)

She always wanted to make love to a man with a big dick

But he turned out to be nothing but a big prick

When he stuck it deep into her hot clear wine

She didn't realize it would be his decline

Because his big pretty dick, exploded in a second quick .... 

A limerick is a form of poetry,[1] especially one in five-line anapestic meter with a strict rhyme scheme (AABBA), which is sometimes obscene with humorous intent. The first two lines rhyme with the last line and the third and fourth line rhyme, and they are usually shorter. 

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

Envision ... Picture poem

Envision...

You and I

In a dark room full of flickering candles

Soft romantic music reaching from the darkest corner of the room

Envision....

lips

Fingertips

Tenderly touching private places only we dare to touch

Envision...

What comes next after this

Envision....

1Manview © 11-26– 2016

Monday Moaning .... It's morning .... prose poem

Body stirs,

Eyes awaken,

Mind drifts from its morning daze,

As my eyes look at his face that's still focused in a morning haze,

His eyes glare is felt upon my flesh,

The kind of glare that pushes my mind into a lustful rush

It takes awhile,

For my lips to frown up into a morning smile,

But his lips soft kisses,

Never misses,

To sooth my morning mood

Tender touch reaches out and ease across the nakedness of my breast,

Softly touching the exposure of its flesh, 

Squeezing its texture all so delicately

Legs spread,

Between my body center,

His body leans,

Hardness meet wet softness,

Intruder alert awakens all my senses within,

Good morning deep thrust dive into the pink color of my wetness,

That's followed by my lungs quiet, good morning moan

1Manview © 1999 – 2015

A to Z Erotic poem challenge .. E is for Ejaculate ...

Monday morning

Eyes open to erection standing tall

Straight, thick and super hard 

Deep throbbing sides that caught me off guard

It looked so pretty

It made me feel gaiety

And when I became close and personal to it

I heard my breath purring like a baby kitty

Mind couldn't reconcile 

To fuck it

Suck it

Get on top and buck on it

Then in a flash I decided to rub it

Quick licks

Long lashing flicks

Got his throbbing girth wet real quick

His eyes opened and watched the show

When my grip slowly slid down his shaft

His hands into the sheets he did grab

His back bowed

His length and thickness started to grow

All signs that he was already about to blow

Lips quick suck

Made his hips buck

His toes curl and tuck

His voice to moan "Oh fuck"

Hand slipped up and down his wet girth like it was a trombone

While my eyes watch his white see ejaculate out the head of his throne

Watching where it had flown

As his voice graveled and groaned

Lips suckle on his girth

For all their worth

While the last of his hot seed land

On the side of my hand

Lips suck hard on his limp cock

Bringing it back to tall and hard as granite rock

This time my sex didl hop

On his harden throne top

Where my hard gyrating hips did not stop

Until my body shiver, shake then flopped

Eyes open and he pulls out his wet limp bone,

We smile, cuddle and kiss,

While our lungs quietly Monday moan...

1Manview © 9-21– 2014

Randomness By poetic guest NavyPoet

The cotton sheet grazes
Emboldened peaks
Sweet juice drips
On collarbones
Drops that slip past
A tongue raked over
Sticky hands
It is not done this thing
This closed eye savoring
Of newly made memories
Lips sipping on smells
That defy tasted skin
And then there is you
Resting on open palms
Stabilizing the breath
That threatens to burst
From the exertion
Heartbeats slow words
Until they are no longer necessary
In the raw humidity of
The moments passing
We enjoy the echoed music
Of the evening 

NavyPoet © 9-11–2014

A to Z Erotic poem challenge . D is for Deep thrusting dick

Breeching bulge,

Stress plaid dainty shorts seems,

Beyond their stretching means

As hungry eyes spy,

Its outline entice my mind,

Enflame my loins,

Ignite my fire of desire,

With its vivid visual presence

Shorts removed,

Lips drool,

As eyes watch his hard long size,

Throb while standing tall between thick muscular thighs

My mind fantasize,

About all the sexual things I want to try,

With the enormity of his engorged hard pulsating prize

Lips lick,

Off the clear creamy residue that's tangy sweet and thick,

Oozing out his sex head small horizontal slit

Body quickly flipped over,

Within a second, his hard mass was deep inside my pink clover, 

He push his hard mass deep into my wetness in a haste,

Taking me deeply without a wait

Deep slow hard thrust,

That fall deeply into my womb wet soft pink crust,

Make my lungs moan out in deep desire lust,

While my soft tender womanly sex, felt as if his deep hard strokes was going to bust

Legs lift,

Hips tilt,

The base of his thick shaft rode dead center on my sensitive pink clit

In and out,

In and out,

Repetitive slow deep measured strokes make my voice audibly shout

Hips thrust suddenly stop,

Strong hands flip my body over on to its stomach like a rag mop,

Then his harden sex drop, 

Into my honey hole with a girth that felt harder then granite rock

Long hard cock,

Hits my sensitive sweet spot,

Making my body hop,

My voice to beg him not to stop

Faster, harder, his cock rode inside my wet swell,

Giving me an orgasm of gigantic pleasure,

While his thick hard meat, rode extra deep inside my soft pink treasure

Just as my pleasure becomes full,

His baritone voice bellow like an old angry bull

My walls spasm tight around his palpitating girth,

Milking his hot white seed for all it was worth,

His body uncontrollably shook with orgasmic release,

Until his sex last palpitations ceased

Sexually spent bodies collapse into a sexual heap,

Then quietly fall into a deep afterglow sleep...

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

A to Z Erotic poem challenge... D is for Direction... (Take me) Repetitive Song poem

Take me,

Take me in your arms

Take me,

Hold me close,

So close my lungs can no longer breathe in your essence

Kiss me, 

Kiss my lips with the softness of pure white cotton

Kiss me,

Kiss me with urgent tenderness

kiss me, 

Kiss me with ardent passion

Kiss me,

kiss me with the lust of your tongue

Take me,

Take me while gently disrobing the curvature of my flesh

Take me,

Take me after you lie my body gingerly down on our oversize bed

Take me, 

Take me while taking what's mine to give

Take me,

Take me while the the flavor of my pink sexual core, flood down on the pink palate of your tongue

Take me,

Take me as my body profusely convulse for more

Take me,

Take me while your body ride tempestuously between the center of my thighs

Take me,

Take me as deep as your sex can probe into the darkness of my soft wetness

Take me, 

Take me again, and again

Take me,

Take me while loud articulations of my voice beg you for more

Take me,

Take me until my passionate screams, are screams of adore

Wake me,

Wake me so I can feel the consciousness of your love....

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

A song poem is a poem written from a chosen song in a preferred form of poetry. It must use a phrase, sentence or directive word from that song. It also has to be written in the melody, rhythm and dictated spirit of that song...

A to Z erotic poem challenge .. C is for Cream ..

Thighs

Breast 

Eyes 

As seen

Tempt me..

The thought 

Of taste

Seduce me...

Foreplay thoughts

Enter my mind

As panties fall

Off her behind

Past thick thighs

Down shapely  legs...

Foreplay again

Enters my thoughts

As tongue slip between soft lips

But my mind thoughts 

Are far behind my actions

As the taste of her clear creamy cream

Is interrupted

By her deafening scream... 

She took my breath away .... Repetitive poem .... Song poem

Soft lips nipple on the bareness of my chest flesh, moisten tongue leaves a wet trail for her warm breath to follow

Spine tingles, back arches as her tongue spirals downward

The softness of her hands rides on the roundness of my butt, as her tongue ride on the tender inside of my thighs… My breath is taken away…

While on bended knees, her tongue dashes across my scrotum, a deep gasp escapes my lips, as her lips gently secure its flesh in the moisten heat in her mouth… My breath is taken away...The tip of her tongue, fills like a sword, as sensations rocket through my groans, as it slithers up the length of my staff

It eases around the crown edge, probing, darting, searching for the sweet spot, once it is found… My breath is taken away... Small tight circles ensues on my delicate spot, legs muscles tremble, as her lips close then suckle on my harden flesh ridge… My breath is taken away...

A steady grip holds my throbbing flesh still, as her tongue washes across the bare head of my harden flesh, darting into the small slit opening, then the bareness of its head is slowly pushed past the softness of her inner lips… My breath is taken away…

Wetness, heat, pressure is applied on my harden flesh, as my harden flesh passes past the softness of her lips… My breath is taken away

Slow head bops slide my harden staff in and out the confines of her mouth, sensations bombard inside my lions, as my white cream starts to fill my sacks…

Moans, groans, pass by my lips, as my eyes watch the length of my harden flesh, disappear and reappear between the softness of her lips again and again… My breath is taken away

The softness of her hand squeeze my scrotum, as her head moves back and forth in a steady rhythmic motion, my staff girth starts to swell, forcing her mouth to open wider, as my fingers intertwine in her hair, pulling her head forward further, pushing my harden flesh head into her throat… My breath is taken away…

My heart beats faster, my legs goes weak, my stomach muscles flatten, as optimum release comes closer to closure, while… Taking my breath away…

Lips grip tighter, legs stiffen, back arches, as my harden flesh palpitates unmercifully, ejaculating my white seed deep into the heat of her mouth, while she sucks every last drop out of my harden flesh, as… My breath is completely, taken away

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

A to Z Erotic poem challenge ... B is for Big Dick (Limerick poem)

She always wanted to make love to a man with a big dick, 

But he turned out to be nothing but a big prick, 

When he stuck it deep into her hot clear wine, 

She didn't realize it would be his decline, 

Because his big pretty dick, exploded in a second quick .... 

A limerick is a form of poetry,[1] especially one in five-line anapestic meter with a strict rhyme scheme (AABBA), which is sometimes obscene with humorous intent. The first two lines rhyme with the last line and the third and fourth line rhyme, and they are usually shorter. 

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

Rendición ... Picture poem (in prose)

Lust doesn't have any patients,

Desire doesn't care,

Passion is the fuel,

Release is the only option,

To sexual gratification

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

Caress ... Prose poem ...

Eyes loving stare, gingerly rake over the nakedness of flesh,

A moment before his soft, moist, suckling kisses, tenderly rain on the nape of neck,

Fingertips gentleness, is felt deeply massaging the soft folds between the firmness of my thighs,

Making them swell and glister in sexual heat, 

While my body goes limp, in sexual submit,

Thighs pressed open,

Rock hard mass is felt, caressing the swell of swollen folds,

Briefly before it roughly intrude into the softness of my core center,

Extorting a lingering moan, pass my parted lips...

1Manview © 1999 – 2014

Sex ... Picture poem in Prose ...

Nose to nose,

Lips to lips,

Eyes observing yours,

While hips gyrate,

In the rhythm of my need,

In the urgency of my lust,

In the depths of my wants,

Thrusting the solid hard mass between my legs,

Deep into the soft moist flesh that's colored pink,

Between yours

On each deep penetrating stoke of my hard mass,

Into the moist warm confine of your womb,

Long exhaling breaths emanate from your lungs,

Then pierce into my ears,

Driving my wants higher,

Making my needs greedier,

While lust consumes my thoughts

Thrust after thrust my penile falls into the wetness of your womb,

Your legs lift,

Your breath hitch,

The collapse of your walls tighten their grip,

Around the solidification of my core

Lungs softly moan, 

While others audibly groan,

As our bodies hump in synchronization 

My body shoves yours downward,

While your body thrust mine upward,

Pushing our sex tighter into each other,

Until the complexity of release,

Comes to a complete

Wet sweat, 

Drips on top of wet flesh,

Wet kiss, 

Pierce between the softness of parted lips,

As my hard ejaculating liquid seed.

Ejaculates deep into the collective moisture,

Of your pink wet depths

1Manview © 1999 – 2014