Monday, December 31, 2012
Friday, December 28, 2012
Pushin' .................... Prose Poem
Slippery lips part,
As hardness fall into the dark,
Of your sweet hot honey pot
Hard as steel,
Make you feel,
Every slow thrust,
Every deep stroke,
Inside your hot pink moat
Eyes watch the overflow,
Of sweet clear nectar of cream,
As it seeps past your folds seems,
While bodies slowly glide in a midnight dream,
That's suddenly awakened, by your audible vocalized scream
1Manview © 1999 – 2012
Sunday, December 23, 2012
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Thursday, December 20, 2012
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Head Day ....... There She Blows ......... Prose Poem
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Lips of soft, suckle,
Full of me her mouth becomes,
My world change as everything around me becomes vivid bright
Brighter is the color blue,
Low in the sky, sun rays become hotter,
Radiate moon beams shine in the daylight,
Tidal waves of ocean wakes, slowly trickle across sandy shorelines,
As my loins fill full of surreal sensations
Stars twinkle in the clear blue shy,
In the middle of the darkest night, songbirds sing,
Barking garbage men chase dogs down the alley,
The presidential heads on Mount Rushmore explodes off the face of the earth,
Vividness, becomes dull and spent ...
1Manview © 1999 – 2012
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Monday Moaning ..... Him .... A Picture Poem .......
A Picture poem is a poem that my mind visualize from looking at a picture...
Thoughts of him overflowed her mind,
Thoughts of embracing shallow soft kisses turning into deep passionate ones of lust, left seepage at her center
A deep breath, made nostrils flare,
As fresh floating scent of him eased through its passage, making her knees feel weak
Sweet lingering taste of him resting on her tongue palate, reminded her of the smooth texture of his ultra thick whites substance, as she swallowed it vigorously down her hungry throat
The feel of his hairy but smooth flesh next to hers was still felt,
The imagery of his rigid pulsating beast, sliding deeply in and out of her misting pinkness, made her flesh shiver, her muscles quiver, as the lasting impression of its rigid reality deep insertion into her snatch quivering walls, still stung with pain pleasure
Racing through her mind, was clear visions of the animalistic sexual acts of pulling hair,
Grunts,
Groans,
Primal screams,
Suction sounds of hard unyielding flesh, pushing and pulling through soft, tight, wet, pink flesh,
All in the rhythm of the drum beat of human flesh pounding against each other, while her body submitted to him in the head down-ass up proposition
It was all there,
All so vivid, it felt as if he was still there riding inside the smoldering heat of her flame
As her mind finished its thoughts of him,
Her flesh rekindlied the touch of him,
Her nostrils inhaled the scent of him,
A quiet moan reverberates inside her throat...
1Manview © 1999 – 2012
Friday, December 14, 2012
Enter ........ Prose Poem ........
Poem inspired from song on iamjustagirl blog: Poem-"He is, I Am
Song-"Stay by Coal ... http://iamjustagirl-lis.blogspot.com/
I'm not asking you to love me,
Tonight I'm asking you to be my lover,
I want you to make sweet love to me,
Fall your hardness deep between my soft sheets,
Dredge my well until it overflows with my seepage,
Dredge so deep inside my walls, that I cry out for you to never stop,
Make my flesh sweat with wet drops from your deadly thrusting thunderous storm,
Until your inner storm come inside my darkness,
Leaving my body floating in your storms quiet aftermath,
I don't want you to be in love with me,
I just want you to make sweet love to me....
1Manview © 1999 – 2012
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Monday Moaning ....... Within ......... Prose poetry
Clear weeping fluid from missing its absence, seep past swollen folds,
Fragrant scent, deliberated from excitement within, hovers in the air,
Gasping moan, massage air passage way, as the swollen head of his extension
parts the pedals of her sexual flower
Back and forth, the extension of him, push and pull inside her wake,
Disturbing the peaceful calm inside the small crevice between her legs,
While her body rides up and down on top of his,
While hips gyrate in their preferred sexual dance,
In a chosen rhythm that will cause the peaceful calm inside her domain,
To cry its rain in a downpour,
In hope to smother the fire burning inside their aching loins
Moans, groans filtrate the air,
As tight tug on large,
That pushes back and forth through tight, tightest grip
Sanction scream embarks from her lungs,
As fire extinguish fire, bringing a calm to within ...
1Manview © 1999 – 2012
Friday, December 7, 2012
Spankker 5 (The End!) .......... Prose Poem ....
Composure his body regains,
Eyes again look through me,
Thoughts of anxiousness race through my mind,
Why did I have to suck him off so quickly?
Why didn't I do what I was suppose to do?
But then that's like asking, why am I me?
My eyes look into his while my face held a small smile,
He steps around me and walks to the bed and sat on the very end,
Again his eyes tell me what I have to do,
And what I have to do is be discipline for my actions,
And this time, it's going too really hurt
A slow walk up to him is followed by him pulling my panties off,
He slides his naughty girl across his knees,
My body is laid partly across the bed, the rest across his lap,
Relaxing thoughts ease through my mind in anticipation, to the pain forthcoming to my backside,
A surprising moan participated in my throat, as two fingers intrude inside my weeping heat,
My legs quiver as they slowly slide into my heat depths,
Slow half circles and deep swirls of his fingers sweep swirling sensations through my loins,
Just as waves of ecstasy rinse through me, he quietly whispers, "Clothes off" in my ear
With body tall and straight, my clothes slowly fall to the floor,
His eyes watch each garment until its downward fall was complete, just as my fingers gripped the top of my stockings, his eyes said no,
At first I was hesitant to react to his eyes jester, but once they became apparently widen, my hands froze in place
While sitting on the bed edge, his eyes gazed at my expose flesh, looking at my every feature from top to bottom,
His hard manhood sat in his lap thick and pulsating, its veins was bulging as they strained to hole the blood rapidly flooding through it while clear liquid oozed out the middle slit of its swollen head,
His fingers were flexing as if getting ready to strike,
Goose bumps ran down my spine as my mind wondered what was next for this wayward girl
He stood up then eased slowly behind me,
Parted lips could not restrain the audible gasp that flowed from my lungs, as his hot lips pressed against my neck while his hard as steel rod pressed up against my naked backside,
With force his body pressed up tight against mine, my body reeled forward with his giving chase, Arms reached for a nearby chair to stop our forward descend,
His body pressed up against mine so hard it felt like his harden mass was going to drill right through me
His left hand griped the left side of my hip, and pulled my body slightly backward,
The feel of his thickness snaking toward the center of my thighs cause my lungs to gasp,
Gasping lungs gave way to a quiet scream, as my folds gave way to penetration,
His girth mass stretched my walls to their limits as its long reach, reached slowly into the darkest corner of my womb
His thrust at first pushed his heavy mass back and forth inside my wake like a spring soft raining mist, but soon it thunder into me like a deadly thunderous thunderstorm,
Each hard thrust brought me closer to ecstasy, my eyes closed as my body bathed in the sexual sensations of having my womb throughly raptured by the hard beast between his legs
Swaat, Oh gud that hurt!
Swaat-Swaat,
His heavy hand sounded on the fatty flesh on my backside,
He had caught his naughty girl completely off guard, never before had he spanked me while force feeding me his harden meat
Hips gyrations flowed in a quick steady rhythm, his butt slaps followed our hips rhythm perfectly,
My mind was in a sexual daze as his balls slapped against my back side while his hand slapped against my derrière, an intense searing sensation was building rapidly inside my loins
His actions was acting like a Halloween trick or treat in my mind,
What was suppose to be a punishing spanking, was driving me to an orgasm like I never felt before, each strike push me closer to orgasmic bliss,
My lungs screamed as my body shook uncontrollably,
My womb rewarded his actions with a downpour of clear cream all over his hard steel rod
The spanking stopped as my body gathered itself from the deep penetrating orgasm,
The feel of his fingertips griping deep into my hips flesh was felt,
His strokes were so hard I swore I felt his balls pushing into my womb as his fingers tight grip held my body steady,
The feel of his girth ballooning inside my walls pushed me over the edge once again, my body bucked as he drove his penile into my leaking lake like never before, each deep thrust was followed by a deep baritone grunt, as his balls slapped against me harder then his hand ever slapped against my backside
Loud gasping roar was followed by hot white sperm flooding my center crevice,
My hips gyrated wildly until the very last drop of his seed ejaculated from his loins,
Sexually spent bodies now leaned against each other
Heavy bodies stood quiet and still,
The mixture of clear wine of mine, and the white wine of his was felt oozing down my thigh,
The strength of his arms was felt as he lifted my slumping body into his arms,
He gently laid me unto the bed, then laid next to me,
Muscular arms soon surrounded my sexually spent body
As the flesh of me laid wrapped up in his arms, my mind wondered why did he spank me the very first time?
Did he do it to make me submit to him?
Did I do something that he felt was out of place?
Did he do it because he felt I needed it, or I wanted it?
One thing I knew for sure, he did it because he loves me....
1Manview © 1999 – 2012
Thursday, December 6, 2012
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Monday, December 3, 2012
Moanday ..... Spankker (pt.4 Of 5) ...... Prose poem
Pants and shorts rested at his ankles,
His lovely manly penis waved in the air like a flag pole,
Quiet moans of wanting purred in my throat, as my eyes glared up at him,
His voice still held silent, but my eyes read his intent of me
My body lifted up on all four,
Just as the tip of my tongue reached out to flick and taste the drop of white on the end of his penis, his body leaned back,
My eyes never looked up because I knew by his actions, he meant for me to slowly worship his penis to get back into his graces
After rolling up on my knees, my eyes looked into his, then it happened,
My mind decide to give him what it wanted to give, and it wanted to give him a good cocksucken by his good cocksucker
In a instant, my lips parted wide and took the head of his shaft into it, my tongue licked around it quickly, dousing it with my slippery saliva,
After easing an inch of his length in my mouth, my head eased back rolling my lips back to the tip of his elongated shaft,
Once again my head eased forward, easing in another inch of harden flesh into the heat of my mouth, and then again eased my lips all the way back to his penis tip,
Audible moans roared past his lips, as my lips eased back and forth on his cock stretched flesh,
After several head bobs, my mouth was finally full of him
As my head bobs fell into the perfect cocksucking rhythm, my hands wrapped around the bottom of his buttocks pulling his length inside my mouth even deeper, once my head started twisting like I was sucking on a lollipop, his legs tensed tight then shivered, while his toes curled up,
Fingertips digging into my shoulder let me know he was about to come, as much as I wanted to ease a few fingers into the flame between my legs and bring us both to climax, I concentrate on being his perfect cocksucker, and sucked his cock harder
His breath became ragged as his swollen cock flesh raced In and out my mouth, his hands was now pulling hard on the back of my head, impaling his large cock head deep my mouth could take it,
Hard flesh raced past my lips in a flash, while his ballooning swell pushed harder and harder against my tight lips, his body suddenly jerked and my mouth was flooded with his white hot substance
As fast as I could swallowed his white substance, his steady ejaculation filled it up again and again,
After his cock last palpitation, his girth and length slowly became small and fragile in my mouth,
While his succumbed cock rested in the warmth of my mouth, my eyes glanced up into his wondering if I was going to be spanked for being such a good cocksucker
1Manview © 1999 – 2012
Friday, November 30, 2012
Spankker (pt 3 of 4) ........... Prose poem ..........
My body presume the position of attention in the doggy stance, it held completely still with my eyes looking strait ahead,
He slowly pulled my panties down, I could feel his stare glaring on the expose flesh,
Shivers swept over me, as I waited in anticipation of his hard engorged manhood either dangling an inch from my lips, or teasing the opening of my weeping hole
My wish was for a deep hard pounding of his dark hard flesh inside my pink, until my cries begged him to stop,
Then my lips would suck his girth deep inside my mouth moist heat, and finish him off with deep suction,
But he seems to always know exactly what I need to fulfill my hunger or thirst, and right now I'm not in the position to ask of him
His leg steps over my body as if it was a throw rug, straddling it in the opposite direction of his,
My body felt like a conga drum between his muscular thighs, and I anticipate my butt was going to be his drum skin by the way his thighs had tightly entrap my body,
My mind impatiently waited in anticipation for his next move
A sudden soft stroke of his fingers on my buttocks bare flesh entice my body to flinch,
Quiet moans purred in my throat partly in approval of his surreal touch soothing the fiery flesh on my backside, and part none approval of not having his hard pulsating beast driving deep into my womb depths
His fingertips ease themselves downward, giving me the sensations of not ten, but a hundredth soothing fingertips easing across my buttocks bare flesh,
As his fingers drifted toward my center, the floozy woman in me opened her legs wider
My body felt his lean forward, suddenly heat from the tip of his tongue was felt softly circling on my buttocks flesh,
My body started to squirm as his tongue flickered on its softness like a garden snake,
My back arched,
My lungs groan,
As the tip of his tongue parted my dark forest, then slowly circle on my slick heat opening
My legs slowly caved in from the assault of sensations rushing into my loins
A strong arm reached around my waist and held my reeling body in place, as his tongue completely painted my heat with his clear saliva,
A low crying scream etched into the still air as his tongue parted my pink sea wider, and plunged deep into its sweet clear wake
Long, slow, precise licks of his tongue, cause my body to shiver and shake, then jerk like a junkie in drug rehab,
Once his flickering tongue found the rhythm of my butt shakes, it plunged inside me at optimum moments, causing my lungs to moan louder and louder as my loins prepared to detonate
Hips involuntarily gyrated side to side, as his deep licks became forever deeper,
The ecstasy oft his face against my butt cheeks flesh and the surreal feel of his sweeping tongue all so deep inside my wetness, cause an orgasm to explode with the force of a megaton of TNT,
Orgasmic waves seemly raged forever uncontrollably, as he licked and sucked inside the depths of my pleasure zone
Low graveling moans vibrated inside my chest, as his tongue swept orgasm after orgasm out of my womb,
My body became a limp wet mess of flesh after my orgasm cease to a calm
Succumbed, my body lay limp in his strong arm embrace,
Slowly he lowered my body down to the floor then tenderly release me,
While my lungs gasp for air, I felt his body hovering above mine,
Once my eyes opened and scanned upward, they notice his hard palpitating manhood, jerking wildly just a lick away from my wanting, wet parted lips...
1Manview © 1999 – 2012
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Spankker (pt 2 0f 3) ......
Smack-OOH, smack-OOH smack, smack,OOH-OOW,
Oh how I hate him this very second for putting pain on my azz, a blazing fire in my loins, and wanting in my soul, all without a word of why
As tears rain from my womb, a single tear clench to my eyelid,
My mind ponders, is it a tear of pain, or a tear of passion?
Confusion clouds my thinking, as I feel it dangling from my eyelid,
And if he doesn't stop spanking me soon, it will rain tears from above my waist, just like it does below it
Silence becomes the room,
My ears listens for his voice, but only hear the deep ragged breaths coming from my mouth,
As much as my mind wants to know why this is happening to me,
I dare ask him again
Soft touches ease over my fiery buttocks, soothing it with tenderness,
As my lungs gasp for a deep breath of air, I feel his hardness pushing up into my stomach,
I feel its heavy girth throbbing against my flesh,
I feel its length pushing up against me,
I want it so badly inside my heat,
I lust to feel it's swollen head push open my gate,
Its roundness fill the empty void inside my womb,
Its length touch the back of my womb depths,
Its inner eruption, ejaculate globs of its hot white seed to the point it completely paint my pink walls white
Tiny shivers run up my spine as his fingertips roam gingerly across the glow of my backside,
My breathing has calmed, my mind has cleared, as soothing sensations rush through my extremities
My mind no longer dwell on his silence, it just focus on the mixture of sensations floating inside it,
Sensations that has brought peace to my body
My milky thighs open permissively,
A single fingertip slides up the center on my slit, as it slowly circle my clit, my legs start to vibrate,
My breath becomes unsteady,
My womb feels like a volcano ready to spill its molten lava,
His touch is deliberately slow, so not to waken the volcano inside me, but yet keep my orgasmic flow on edge,
Moans escaping in the room echoes off the wall,
A sudden gentle push slides my body down to the floor on all fours...
1Manview © 1999 – 2012
Monday, November 26, 2012
Moanday poem .... Spankker (pt.1) ...... Prose poem .......
He sat in the chair surrounded by calm, he didn't look at me, but through me, a single finger directed me towards him
Once I stood before him, he vigilantly placed me over his knees,
Fingertips eased up my skirt, then slid over the blue cotton fabric that covered the firmness of my behind,
They roamed over my backside with gentleness, they ease over my inner thigh with a feathery light touch,
My body flinched when a single finger was felt easing up to the elastic of my panties leg opening, then ease under it and follow its edge back and forth, each time easing closer to my center core
The tip of his finger pushing through my unruly forest was felt, it roamed near, but never touched the center of my heat,
In my mind I knew he could feel the heat seeping from my molten core, and he knew I badly wanted him to touch it,
A moan of wanting lust and needy greed escaped past my lips, as his finger retreats from under my panties
Tiny shivers ran over my flash as fingertips now eased over the roundness of my back side,
My eyes closed as sensations from his light touch continuously reached back and forth over my buttocks, while teasing its flesh with tenderness,
Just as my body became placid, his grip around my waist became tighter, his fingertips no longer wondered over my butt flesh, instead they gently pulled my panties slowly down,
A rush of cool air circulating over my expose flesh was felt as he eased the soft blue fabric off my buttocks,
My breath quickly inhaled as the blue soft fabric eased over the flesh that covered the thick of my thighs,
In all do purpose, his fingertips slowly dragged my panties forcefully down my legs, then over my knees, once over my knees, he let them go and watched them free fall to my ankle
Breaths became quick and deep in anticipation while silence surrounded us, he didn't say a word, he just sat quiet and still, but I could feel his eyes taking me in, I could feel them sizing me, sexing me, wondering in me,
Just as the silence was driving me into a mental frenzy, a crack in the air broke the silence of the room
My head popped up, my eyes opened wide, my backside from the waist down tensed tight, as the pain from his hand snapping down hard on my buttocks totally caught me by surprise,
No words were spoken, just the sound of his hand smacking on my backside was heard, it was followed by sharp pain
Smack-OOh, Smack-OOh, Smack-OOh
Normally he's very vocal about why he's spanking me, he tells me I have been a bad girl, or I didn't listen, or I have been asking for it, but this is the first time he spanked me in total silence, my body doesn't seem to know how to react too this sudden down pour of his hand
With my backside glowing,
I can't take not knowing,
So I moan, what did I do, what did I do?
Smack- Crack, oh hell, he just cupped his hand, he knows I hate it when he cups his hand because it drives the pain deeper into my buns,
Again I yell, baby, what did I do?
Crack-Crack, Crack, Oh shi_.... Shut up woman I say to myself, just take it
Just as my mind submits to his doings, the pain is no longer felt, a glow in my loins flows throughout my body, the I should be ashamed that my purposely wetting womb is overflowing race through my mind,
My lungs deeply moan, while the sensation of needing his hardness deep in the center of my heat, rise like the morning sun in the middle of July...
1Manview © 1999 – 2012
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