Sunday, November 4, 2012

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

Friday, November 2, 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)