Head Day ... Red Riding Hood ... Limerick poem

 Alone came Miss Red Riding Hood,

Calmly walking up to the apple tree where the big bad wolf stood,

Miss Hood suddenly dropped to both knees,

Sucked the big bad wolf cock so deep his voice pleaded, "Don't ever stop please,"

Today they call that particular tree sweet applewood.

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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.

Happy head day... E is for Ejection of erection ....

Soft lips,

Covering smooth velvet soft flesh,

That covers his rigid sex erection,

Ease slowly in a up and down direction

Soft draw,

Causes her cheeks to hollow,

His throat to swallow,

His chest to slowly rise,

His voice to release a moan like cry,

While the warmth of her body, straddles tightly between his muscular thighs

Legs quivers,

Thighs shiver,

Breath draw then hitch,

As her head take a ultra slow, deep dip

Slowly,

In,

Then out,

In,

Then out,

His shaft slip,

Between the firm tight grip,

Of her soft suckling lips,

While her head repeatedly dip,

Deeper,

Steeper,

Down the hard swell of his sex girth

Big brown eyes try to watch, the hard surface of his sex,

Slide in and out the moist heat of her mouth,

But watching the visual stimulation,

At the same time feeling the sharp bursting sensations, 

Swirling, twirling inside his groan,

While building orgasmic pressure in his loins,

Became too much for his mind to bear

Eyes close,

Lips part,

While deep breaths elude his lungs quick draw,

As her lips deep sucking pulls on his shaft flesh like a steel claw,

That leaves his nervous system in contemptuous awe,

His sex tip red with raw,

While leaving his body powerless,

From her ultra slow fellatio prowess 

Sensations of your hard wet sex,

Sliding quickly past my lips taut grip,

While my hand squeeze tight around your sex full sac,

Causes your head to suddenly real back,

Your loud deep breathing to become totally incorrect

Hot white sperm ejection,

Expels form your sex rigid erection,

Deep Into my throat collection,

Of your white satisfaction 

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Head Day .... D is for Deep... (C is for Cum)

Glossy pink painted nails, 

Ride on long smooth soft fingers,

That gently wrap its warmth around the flaccidity of his naked sex

Slow, firm, up and down stroking motion on its cotton soft skin,

Awaken his sex from its slumbering limp state

Sex girth throbs as it open her fingertips grip wider,

Its length reaches urgently upward towards the moisture of her waiting, wanting, lips

Stretching flesh, 

Throbbing girth, 

Shoot pain pleasure sensations through his loins,

Extorting a quiet gasping moan of desired pain from the depths of his lungs

Lips part,

Tongue slash, across the top of the extended width of his erection mushroom head

Lips close,

Then slowly ease down his lengthy shaft length,

Quiet moans escape into the air, as her lips slid up and down his sex girth flesh

Head pulls upward,

Lips release his harden flesh,

All eyes stare at his sex erection, that has become harder then solid concrete,

And stands perfectly erect like a ten story building

Spit glistering wet skin, has becomes so tight, its color is now transparent,

His thick blood vein images a train track on a city map

Manly eyes close from electrified sensations, of her warm hand grip sliding up and down his girth length

Legs straighten then quiver,

As he feel the heat of her mouth surround his erection, while her lips ease down his shaft taut  flesh

Deeper and deeper his sex slips past her lips firm grip, while her head bobs up and down until the head of his erection touches the front of her throat,

Hands pulling hard on the back of her head, falls to his side, as shear sensations of his erection pushing into her throat overwhelms him

Her pace quickens,

His shaft girth thickens,

As her sloppy wet lips slide up and down his length in a pace of urgency

Wet lips slip,

Hips dip,

As his orgasm erupts and ejaculate his white hot seed deep into the heat of her throat

Suck

Taste 

Swallow 

Is followed by a deep moan in her chest, as the sweet taste of his hot thick white seed, saturates the palate of her tongue

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Head Day ........ Mine ... Haiku's

So there is no doubt 

One must mark what's theirs in red 

To protect and serve

Straight as an arrow

kiss-lick-slurp-suck-swallow whole

Good to the last drop

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Head Day Heads up (1) ... Short sensual erotica in Prose

After glaring at her empty wine glass, she quietly sat down,

Her mouth still felt dry after consuming three glasses of her favorite red wine, her mind was feeling a little tipsy, but it was her Birthday, so why not?

As she took a deep breath, her belly felt uncomfortably full from her over indulgence of the tasty feast of a meal her husband had prepared for her, 

From the comfort of the thick cushion dining room chairs, her eyes roam the dining room from one side to the other, watching the flicker of the candlelight's off the walls that gave the room a romantic charm, while soft smooth jazz played in the background,

Her glare returned to her glass of wine and her face suddenly frowned,

Because for some reason, her thirst for her favorite wine seemed unquenchable tonight

Noise of dishes being remove from the table redirected her attention,

She smiled as she watched her man clear the table fast and efficient, she had taught him well

ran through her mind, 

Well, the clean up part that is, 

She couldn't cook water without burning it, but he hadn't marry her for her kitchen cooking skills, He married her because her cooking skills were best under the sheets,

And while under the sheets, she always brought the heat

The flow of his body as he walked around the table made her smile, he was all dressed up, but had nowhere to go,

But that's what she admired about him, first he served her food while wearing a beautiful new apron with cherry red hearts all over it, once he was finish serving her, he went back into the kitchen and came out looking all handsome in a new black suit, she loved how he always went the extra mile for her,

She pored another glass of wine and took a big sip, it tasted all so good, but it still didn't hit the spot, 

After another dry swallow, she realized she was serving the wrong thirst, and drinking the wrong wine

Eyes wondered looking for him, but he was nowhere to be seen,

On unsteady legs, she walked into the kitchen and found him sipping on a glass of wine while looking out the window, she could tell his mind was far away as his eyes looked upward into the sky while he admired the brightness of the stars, the glow ring around the moon,

 "Aren't you supposing to be attending your host of the night" she remarked,

After a second of being startled, he turned toward her voice then laughed, he then took a quick sip of wine then replied,

Well, I was just taking a moment to enjoy this sweet tasty red wine of yours before I serve myself the real good stuff, 

After all, we both know I prefer clear wine that has a little tartness to it,

She blushed at his words, then lightly cuddled into his arms,

As they cuddled, she whispered into his ear,  today is my birthday, and I get to drink the first sip of "any" wine in this house tonight

After taking a shaky step back she articulated, "and I won't spill a drop", after putting the glass of wine in her hand down on the kitchen counter she added, and I don't mean a drop of the red wine either,

He smiled and reached out to put his wine glass down next to hers,  but she quickly grab his arm and said "oh- no", you have to hold on to it, and if you spill a drop before I'm done with you, I'll stop and leave you high and dry tonight my caramel delight,

Caught off guard with her words, his body froze in place

Look for climaxing ending on Friday :)

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Head Day ............ Captive ............ Prose poem

With a moist, soft, firm touch,

They seem to wrap around my being,

Leaving me feeling motionless, 

Not able to speak in syllables 

My body seems to freeze in place,  

Suspend in time, 

While my mind wonders, hopelessly lost in the outer hemisphere of irrational thoughts, while drifting in a misty maze of futileness, 

I try to concentrate on moving my extremities, but it's like I have been bitten with paralyzing sensations of venomous blitz

Wetness

Heat

Friction

Suction

Always accomplish their action,

Followed by an orgasmic blitz of ejaculation

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Happy Head day........ No spoken words ..........

Head day ....... Head given.....

Vigorously, she sucks his stiff wood with complete unadulterated contempt

Lips opens wide as she prepares to take him into dark depths of her mouth heat

Hips reach for the stars, as his hard as granite mass slowly disappears between the tight seems of her lips softness before his eyes

Heart races, breath becomes ragged, lungs groan perpetually as his wood drift into the space of her throat 

Girth swells and palpitates against her lips tight encircled grip,

Moments before his universe explodes

Leaving her mouth full of the sweet tangy robust taste of him....

1Manview © 1999 – 2013

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 .... TemptingSweets ......... Prose Poem

Lips

Succulent,

Surrounds 

The tip

Of his masculinity,

Heat penetrates 

Its stretched flesh,

As the softness

Of lips

Inhale his length

in one slow downward motion,

Sucking it into the darkest part

Of her wet wanting mouth,

Each bob,

Of her head, 

Leaves his over stretch flesh wetter,

And tighter,

Making

His legs shiver,

His heart race,

His mind ponder,

Until his molten core, 

Breach form his scrotum,

In an explosion of orgasmic bliss,

Filling her mouth,

With the satisfying taste,

Of him

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Head Day.... Subliminal BJ (S-Words) Free verse

Satisfying 

Substantial

Subliminal

Sharp

Sensations 

Soar 

Singularly 

Inside the crowded space

Of my 

Scrotum

As

Slithering tongue

Slide over the bald mushroom head

Of my towering

Structured Phallus

Weaving itself 

Down and across

Smooth

Scrotum flesh

Sizzling heat

Seeps into 

Scrotum flesh

That introduce a

Soft

Silent 

Moan to my throat

Slow

Steady Licks

Succeeds upward on

Stretched flesh

To the top of 

Smooth mushroom head

Soft lips

Slowly

Eagerly

Surrounds 

My engorgement

Suction of abundance

Surrounds 

Soft round flesh of my erection

Slipping 

Slowly

Across its tight bald surface

While

Sliding

Slurping

Sturdy

Strong lip movements

Envelop 

The

Smooth

Soft

Steel Hard

Surface 

Of my 

Pulsating manhood

Sending

Strong 

Subliminal

Satisfying

Shearing 

Sensations,  

Sail head-on inside my loins

Sturdy 

Strong lips

Vigorously 

Ease

Back and forth

Across my harden flesh

Swallowing its head

While

Suckling on its erect follower

Causing my

Sensational

Subliminal 

Shortcoming

1Manview © 1999 – 2012