Wait .......... Prose Poem.... 4Sweet_misfit ....

In the moonlit room 
I sit on my favorite chair and wait,

Wait while my mind anticipates, 


The coming of you... 


You,

The only person that can fully fulfill my needs, 


My dreams, 


My wildness fantasies, 


Sex my body 


Sex my mind

Sex my soul, 


Give me all the love this 1man body can hold


I sit and wait for your touch,


To ease across my brow, 


To trace the outline of my lips,


To flicker, the softness of your fingertips across my cheeks like a feather, 


And as our eyes meet, 


You smile at me, 


With a loving smile ,


Moments before your lips gingerly 
caress 
mines,

Deeply and tenderly sweet 


I sit and wait for you, 


While my mind anticipates, 


The way your lips suckles on my nipples, 


While your fingertips ease down my waist, 


Then into my lap,


Unfolding the opening of my pants

I sit and wait for you, 


While my mind anticipates, 


My pants falling down around my ankles ,


While the softness of your lips, 


Taste the bare flesh of my stomach 


You pause 


And inhale my sexual sent, 


Then ease the tip of my throbbing manhood, 


Past the softness of your inner lips, 


Moans 


Groans

Transpire into the air,


As suction, 


And tightness 


Greets my manhood shaft, 


Waves of heated energy washes inside my loins, 


Like a tropical storm, 


That only you can make me feel

That's why I sit and wait for you,


While my mind anticipates, 


The softness of your lips, 


Passing over my harden flesh, 


Again,

And again,


Making my mind scream in ecstasy, 


Taking all my length, 


All my girth, 


Completely 
pass the softness of the inside of your lips 


That's why I sit and wait for you,

While my mind anticipates, 


You taking me to the edge, 


Before we ever get to the bed,


While my hips gyrate the length of my manhood deep inside your face,

Like it needs to be fed, 


But before I pass the edge,


You whisper, 


"My womb 
needs to be sexually fed ."


Your body straddles mines, 


And as my girth opens up the pinkness of your haven divine,

Your haven showers my shaft,

With your clear nectar wine,


Hips gyrate, 


Stomach muscles tuck, 


That's why I sit and wait for you,


While my mind anticipates, 


Harden flesh thrust, 


Wide girth deep inside the cotton softness between your thighs, 


As you take me on a 
smooth 


Harmonious 


Blissful 


Sexual 
Ride

That's why I sit and wait for you, 


While my mind anticipates...




In and out my length and girth glides,


While up and down our bodies ride, 


As my manhood falls into the abyss of your divine,

Sweat sweeps off chest unto breast, 


Whispering breaths whisk softly into our ears, 


Bodies embrace tighter,


Hips collide together harder,


A lustful sensation fills the mind,

As release nears

That's why I sit and wait for you, 


While my mind anticipates.... 


An abrupt stop, 


Your body stands,


And then turns around, 


You offer me your backside, 


Complete.. 


Tightness 


Moans 


Groans, 


As you’re inner sphincter muscles stretch, 


And my manhood falls into the depths of your bowels




Sheer blissful sensations tramples in our loins,

As my hardness makes your backside feel full




Hands hold firm breast tightly,

Hips move gracefully,


As my girth glides inside your darkest crevice, 


That you willingly surrender, 


Arms wrap around waist ,


As fingertips dig deeply into my naked flesh




Harden nipples push upward into the palm of my hand, 


As manly harden nipples impales into your back ,


Enticement, 


Excitement, 


Electrified 


Elation's,

Ejaculation,

Creamation...

That's why I sit and wait for you 


While my mind anticipates 


Your coming... 


Because 
Eternal love 


Has finally arrived

Gather........ Prose Poem

My mid thinks about it all the time,

Its aroma,

Its texture,

It's varies shapes of mood

How soft its flesh feel as it lays limp in the palm of my hand

How pliable it is when it’s flaccid

How my fingers can swirl it in a large circle, dangle it in the air

Then there's that I don't know mood,

It’s stiff but not hard,

It feels firm but not solid,

Its flesh is stretch but not enough to uncover its big head,

It points straight without rising itself up,

While making my mind anticipate

Monday Moans ....... Prose Poem ....

This is a playful "Reply" to Kirsti Moanday post at http://thedrenchedone.blogspot.com/ You should read hers first, because mines is a after thought... I fight the urge to use Gifs because they lean towards porn. But this one is diffidently erotic in taste...

I hear your grunting moans,

As I fill your need deeply,

While your core surrounds my girth with shear tightness...

My body fights the urge,

My mind refuse,

My will shall overcome,

The feel of release,

Until I feel your body shake and shudder under mines...

Then I shall coat your need,

With scorching heat,

Of my whiteness