Rhythm of love making : Erotic prose poem- Revised-Corrected

Heartbeats

Beat

Tranquil slow

Lips deep embrace that is softer than cotton candy on a hot summer day

Taste more deliciously sweet

Each time they meet and greet

Leaving surreal sensations on one's lips that seem to linger forever

Fingertips roam over hills and mountains.

Navigate around smooth ample curves

Over the smooth top surface of a broad highway

Over a wavy, firm surface

Into the layer of a hidden crevice

Across a substantial straight compacted road

Hard flesh gingerly submerges into soft.

Hips gyrate in a passive motion of up and down.

Where sheer energy is not dissipated

Perspiration sweat clings to smooth soft flesh.

While colliding hips deeply mesh

Their swallowed quiet moans go unheard.

As eyes, clear vision becomes wet and blurred.

Unhurried body motions are not wasted.

Lungs inhale is not hasted.

While their slow lovemaking becomes intoxicated

Hips deeply roll

Electrified sensation troll

Over and through their bodies extremities

Deep soft kisses entice bodies to slightly- tremble.

Lips to dribble

While bodies shiver from the delicate touch of fingertips - that is nimble.

Whispers of love strum through the air

As minds drift in a world of undeniable love flair

As if in slow motion,

Manly hips thrust harder, intensely.

Causing, her pleasure-pain immensely.

The pressure inside his loins to grow furiously

Pushing his orgasm to the brink of Cuming tremendously

His body quakes

His existing world shakes.

Her voice screams, "Oh, Gud."

As the heat of his offering fills the void between the center core of her thighs - completely.

The heat of his ejaculated offering entices her body to shudder.

Her continuous lewd voice to stutter.

Her quick heartbeats to flutter

All in the Rapturous Rhythm "Of"

Lovemaking.

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Love calls

Soft hands wash dirty dishes

While quiet humming linger in the air

Hard body press against her softness

Manly hands slide under blouse and envelope firm full breast

Fingertips tenderly swirl on nipples tip

Soft voice moans quietly

Hard press against soft

Zipper unzipped

Panties fall

Hard enters moist softness

Love for each other -

Consummated

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Quickie series: In the dark .....Erotic prose poem

In the darkness we stood in front of each other

I could hear the sound of her anticipating breathes

I could smell her Jasmine fragrance that was lingering in the air

I wondered, if she could hear my heart beats, that was beating rapidly and hard against my chest

I lit a match and stared at what stood in front of me, which was a welcoming smile

Her shy stance that reflected her inner beauty

Without a warning she quickly blew out the match

When I ignited another match, there she stood in front of me, while wearing nothing but her naked glory from head to toe

For a moment my eyes feasted on the smooth curves of her body

The soft glowing texture of her flesh

Suddenly an lustful urge overtook me

Leaving a deep dull ache in my loins

That's preceded by a large bulge pressing hard against my pants

This time, I was the one to quickly blow out the match

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Quickie series... Love comes Erotic prose poem

Say it ...

Say it loud

Say if softly

Or whisper the words near my ear...

Moan it

Groan it

Just let me know

The moment your love for me

Is coming ....

(Painting by Antony Christian)

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Lay it down... (revisited)

(Whispering voice)

Take your clothes off

I need you butt naked

To see the full glory of your cock strong elongated stance

I need to see you hold it in the palm of your hand

So I can see its hard firm flesh

Pulsate between a manly firm grasp

Hold still

While I crawl closer

Closer so I can inhale the musky scent of your manliness 

Unprovoked by cloth fabric

Closer, so I can touch your cock enticing wide base

Uninhibited

So I can taste your cock smooth succulent flesh

On the moist palate of my tongue

Than watch your face contort

As my hungry mouth 

Suck your cock length to the forefront of my throat 

I want to feel your body tremble

From the ecstasy of my oral prowess

To feel its hard palpitations

Throb deeply between the taut grip of my soft full lips

While I quench the dry thirst in my throat

With the moist warmth of your wet white creamy liquid 

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Monday moaning... Flavor

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Monday Moaning .... Just fək me ... Erotic prose (Corected)

Hips gyrate,

Pushing my swelling immensity deep into the warm wake of your womb,

Soft moans and whispered coos drift into my ear,

While measured strokes ease In and out,

Back and forth, inside the moist soft coven between your thighs

Passion rises,

Lust rage,

Love cushions the inner storm,

As hearts start to race with urgency

Tears of sweat ease down my face, then drop on your soft flesh,

Each drip feels like an explosion on your flesh surface,

As sensitivity of your tender flesh kicks into overdrive

My arms pull your body tighter into mines,

Yours pull our bodies together even tighter,

Making our bodies feel as one,

While maximizing my thrust penetration into your wake turbulence 

Soft kisses bite with deep sensations,

Soft rake of nails, across butt flesh, leaves a jagged trail of blood,

Soft bite on breast flesh, causes a passion scream of pain, as teeth leaves an indention in breast tender flesh,

Slight pull of hair, cause head to jerk hard backwards, as hair roots feel as if being pulled out

As the burning fusion of pain between our legs, aren't enough to satisfy our urge of wanting

My sex size intrude deeper into your sex,

Your sex surrounds my sex with its warmth and tightness,

Causing an optimum friction of pleasure-pain

No switching of positions are going too be needed,

No flexing of backs,

No twisting of torso,

No riding upright like a cowgirl or cowboy,

No darting of tongues, 

No back door,  with balls loudly slapping the back of your firm behind,

Is needed to appreciate the blissful orgasms of passion in the missionary position

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Saturday seduction: The room ... Picture poem... Prose poetry

Lifeless cigarette stood up high between her long slim fingers, for an erotic effect 
While the curvature of her ample round breast took center stage 

Long shapely legs looked as if they were reaching out to me, begging me, no daring me to touch them, and once my fingertips touched the softness of their flesh, desire bloomed within

As my fingertips followed the shapely curves of her legs, they found the hidden cavern entrance that hid the moistness of her desire between them
A desire that wanted to tenderly be stroked and kissed with vigor and passion, until it spasm with Sheerness of delight

And once the spasm become departed
The desire between her legs wanted its will fulfilled with the molten hot white seed of my blooming manhood

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Erotic picture poem........ Shallow ..............

 In the dark wakes of the night

Wetness of perspiration flows from our flesh like water flows over a mountaintop

Deep inside my ravine his staff rides with long:

Slow

Strokes

Penetrating deep inside my feminine wake

Making gushing sounds as his girth rides back and forth between the taut-ness of my  wet walls grip

Slowly  he ride my wants:

My will:

My need:

My soul into submission

As my inner gusher slowly rise to the top

Large beads of his sweat fall on the middle of my back

Mixing his body wet perspiration with my own

After gathering in large quantities

It tumbles down the roundness of my buttocks

Finally falling on the blue satin sheets

Bodies are wet from head to toe:

Sheets

Mattress

Are soaked absolute

As none stop passion sweat pours off our bodies 

Hands tightens around the soft flesh around my waist

They pull me harder and deeper into his dep ultra slow thrust

My voice whisper faster

But his ears choose not to hear me

Because his mind has chosen to keep killing me softly with shear, slow pleasure

Slowly:

Every inch

Every fiber

Every imperfection of his harden staff surface is felt against the softness of my walls, as his rock hard shaft falls in and out the darkness of my depths

My mind flashes images of his cock perfect size

Its grueling girth

The thick blood vein running up to its peak

The smooth roundness of its large crown

The perfect length of his erect cock

Body weakened to the point it can not scream

As my clear cream ooze perpetually on top of his rigid shaft velvet soft smooth skin

My body shuddered and quake to the point my mind fade to oblivion 

Thick muscular thighs stiffen on the back of mine

While his hot white seed ejaculate into the depths of my wet ravine

Our quiet screams of blissful agony go unheard

As sensations of passion-lust gushes from the depth of our being

Consumed, his body come to rest on top of mine

As we lay in contentment

My mind wonders about how the rivers of the world shall never run dry

As long as we continue our slow passionate love-making

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Monday moaning.... Killing me softly (3) Needy ...Erotic Prose peom

My wetness lowered down on his cock that felt harder than steel 
A piece of steel I'm about to ride like a car ride on steel chrome wheels
But when this ride is over, we'll both know who got the best of this sexual deal

Once the pink-ness of my walls covered the smooth bald head of his towering shaft 

Inch by inch my taut pliable walls slid down the velvet soft flesh of his hard mast
Filling my womb with sensations so sheer my lungs couldn't even produce a whispering  gasp

Down... 
Down... 
Slowly down my weeping womb walls glided down his swollen girth
A swollen girth I was about to ride for all that it was worth
Never would I have imagine this early in the morning, I would have such a visit
Of stretching pain inside my womb that felt this  *+#% exquisite

Once my womb was full of his hardness
He started to quickly thrust his hips in an up tempo gladness

Quickly my hands tightly embraced the bank of his head
Than my voice whispered into his ear                                                                                                       
"Please be still my dear,"
Once his hips rotations stopped
My body leaned down hard on his lengthy rigid cock

While my hips gyrate in a circle slowly like a car in first gear
My voice whispered to him," you best grab my waist and hold on tight my dear"
The more of his hardness that my pink sex took in
The more I didn't feel like a married woman, but more like a woman who was living in sexual sin

My body rose up until my womb walls rode to the tip of his smooth hard shaft
Then slide down, thrusting his long hard prize deeply down the hidden center between my thighs
The surreal sensations that was bombarding my mind
Made the clear water in my eyes cry

I rode his cock harder and faster
Faster then Santa Claus reindeer's comet and dasher
Mmm, faster was the rhythm that satisfied my lust
Lust that was burning hot and deep inside the root of my guts

On the bedroom wall -
My eyes watched a light silhouette of my body moving up and down in the light that was dim
"Lay back," my voice softly beckoned him
Once his body slide back into the black chair
I started to ride him like a bronco cowboy rode a bucking stallion - without fear

I rode him like a woman possessed
I rode him even harder when his voice protest
I rode him like a woman who was a needy whore 
I rode him so deep the head of his length touched the back edge of my pink core
I rode him like a bad kid ride a jungle gym
I rode him this way because of my lust determinative
I rode him like this, because I was deeply in love with him
I rode him, until I had nothing left inside me to give

I felt his throbs become harder inside me
As his white sperm gathered in a request to become free
I heard his breathing become dead silent
The kind of silent that comes moments before his release becomes volatility violent

"Not yet baby," 
"Not yet" 
"Wait for me" I whispered into his ear
Because his ejaculation coming before I was ready, was the one thing I did fear

His face wrench
His muscles flinched
While his fingertips dug deep into my ass flesh
As he held back his white release that was in its finial state of unrest

When slender arms wrapped around his muscular neck
Long slim fingertips  came together to connect
This way I could take his hardness deeper
Before his urge to cum make his resistance to become weaker
And once my legs widen
His thick cock sunk deep inside me like the sunken ship Poseidon

While his hips deep thrust enticed my orgasm to peak
My extremely sore womb profusely weeps

Hips gyrations grew wider
As my womb walls squeezed tighter
Eyes glare became one
As our orgasms started to become undone
I felt his hot sperm ejaculate
As his release could no longer wait

Just as my hips rotations really started to flail
Without warning, orgasmic waves hit me like a hurricane gale

My eyes open with  my body being held tight in his strong arms
Another one of his bewitching charms

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Part 4.... His thoughts.....

Hump day.... Medicine Erotic Song poem

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

Long lonely dark nights

Followed by longer cloudy days

Leave my body in a sweat

Shaking with a fever

"I need my medicine"

Work is hard

My body has become weak and tired

While reflecting mind is always wired

"I need my medicine" 

Finally home

My body sits down in the nearest chair

So I can excogitate what's going on in my life

Baby girl, " Bring me my medicine"

All this meditation has made my mind weaker

Thinking about things I really do not wish to seek

Especially the pile of bills laying in front of me that look like its written in Greek

"Damn"

Baby girl, "Bring me my medicine"

Whisky

Bourbon

Scotch

Proceed before me

They all aim to please

Baby girl, "Bring me my medicine"

I reach for the flavor of the day

Hot

Wet to the touch

Tight

Pulsating from need

To receive my thick white seed

Baby girl, "Bring me my medicine"

Show and tell time

Just show Panties

No bra

Baby girl, "Bring me my medicine"

It throb in want

It throb in need

It throb in lust

Baby girl, "Bring me my medicine"

Harder than red bricks

Jerk from your soft lips healing grip

That gingerly slip

Up and down the harden flesh between my trembling hips

Baby girl "Bring me my medicine"

Lips that seal tighter then a mason jar

Ride granite hard girth, smoother then a shiny new Cadillac car

Swirling, burning, sensations fill my veins with sensations of things that's about to come

Sensations that has my mind on the run

Baby girl, "Bring me my medicine"

Voice quiet moan

Turn into a deep manly groan

As I feel it as it slowly crept

From my loins deepest depths

As it gathered for the rush

Into your hot Dixie cup

Baby girl, "Bring me my medicine"

Body want to come

But my burning desire is in need of a lot more fun

Before my loins release its masses of white-hot cum

Baby girl, "Bring me my medicine"

Panties-clothes are quickly stripped

Baby girl, get on top and slowly sit

Inserting my hardness deep in the centered hole between your generously wet slit

Baby girl, "Bring me my medicine"

Hips gyrate

At a hard gyrating quick rate

While my hands hold tight on to your breast for goodness sake

As I feel my body gather for the trembles and shakes

Baby girl, "Bring me my medicine"

While inside the depths of your hotness grip

I feel the warmth of your wetness drip

Down the sides of my granite hard prick

As wildly grinding hips-

Deeply dip

Baby girl, "Bring me my medicine"

Body quake

Muscular thighs shake

As thick white seed

Spew deep inside the pink cavern of my need

 Baby girl, "Thank you for bringing me my medicine"

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Medicine by Ted Benoit: