Gif of the day... Riding high

Thinking of you Josh..

Moanday....... The bedroom...... Prose poem .......

Firm hands roamed my backside,

Soothing the sting of fire on it's flesh, 

While rising the temperature of the fire that was roaring inside the confines of my thighs

Tenderly they eased over the sensitive flesh of my inner thigh,

Causing my breath to quicken,

My heart to beat faster

Slowly a single tip of a finger eased up my slit,

Slowly circle around the sensitive erect clit that was in its path,

Then slowly dove downward into the wet of my wake,

First one finger, then another, then yet another

Diving deeper and deeper, until they were in the depths of my lake

My hips started gyrating in his fingers diving rhythm, 

It wasn't long before my legs shivered as pleasure sensations rocked my body, sending my lake wake over the crust of my folds

My body was quickly disposed, 

Bent over the bed edge, 

My pussy was violated by his big prick diving to its bottom in one hard thrust,

As my voice moaned in disbelieve,

He pumped his rock hard cock in and out of 

my sopping wet pussy with urgency, 

He took my pussy as if he owned it,

He took my pussy like he needed it

He took my pussy because he wanted it,

He took my pussy, because I was giving it to him

My nails pushed into the sheets with enough force to shred them,

The sound of the flesh on my backside slapping against his flesh popped into the air,

Damn your pussy is tight was heard

Just as I steadied my body for more of his relentless sexual assault,

He let a loud deafening moan,

My inside was suddenly floated with a continuous flush of white hot cream,

Then he collapsed on my backside

As his weight laid on top of my backside,

My thoughts were did he have a least one nut left inside him, because I needed it disparately

A smile cross my face as my ears heard, 

Baby get up in the bed, as soon as I catch my breath, I'm going to kiss you

Don't you love a man who has learned his tongue is only a good flick away? .....

PoeticEstrus © 2000 – 2012

HE SPANKED ME!......... (Submit to him) ....

(This is still part of my first weekend back, and our catch up sex...)

Bodies lean against one another as we stroll towards the bed

He sits first on the bed edged then waves for me to straddle his lap

As I straddle his lap, my mind is so on making love, I 'll do anything he ask of me,  

As his left arm cradles my waist, 

His right hands ease softly over my backside, massaging my back, my buttocks, the back of my thighs,

His fingers slide towards my center, 

But does not enter,

They dip in my moist, then slide gingerly up and down my slit,

My body becomes completely relax as his soft touch lingers between my legs,

His left arm tight grip was not notice, but his assurance to lock the closes leg to him was,

As my head raised up in curiosity, my backside became ablaze,

I struggle to jump up, but my body was locked down like it was in a vise,

Suddenly the fire on my butt abruptly ended like it started

An unfamiliar firm voice stated, the next time I tell you to do something, don't moan about, just do it, if you are going to submit to me, it will be full submit or nothing,

He gave me a few seconds so my mind could flash back, 

Yes, I did moan about stopping sex in the middle of our hot humping action, 

And he was right, I had submitted, then minutes later, I wanted back control, 

He can't have me flip back anytime I want too,

It's a learning curve for both of us, but...

Smack, smack ,smack

Damn him, he's never spanked me this hard,

Smack, smack, smack, smack

He's hitting me twice in the same spot before changing cheeks,

Smack, smack, smack-whack,

Oh that last one really burned, and it sounded different, what did he do?

Smack, smack, smack, smack,

Oh my, the burning is starting between my legs know,

Smack, smack smack, smack,

I hear myself cry out, Ok... Ok... I'm sorry, I know want I did, I won't do it again, once I submit I'm yours, now stop spanking me and fuck me... Oops...

Smack smack smack, smack, smack ,smack, smack ...

He was relentless on pursuing his will on my ass, 

Smack smack, a chuckle? 

He stops and chuckles, 

Man, your carmel ass is actually turning red...

We both know this change isn't going to happen over night, and how much I will submit is still in question, and how far will he push himself to be the Alfa I need,

But my butt really hurts, and I need his pretty dick to put out this fire of desire between these cheeks,

So complete submission will have to wait, 

After all, my heart is in it, but the brain that's thinking now, is sopping wet....

(The rest of the weekend will be posted as time permits)

Happy Halloween ...

Who wants to be my pumpkin?

Happy Halloween everyone

Wanting..... (Final)

Positions reversed,

Hm on top,

I on the bottom,

He put one leg up on his shoulder,

And slammed his hard baloney down the center of my swollen crack

He rammed his hard cock deep into my pussy willow,

He fucked me like a man possessed,

Grunt, stroke, grunt stroke,

My hips bounced off the couch cushions as he rode me hard and fast,

We feed our sexual hunger for each other,

Like two animals in the dark jungle of Africa,

Grunts, snarls, hair pulling, biting, claw raking...

He was in me so deep his cock touched every inch of my pussy walls,

Causing my womb to cream continuously,

Juices ran down my butt cheeks,

As he urgently feed me his long hard thick meat,

I heard his coming moan,

I felt his swell jerking inside my pinkness,

I felt his heat washing down my womb walls,

I felt his body go limp on top of mines

As we laid dripping wet in each other arms, catching our breaths,

I knew love making was now ready to begin...

Wanting 2 ....... Prose poem ...

Deep thrust,

Hips crush together,

Take off your clothes he moans,

I want to feel and touch all of you

My voice groan because the sex stopped,

But being wanted like that made me smile inside,

Blouse fall,

Skirt slips down over firm hips,

Bra is tossed at his head

Now take my clothes off

Shirt unbuttons and spread open,

Lips find nipples and suckle,

He moans, his legs squirm, then he push me back,

Clothes off he says again,

Fingertips slip his shirt off,

They unbuckle his pants,

The slide them down his ankle,

Oops forgot shoes,

Girly giggle,

Shoes off, socks off,

Paints fling into air

Tight briefs are pulled down to ankle,

Laughter fills the air as my body mounts its stallion

Pussy down slide,

Dick up glide,

Inside the slippery ride,

Of my pussy willow

A slow ride,

With wide hip gyrations,

That slipped his rock hard dick deep into the wake of my ocean,

Each slow hard stroke, pushes my dam closer to complete collapse,

A quiet inner scream escapes my lips as my dam collapse in an orgasmic  wave,

Of tremors and hight tides flooding past my folds

As I catch my breath, he changes positions...

PoeticEstrus © 2011 – 2012

Wanting (PT. 1) ..... Prose poem

This was my first weekend back....

Nervously I paced through the house, thoughts of am I over dressed, am I'm underdressed? 

Is my skirt too short, should I take off my black shear stockings, is my blouse saying sex me? 

Should I wear panties and let him take them off, or if I went without, would that make me un-lady like? 

He's always saying how he loves how I act and dress lady like, but inside I'm tougher then any tomb boy he ever met

My mind has had lucid thoughts of raping him at the door, then thoughts of seduction on the couch that would lead to all night love making,

Either way, I'm going to get a good douse of rock hard cock, but then the other side of me just wants to be held in his arms

embrace

The doorbell rings, my heart race, my juices flows, how were we going to act after our first long separation raced through my mind?

Did he miss me as much as I missed him?

As I peeped through the door to see if it was him, there he stood, with that big warm smile across that handsome face

of his, that intrigued me the first time we meet

"Hello stranger", I call to him as he stepped into my house,

He didn't say a word, he just smiled while looking at me from head to toe, then he lunches forward and kissed me so deep I couldn't breath,

His arms squeezed me so tight into him I could feel his heartbeats rapidly beating, then I felt the mass between his legs that was harder then steel, it felt as if it was going to push through me

After catching my breath, I whispered "Baby I miss you so much", he responded with another thunderous deep kiss, 

I was expecting him to rip my clothes off judging by the wettest deep kiss I ever had, but he just stood there in silence, looking deep into my eyes,

I embraced his hand and lead him to the couch

We both sat in silent for a minute, our eyes never left each other, I leaned towards him and kissed him lovingly,

  felt his fingers touching the underside of my breast through my shear blouse, the sensations sent chills up my spine, his kisses found my neck as his hand surrounded my breast and squeezed until he heard me moan, and my body became limp as putty, 

As I inhaled his scent, my hand wondered down his torso, finding his bud of affection hard and ready for action, as I felt its hard pulsation's vibrating through his pants, need and lust took over my will, I quickly unfasten his pants and jerked his zipper down

Lips kissed deeply, as a tug of war with his cock and pants took place, finally his cock flung out into the open, my hand quickly wrapped around its womb stretching girth, then eagerly stroked up and down its deep penetrating length, soft moans vibration in my mouth as my h and eagerly stroked up and down his rock hard cock

Our kiss broke as I stood quickly upward, his eyes bulged as my panties fell to the floor, giving him a quick glance of my sopping wet folds, his smile widen as I mounted him, and he got an eye full of my swollen private

Eyes fixated into one another, as my left hand held his rigid cock still, his body flexed as the tip of his hard throbbing cock meshed against my swollen lips, my eyes watched his body twitch when the tip of his hard mass slipped between my folds and made first contact with my pussy inner heat, 

While my body lowered downward, my hand guided the swollen head of his cock down the center of my wanting wet womb, his hard cock inched slowly up into my pink wet flesh 

My head snapped back as my womb flooded with first penetration pain- pleasure sensations,  as his mushroom head path the way down my womb corridor, while his girth stretch my pink walls ever wide,

In one large long gulp, my womb inhaled all of him it could muster, moans escape his lips as my pussy walls tight grip encircled his cock wide girth,

My hips gyrations lied dormant as my mind took in the shear sensation of his cock hard palpitations bouncing against my tight sopping wet pink walls

Our lips meet in a soft sweet kiss that exploded into a deep hungry kiss, just as my tongue pushed into his mouth and swirled wickedly inside his, I felt his hips suddenly jerk then tilt, it was followed by a enormous mass of hot white sperm spewing deep inside my pussy, before the shock of his premature ejection could reach my mind, my own orgasm raged inside me, 

My body stiffen as his hips pumped furiously, deepening both our orgasms,

His hips pumped long after his cock hardness became flaccid, they pumped until the last quake of my orgasm subsided, (a little something, no other man has done for me before)

Lips still intertwined, a girly giggle made laughter vibrate in our mouths,

As we took deep breaths in unison, I leaned back and our eyes greeted once again, he flashed his big wonderful smile then finally spoke,

ﾒNow that we got that part over with, lets fuck”

As I started to laugh again, the feel of his cock length stretching and its girth ballooning inside my walls was so erotic I gasp out loud, then instantly came again...

As I rode on top of him, orgasm raged through me, once they subsided I rode him slow and steady, I wanted this fuck to last, I wanted to feel his sex fall deep into mines over and over again, I wanted to fuck the hell out of him, as much as he wanted to fucked the hell out of me, 

As our hips flailed into each other, a strange feeling was coming over me, as much as I wanted to feel his bare flesh against mine, his touch gently roam my body, I wanted this fuck as much as he wanted it, because he wanted it,

I felt so submissive to his wants and needs, I didn't care about what I wanted at that moment, as long as he was inside me, having me his way, I no longer wanted to be the aggressor, I wanted to be his burger king, I wanted him to have me his way...

Dah....

I barely had the taste of my BF in my mouth and was informed I was requested to leave again immediately.  My heart took it hard because my boyfriend and I had plans to catch up on the missed sex, the cuddling in his arms the coming weekend.
After about a half hour after the news was broken to me, I stormed into the head boss office. I had a professional verbal beat down on their policy of personal treatment. As she stood there with her mouth open, I politely excuse myself from her presence. An hour lated I had a big ass raise and a apology. Never did get that weekend with BF. But I got in today and I'm getting ready to play sunday night football with my him. Stay tune my followers... :)

This is definitely on the sex menu tonight..

THank You.... Did you miss me? ...

A thank you for my followers. My list grew in my absence. My job gave me three hours to pack and they sent me to another section in a different city. (a town were the word Howdy is used a lot) The wise one at my job fire a staff member when they were already three short of the five they needed. I was sent packing. I have none computer excess (for my blog that is), so I could not post. I haven't seen my BF in over two months, and he's on his way over now, so some fresh poems shall be posted soon.
Hopefully I will not be too out of breath to post. Oh hell, I hope I am too out of breath... hehehehe ..
Here's a little gif of the day to hold you.. When my BF gets here, I want to start off with this...

Damn, I missed his tongue...

To be continued...

By the way, I heisted this gif from http://thedrenchedone.blogspot.com/, check her out...

Moanday Poem... Morning Wood.. Prose Poem ...

Morning sunrays softly filters through the curtains liners,
Slumber is awakened

As my arms slowly stretched outward, I realize I was not in the bed alone,
A rare occasion of waking up next to a warm body was in the makings,
I took full advantage of it by snuggling up to the warm of his beautiful body

As I lay there in unfamiliar territory, my eyes roamed over his manly flesh and took in his masculinity; my eyes scanned the broadness of his chest, the thickness of his firm thighs, the smoothness of his stomach flesh,
My body came alive while I watched his chest slowly move up and down, my mind wondered, maybe this one will be the one, maybe...

As my fingertips eased across the smoothness of his chest, I wish there was some hair there for my fingers to stumble through, but we are both very young, and again, maybe...

Soft touch entice his nipples to harden, as the flesh of my palm barely eased over his nipples tip, goose bumps ran up my arm as tingling vibration rushed into the palm of my hand,

As my finger glide over his stomach, it reminded me of skating in an ice rink, the ice so smooth, but the surface below, very firm,
As my finger trace alone his inner thigh, my eyes caught the movement of his retreated dick awakening, a wakening that seemed almost as if human

First it stretched forward, then lifted its head upward and out of its protective cover, after its stretch is complete, it slightly move its body side to side,
Laughter is restrained not to wake, even thou it was such a cute thing to watch, but I didn't want to spoil my first time of watching what men call their morning wood

Thoughts of... Do I dare touch it?
Will he wake up if I do, floats through the naive of my mind?
Hmm, so much to learn about sex and love…
Ok, I dare...
Mmm, I see why they call it morning wood; it's soft to the touch, but hard as a piece of prime oak wood,
Devilish thoughts of seeing the expression on his face waking up with this hard dick deeply impaled in my mouth depths runs through my mind,
How I would love to see his eyes roll back as I slowly ease his hard membrane back and forth between the soft surface of my tightly close lips, but the itch I have isn't between the lips under my nose, but the swollen wet lips that lie dead center between my wanting thighs

Quietly I straddle over his legs, my body lifts high to climb over his mountain of a cock that's reaching for the sky,
Line it up, and slide its head between my... Oh-my, first penetration feels so damn good,
Oh… Oh…
It hurts so good slowly falling into my wetness, stretching my wet walls to the blink,
As his cock slowly disappears between my thighs, his body stirs, his eyes open wider then quarters, and then his mouth opens, but only whispered breaths came out

O-baby, O-baby, don't move I whispered, just mmm...
Slow… slow, yes, slow, Ok, Ok, it feels so mmmm,
Oh yea, feed it to me baby

Hips rock back and forth falling into a wondrous steady rhythm, as his rock hard cock rides dead on my most sensitive spot, my clear cream, creams all over his shaft flesh, enabling my pussy walls to glide smoothly over the girth of his morning wood

The pace picks up, as he rams more of his hard flesh length inside the tightness of my pussy,
The more I take of this big cock inside me, the more he seem to have to give me,
Long rhythmic strokes slide into my wet as I continuously rained all over his ballooned shaft

Up and down our hips flail,
His right hand slaps hard on my butt, making me buck out of our fucking rhythm, he rewards me with another hard slap on the romp

Hips find their rhythm as sloshing sounds of hard riding in wet echoes in the room,
Another hard slap causes a ripple to appear on my backside flesh, just as I prepare myself for another one of his hard slaps, he pulls hard on my buttocks, puling my body further into his urgent hard lustful thrust

My mind falls into a trance as I take my stallion on its morning romp,
Up the hills,
Down the trail,
Then fast and furious down the straightway,
My body bends downward as my pussy starts it's death squeeze on his morning wood

Moans escape his throat as our hips gyrate in precise movements,
Smooth long strokes fall deep into my pussy, bringing me close to orgasm,
Ragged breaths rush past his lips, telling me his morning wood is close to splitting into splinters

The tightness of my pussy walls holds onto my stallion tighter, as we ride hard down the stretch,
Both of his hands is felt pulling my body closer into his,
The feel of the base of his morning wood-pushing pass my pussy lips, causes my pussy to erupt into orgasmic spasms,
Its violent eruption and hard gripping spasms, triggered his release

Hips flailed as hard wood ejaculated a megaton of hot white seed deep inside my wanting, my lungs moaned loudly as his seed shearing heat seep into the pink flesh of my pussy walls

The room has become quiet, as I lay motionless on my stallion heaving chest,
Miniature eruptions vibrated inside my pink walls, as his deflated morning wood lay tucked tight inside my heat,
My mind floats in and out of thoughts, but one thought always stand out from the rest,
Can't wait to ride that morning wood again... 

PoeticEstrus © 1999 – 2012

Butterflies.... Song poem challenge.....

A Song Poem: Must use one word, sentence or phrase from the chosen song. It also has to be written in the rhythm and spirit of the song... Song; Butterflies By Michael Jackson.... Challenge by "1ManView" ....

Please push play...

The rawness of his swell pulsating deeply against my thigh flesh is felt,

Envision of its insertion entice my wake to rise above tide,

First thought was to open my legs wide,

But instead my hand reaches and grips his large swell,

Feeling its heartbeat between the grip of my fingertips,

Feeling the wetness of it pre-ooze on my fingers flesh,

Feeling its warmth excite my mind, body, and soul

A trace of sweet lingers on my lips, as a single kiss transcend,

Fingertips softly touch my left cheek and secure my face in its space as his lips deeply sink into mine, once again,

Strawberries, whip cream, angle food cake comes to mind,

As lips gently intertwine,

Two lips inhale my lover lip into its warmth; an unheard moan vibrates in my throat from sensations that feel like a hundred butterflies, flying inside my loins

My hand reaches down and softly strokes the afflicting bulge between his thighs,

A sign emerges from his lungs as my soft touch ease up and down his harden swell length,

Small quivers and shudders encircle his body, as my free hand envelop his scrotum with firmness,

Sending sensations of a hundred butterflies flying inside his loins

Legs open wide,

His bulging swelled head dive,

Into the moist heat of my folds

Moans, 

Groans,

Sweep into the air,

As penetrating pleasure pain sweeps through our bodies,

His swell falls

In a crawl,

Into the tightness of my pink pussy,

As sensations of a hundred butterflies, flying inside our loins,

Rush up our spines

Deeper his hard cock falls,

Into the depths of my pink pussy walls,

Until I feel the flesh of his balls,

Suddenly his name my lungs call,

As sensations of a hundred butterflies, fly inside our loins

Long deep strokes,

Float inside my pussy moat,

As gyrating hips meat and greet,

In a rhythmic motion of surreal fucking,

As loud audible sounds of my pussy sucking,

On the wide girth of his elongated swelling cock 

Harder,

Faster,

Oh,

My,

Gud,

Vibrates off the bedroom walls,

As his fat cock feast on the pink of my pussy,

While sensations of a hundred butterflies, fly inside our loins

Grinding,

Hips winding

At the speed of sound,

As orgasmic release rips through our bodies,

While we cum together,

As sensations of a hundred butterflies, fly inside our loins

Eyes open,

My body lay in a dead sexual heap,

His body lay limp on top of mine,

The feel of a soft cock is felt tucked inside the tight, of my pussy walls,

As my hips shift, the feel of his cock hardening, sends sensations of butterflies, flying deep inside my loins…

A big Thank-you to 1Manview for helping me with my first Song Poem,

and showing me how to interwork different poem structures inside a Prose Poem. 
(my first)

Suckulent Saturday.... Captive ...

Let me see, it

Let my fingertips pull it out of confinement and into the day of light,

Let my eyes feast on its towering length and wide width of girth,

As it pulsate its head up and down in the rhythmic beat of your heart

Let the soft touch of my hand, feel its silky smooth surface,

Tease it with a light flick of the tip of my thumb on its swollen head,

Then let my ears hear your deep sigh as my hand tightly wrap around its sides and slowly ease my grip downward

Let my free hand lightly squeeze your scrotum as my other hand slides up and down your pulsating length, until the eye of your storm  weeps a teardrop 

Then let the tip of my tongue wash away that tear with a quick flicker, leaving its sweet taste on my tongue palate,

Which will make my lungs moan with sweet delight, I shall swirl the whip end of my tongue on the unseen side of your uncut skin, Making your body squirm, your lungs softly moan, while your hands grab my hair until your fist is full

After my tongue wet the surface of the pulsating beast in my hand to my satisfaction, my lips will make a perfect seal around your beast girth that will make the word "closure" a hold new meaning, as the soft smooth surface of your hardness slowly falls into the moist heat of my mouth

Slow, long, head bobs will ease my sealed lips up and down the length of your rigid stick, finding a rhythm that pleases you utterly

I will know when the ultimate rhythm has been found, because your lips will be parted open, the thighs of your legs will be twitching with the rhythm of my bobbing head, your eyes will be close tight so your mind can concentrate on every ripple on the sheerness of the sensation sailing into your loins

Slowly forward, slowly back, my head will bob, slowly bringing you to the end of our means,

Your hips will try to pump faster, but my lips will not relinquish the control rhythm of this dance, which will stay, slow and wet

Wetness will drip between my folds as the excitement of pleasing you with mind blowing fellatio ease through my loins, a fingertip will ease past the elastic of my panties, and circle lightly on my erect tender spot, heightening my sexual arousal even more as my mouth takes your beast into the depths unknown

Your swell of hardness push against my lips, filling my mouth fuller of your manly beast, my ears hear your moans as your voice try to articulate my name, as your inner orgasmic rage reaches the peak of no return

Deeper then before, your hard dick falls into my mouth, as wet slurping sounds harmonize with your graveling moans, 

Shaky legs give your secret away, as you try to hold back your release a bit longer, so you can immerse in the sharp shear sensations running amuck inside your loins into your brain,

But my lips deep suction, quickly brings those thoughts to an halt

A sudden deep breath is followed by hips injecting forward, pushing as much length of your beast into the wet heat of my wanting mouth 

Hot thick creamy cream of sperm ejaculates deep down my tongue palate, as your body tremors turn to shakes and quakes of orgasmic release...

Deep, slow and steady head bobs, milk your sperm from your loins to the last white drop, as your body succumbs to the fiery orgasmic release raging within you

A deep sigh emerges from your throat as the last after shock of your sperm explosive ejaculation eases completely through your body extremity

Your body becomes quiet and calm; my eyes look up into a smile, as my lips gently suckle on the now limp beast between your legs

A moan of approval leaves my lips as they release your soft manly membrane,

My body lies back with legs spread, so you can see the wet dilemma the feast on your beast has left me in

Soft moans float into the air, as a tongue flicker softly on swollen folds,

Mmm.. how I love playing this game of catch and release

Cream ..... Prose Poem .....

Mmm, 

White,

Thick,

Creamy,

WIth a slight taste of salt,

Which part was your favorite?

Monday Moan.... Taboo ... Prose Poem ...

Following 1Manview Moanday Theme Taboo...
http://shadesoferoticpoetry.blogspot.com/

Mischief,

Turned into deep kisses,

Deep kisses turned into more sexual mischief,

That left two naked bodies fucking furiously on the coach

Moans, groans, hot wet pussy seeping a river of clear down my butt crack,

As his rock long hard cock slam deep into my wanting womb

Shakes and quakes rock my body,

As his even stokes pushed his size deeper and deeper into my womb

A pause,

A deep breath is taken,

A look of mischief on his face,

Then the feel of his swollen cock head on my Taboo opening is felt

No words spoken,

As he circles the head of his cock on my weeping hole,

Then plant it solidly on my Taboo tight opening

My mind said no,

My urges said yes,

My passion said trust

Pressure,

A moan, 

A groan, 

Followed by pleasure pain,

His stiff shaft slowly poured itself inside my Taboo

Relax came to mind, 

More pressure came to bear,

A spark of pain made me whimper,

As the bulbous head of his stiff shaft forced its way deep into my darkness

Pain turned to shame,

Shame turned into flames,

As surreal sensations of fullness ripped into my darkest hole

Awake was my mind,

Awake was my black hole,

As his gentle thrust filled my dark opening with optimum pleasure

Smooth even gentle strokes rained pleasure inside my dark hole,

As stroke after stroke pushed me to the edge of climax,

Causing my lungs to moan perpetually with each stroke of his hips,

Suddenly, sensations of full in my dark canal overwhelm me

He groaned,

I moaned,

As my body shook with orgasmic pleasure,

While his hot white seed burst into the dark depths of my bowels,

Voices did not speak,

As two bodies intertwine,

While still shivering, from the passion of Taboo...