Happy Hump Day...

Reprisal To Pinkpolitics The "S" Word...

Sexuality pours from your flesh pores,
As surrealism of beauty justifies why I want to get between those slender silky smooth thighs...
Eyes watch the saunter swivel of your waist,
While it gyrates the slight width of your hips,
Making them do that sinful sexual dip...
And if seeing is doing,
I see why my mind anticipates,
The pure sex that I will get from you right out of the gate...
Eyes fixate on long slender, straight sensuous legs, covered with shear, smooth, soft skin,
A derrière that screams sit on me, and once you are securely seated, simply ride...
But first, I must taste the flesh that covers your derrière roundness with the pinkness of my out stretch tongue...
Mmm, my mind anticipate the flavor will be as salty as your body sultry manner, and when my tongue has had enough of your flesh flavor, it will shimmy down into the shadows of your secret sacred place,
Work its way up and down the center of your swollen slit, were it will tease, taste, stimulate, succulate the erectness of your clit,
Until its well sauté by the heat of my steaming tongue...
Once you are primed, it will be time for my lips to sip on the sweetness of your nectar wine,
Swirl it on my tongue, letting its flavor saturate into its pink flesh,
Then all so slowly swallow a steady stream of its smooth sweet texture,
Softly slurping its satisfying taste down my throat, while you stand tall with fist clenched tightly against the hallway wall...
Dip, slip and slide slowly between your swollen folds slit, my tongue will ride,
While my ears tune into successions of surreal sounds of pleasurable moans, slipping past the softness of your succulent lips as my tongue submarines into your depths of squishy pink flesh,
Stretching, wetting, its walls for what will become next...
As my body stands tall, one hand will bend your body over at the waist, the other will slide your panties off the shape of your symmetrical slushy folds, that scintillate with wetness in the light...
Now its time for your mind to anticipate the size of my substantial sexual snake, as I prepare to slip-slide it past your haven gate...
Flesh press against flesh, as the flesh of my sex stretch the opening of your sizzling wet sex,
As my size slide into the smothering saturated swell of your depths, and the sensory of it falling inside you fills your womb, you will not disappoint my anticipation, of your shouting stentorian screams...
As my hips ride square on the firmness of your small derrière, my sex strongly strokes straight into the depths of your scorching affections, making your body to go into spontaneous combustion of stimulated convulsions of absolute substantial satisfaction...

Soft Touch .... Prose Poem from picture.....

Hmm, I love it when you touch me... There...

Softly ease across the slushiness of my folds,

Comb through the dampness of my hair,

Just before you skinny-dip into the wetness of my wake...

And how you make me feel all so exuberant, when you playfully dive into the heat of my current,

Then hold your breath as you linger in my depths...

What I love most about you,

You never mind when I call out somebody else's name,

When it’s you that's holding me tight, while we sexually dance,

In the cramp darkness of my womb..

Photo from http://temptingsweets99.tumblr.com/

The "S" Word... By PinkPolitcs ... (My Poetic Guest)...

Look at my Suggestive Swivel.
These Sensual curves.
Got your attention I see.
You know you wanna Spank these Steamy cheeks.
I know you’re thinking how
Succulent, Scrumpuous and Salaciouly delicious they are.
Shame on me
For using this Spine-Tingling asset as a
Seductive tool to manipulate
Yoe weak ass.
You sit there in your chair
Supposedly watching the game
And
All the while sneaking peaks at these
Satisfying mounds.
Look at you!
Salivating.
Remembering how
Savory and Spicy a round or two in Spontaneous motion with these hips can be.
This ass is Stimulating, I Know.
Sexual is what you’re feeling.
I see you Swelling
Prematurely Secreting
Choking and Squeezing
Dayum!
Now Saturating the place.
You won’t soon forget
This
Sexy Significant Silhouette.
So the next time you mistreat these,
Umph,
I’ll be Salty
And these,
Well,
Use your imagination.

Motions Slow.... Prose Poem .....

Darkness surrounds the flicker of a single candle in the room,

Low, soft, slow vibes of music plays in the background, as the flesh of two naked bodies, together mesh slowly...

Tongues embraced in a slow dance,

While emerged in a deep wet taste of a kiss

That leaves their bodies in complete total bliss....

Chest rest against breast,

As solidified nipples impale into chest flesh...

Hips slowly grind together,

As enlarge endowment indents steadily into soft flesh...

Fingertips tenderly ease across flesh, that's slightly moistened with lovers sweat,

Gravity slowly tug bodies downward on top of red, shinny, silky satin sheets...

Thigh rest against thigh, as one leg twist around butt cheek,

Slow… Deep… Grinds make lungs slowly breath deeply...

Back arch... As breast flesh disappears inside heated root of mouth,

Lust flush through loins, leaving sensations of burning fire inside,

While leaving licentious yearning of flesh outside...

Rigid endowment completely fills his grip, as it is pointed in the direction of the shadow between the thickish flesh of her thighs,

Body tense, as swollen endowment head rest against the over moist small crevice opening of her hidden shadow...

A quick thrust of hips is followed by a low quiet grunt from lungs, as swollen head push open the mushy doorway of her crevice opening, she gasp as the sensation of it disappearing in her opening rush up her spine, into the back of her mind...

Hips hesitate, lungs deep breath is held, another slow thrust ensues, turning grunts into groans, as his extensive endowment steadily falls inside the taut grip of hidden shadow ever tight pink walls...

Moans slowly fill the empty space in the room air, as penetration sensations slowly consume their brain senses...

As large girth meets small orifice, arms wrap around back, while painted nails rake deep into back exposed flesh,

Every ripple, every pulsating, every swollen vein of his endowment is felt, as his mass slowly falls downward, into her super slippery shadow of sexual bliss...

Hips gyrate, while into each other they slowly, softly, crash...

Legs lift onto shoulder; endowment slowly falls utterly into the firm grip of her shadow slippery depths,

Groans of undaunted pleasure levitated around the room, with slushy, popping, sounds, harmonizing in the back ground....

Arms straighten then tense, chest rise high above breast, as eyes stare deeply into each other while hips gyrate in a perfect harmonious rhythmic motion, causing their loins to flood with unparalleled surreal sensations...

Up and down,

Back and forth,

Push then pull,

In then out, again and again the rigidity of his endowment tenderly slide inside the confines of her womb walls, causing wave after wave of lascivious sensations to rush into their brain, as genital sounds of wet suction, serenade their ears, as each stroke of his endowment rides down her boundless leaking womb walls...

Goggled eyes, watch her head rise, as his endowment slides deep into the darkness of her depths, then they watch it lower, as his endowment slowly retreats, his eyes become fixated on her head movements, as it tilts back and forth in his hips gyrating rhythm, accelerating his sexual arousal...

Her eyes closed tight, as his hips slow hard thrust sunk his rigid sex into the darkest part of her depths, causing her mind and body, to surrenders to his sexual dexterity...

Fingertips wrap deeply into his buttocks flesh,
Low graveling moans of passion slip past her lips, as her inner orgasmic climax comes to its boiling point, every stroke of his endowment down her walls, send thrill chills up her spine,
Audible moans vibrate in her throat, as the sharpness of her teeth indents into his shoulder flesh...
Hips softly crash into each other, as her loins overfill with desire fire,
Harder... H-a-r-d-e-r… she moans a moment before her back arch, her body stiffens...
Hips levitate in the air as uncontrollable trembles of megaton proportions rush through her body while his hips precision gyrations slowly pumps his harden mass up and down taught convulsing womb walls...
An audible squeal slips past her lips, as his endowment erupts without warning like a volcano awakening from a hundredth year Hiatus, filing her womb completely with his thick lava hot white liquid...
Sounds of deep breaths, moans and groans, swirl inside the room, as orgasmic release consumes the soul of their beings...
Vocal release is replace with total silence, while two bodies sleep entangle in each other arms,
Soon, they will awaken, kiss and embrace, then resume their slow sexual dance that will last throughout the night, consummating their love for each other...

Happy Hump day Pic...