*By Amazing Male*
I Get to your place in heat
*Poetry by L.N. Todman* 'Awaken'
His gaze pierced me His words touched something inside of me
A part of me I thought had died
He stimulated my mind
His gaze focused on me
Seeing to and not through me
Challenging me
His hands warm on my skin
Firm and yet gentle
Stroking, kneading, pounding Heightening my senses
Filling my body with delicious sensations
My skin heated beneath his touch
I lost myself in the feeling
The air charged with tension
My hands itching to touch him
What would he think of me?
What was I thinking of myself?
He kissed me
I marveled in the knowledge that
This intelligent, educated, talented man
Wanted me
He wanted me
And what did I have to offer?
I had a thirst for knowledge
A need to know
The things people took for granted
The sun has set The sky a blend of colors The moon peaking through a nest of clouds in the distance Dusk has come Bodies pulsating with need Hands gripping, touching Skin against skin Heat flowing absorbing in the path our bodies meet The urgency that brings us together can’t be controlled Our breaths are heard in pants Whispers of unspoken promises Promises which may or may not be broken Sweat gathers on and beneath us The pace set hard and fast This is the dusk The night comes and brings with it the uncontrollable lust Lust consumes our thoughts Heightens every physical sense And brings such intense and immediate gratification Yes, Yes, Yes Oh Yessssssssssssss Then the sun peaks over the horizon Light breaks through the clouds The cleansing light of truth illuminating everything it touches It is dawn Eyes meet across the expanse of the bed Hands stroke gently caressing almost reverently against skin A breeze blows cooling heated flesh Time stands still Every stroke of the minute hand is like an hour Words soft and delicate Untried and yet true flow from lips Lips now tender form the expression the heat portrays It is love… Love seen only in the light of the dawn and hidden by the darkness of dusk. 'Forbidden'
Everyday I watch for you
Waiting for your eyes to connect to mine
Wanting to draw you into me
To caress your body with my own
Forbidden
Your voice plays on my senses
Tempting me to do what I shouldn’t
Touching you brings instant pleasure
I know I should not want you
Your wife, lover, girlfriend would not approve
My significant other wouldn’t either
But I can’t seem to help myself
'Forbidden'
It is the forbidden which draws us in
We want what we can not
Should not have
Do you feel my hunger
The driving ache inside of me
Breaking out of expectations
My body shudders to the words
Just once as they beat in time to my heart
Just once to give in to me
Forbidden
He seemed to see me
'Dusk to Dawn'
'My Pleasure'
Fantasies crowd my mind as I lay
Legs spread apart
My body is throbbing
Throbbing for release
Delicately, tenderly
I touch a finger to my core
Intense aching fills me
My body shivers
Slowly I begin to stroke
One finger and then two
I cup my breasts
Nipples taunt
My body moves to a rhythm
Only I can hear
This is about me
About me loving myself
Appreciating myself as no one else can
I take shallow breaths
As the excitement builds
My skin is warm
Flushed with wanting
Pulsing with passion
They tell us its wrong
Wrong to want to feel such pleasure
Pleasure caused by your own hands
How can that be?
How can something that feels so right and complete be wrong?
I think they’re afraid
Afraid to feel what I feel now.
Free, lifted, fulfilled, passionate
I’m flying above my body
Watching my own release
A scream pierces the air
Followed by low moans
Finally sweet and blessed peace
A cherished feeling
And I think…
If I couldn’t do this for myself,
How could I expect someone else to?
'Sensual Words'
I yearned for a taste
For each consonant and vowel
Drifting over the air
I could feel the power
The power behind his eyes,
As he stared at me
Taking a mental inventory of each sound that I whispered
As he recited his wants, needs and hopes
His dreams became mine
As I pondered his soul
Who awakened me
Not only as a spirit
Putting words on paper
But as a woman
Waiting, Wanting, Needing
For each moment to be perfect
For each memory to be right
For him to see
What I saw in the mirror
Before I slept each night
'WOW'
I watched your eyes light up
Intense and forceful
As I sat in your lap
My body absorbing your heat
And giving it back to you tenfold
Your lips soft and firm
Played over mine
A knowing smile turning them up at the corners
Arrogance…..and cockiness
The color of your eyes darkened
As I pulled your shirt away from your body
And over your dark brown hair
I ran my hand through your luxurious mane
Only to grab it
And pull you deeper into the kiss
I love the way you feel under my hands
All silken steel
The way your hands so big and strong
Caress my skin as if it were the finest silk
I never know where to focus my attentions
I want to be everywhere
I want to put my hands everywhere
I want to put my lips everywhere
My body feels like it is on fire
And we’ve barely begun
I surrender a low moan
As your wondrously large hands cup my breasts
Under the red t-shirt
My nipples bead with such exquisite pain
Your hands are a miracle
Rough and gentle
I lose myself in your touch
I run my hands down your back
Such a massive size that makes me feel
Cherished
My nails rake long red marks of passion into your flesh
As your warm, wet mouth suckles
First the right breast and then the left
Oh God
What you make me feel
I want to have you all at once
Fast, slow, hard, gentle
How is that possible
Your cock strains against your jeans
And I can barely contain the need inside me
I wrestle with your belt
Clumsily and unfocused
Too much
Yes! I did it.
I won over the belt and then groan in dismay
I still have the buttons
Why can’t all jeans just snap in the front
My hands unfocused can’t make anything work
Then your hands steady and with purpose
Make short work of the task that had been driving me crazy
I pull away from your hands and mouth
Your skin
I pull away and with me
I pull the jeans away from your body
Taking your boxer-briefs with them
I run my palms up your legs to your groin
Your dick waves temptingly at me
I lick my lips
Wanting nothing but the taste of you on them
What are you doing to me
My mouth waters at what could be
What will be
I lower my mouth unto your dick
Licking slowly the head
How is it possible to taste so salty-sweet
Then I take you in
I look up at your eyes
Clouded over with such pleasure
A hand fisted in my hair
Another working my breasts
I wrench a groan from you
Move a hand up to play with your hardened nipple
I love being in control of you like this
Being with you
Bring you such pleasure
Makes me so wet
Your dick is truly a beautiful thing
When hard it so thick and long
My body shudders anticipating what my mouth is now engaged in
Your hand in my hair pulls me up your body
And your mouth ravages mine
We fight for control
Me wanting to make you lose control
You wanted to make me lose control
You flip me under you
And soon I’m divested of my shorts and pink cotton panties
I should have worn a skirt
It would have made things so much easier
I could have gotten what I wanted so much faster
You play my body like an instrument
I sing for you the only way I know how
Low moans rent the air
Your fingers play my clit like a guitar
Maybe a piano
Such skill
Then you fill me
First one finger and then two
Sweet Jesus
Its times like these we should all be praying
My eyes threaten to roll back into my head
My breath is released in short pants
And then
Your breath flutters warm and moist at my core
And your tongue
Please
Don’t stop
Oh God
My body begins to tremor
You kiss your way back up to my lips
And take them feverishly with your own
Willing me to
Taste me
Taste how our flavors mingle together when joined
I can’t take anymore
You allow me to turn you on your back
I can’t wait to have you inside of me
The tremors are good
Great even
But there’s something better pushing over the horizon
I straddle your body
And slowly lower myself onto you
Every time is so painfully slow
Your rod is thick and
My body has to adjust to such proportions
Then I move
My back arching to allow better positioning
Our bodies merge together and separate
This dance
Is for us alone
No matter how many dances there have been
This one is special
Our mouths fuse as our bodies do
Battling for something just out of reach
Your hand caresses my cheek
I turn my head and slowly draw one of your fingers into my mouth
Sucking it as my body suckles you
I moan your name
I call on the heavens
What are you doing to me
Then
Without warning you’re on top of me
Driving into me with a fierce need
My body trembles uncontrollably
I can almost touch it
I reach a hand out
Wanting to be close to you
I tangle my fingers in your hair
I love your hair
I can’t hold out
I can’t hold back
I need you with me
I need you to come with me
Our bodies dance together
And voices blending in perfect harmony
Sweat trickle down heated flesh
Our faces contorted in passion
I smile at you
I found it
That something that was just out of reach
That moment that just seems to be out of focus
Relaxed
Peaceful
Your quite strength collapsed on my smaller frame
You now holding me as I come down
There are no words to describe it
Just
WOW
*Poetry by Jameelah*
down hi-ways and interstates
*By Janisse Y. Johnson*
Laying in the bed
Day dreaming of giving you head
Reminiscing over some things that have been said
Slipping my hand down the front of my red satin lace panties
To explore this bothersome heat between my thick thighs
But with you is where I'd rather be
Longing to have you next to me
Laying that hard dick deep within me
Now I just have you in thought
That in itself makes me hot
Slowly tapping on my clit
With my soft fingertips
Letting them dance a sweet melody
That's a dirty secret between you and me
Sending myself into a sexual fit
Baby you got to come get this
Passionate fantasies
create
Intimate realities
that turn into
Erotic treasures
leading to
Late night sexual pleasures
while
Doing wet tongue dances
You should be home tonight
Making my pussy feel right
Cuz for your Baby it's always tight
Got me high like a 757 in mid flight
Lusting for you day and night
Whether you are in or out of eyesight
I need to make love with you all through the night
Never will I put up a fight
Just do this pussy right
It's not fair for me to be home alone
Trying to sex you through your cellular phone
I need a complete physical bone
Lead me into the zone
Needing to hear you moan
As you sex me
While connecting to me
Minds mingling
Bodies tingling
Light giggling
Dick's signaling
Hips wiggling
I'm horny
I want you to put some strong loving on me
Your warm breath against my neck
Loving so explosive it feels like a train wreck
Perplexed
By your dick reflexes
I think you're throwing hexes
Ride me smooth like a brand new Lexus
Filling me up to my navel
You done let that stallion up out of the stable
Got me caressing m y clit
Wishing you were sucking my tits
While I'm screaming
"Oh shit"
Whispering my name
Keeps me in a sexy mind frame
Fuck me til I'm in intense pain
And once I recover we can do it again
Mind filled with pleasure
No other lover could measure
What's between us is a definite treasure
Which has got me busting in pure lust
All these thoughts in my mind
Can't wait for that slow grind
As you take me from behind
When you come through that door
I won't be in lust no more
I'll just press replay
And let you have it your way
'The Goddess' She ascends naked from the steaming water of the hot spring. Its waters super heated from the very fires deep inside the rumbling Earth. She is a goddess bath in the light of the newly awakened sun and clothed only in a fine mist from the morning dew. Her eyes are hooded, a mystery, a puzzle to be solved….. Perplexing. Her wet and dripping locks frame an angelic face, further proof she is not of this world and not for mortals to gaze upon. I err; I gape wondering and pondering and confounded by the meaning of the mischief dancing at the corners of her radiant smile. She has caught me as would a siren, a sea nymph luring me to my demise. She toys with me, has me trapped in her web, I’m to be her victim this morning, her plaything. I carefully let my vision slip from the mesmerizing orbs that are her eyes and chance a look at the body of this fem fatale. I follow the contours her graceful, long and perfect neck, to the round, firm bosom, which offer a man that familiar source of protection, security, and the abundance needed to nurse me in the moment of my greatest weakness. Her hips and legs are powerful and anchor her body to the stone with the tenacity to grind a man to powder when wrapped around his waist. I try to stop my wondering eyes; too late, I spy the patch of neatly trimmed swath of ebony hair that stands as a doorway to a treasure that I can not fathom the thought of ever possessing. I can not breathe; breathless, I stand in awe, ready with a soft prayer on my tongue. She beckons me nearer, she sings my name tantalizingly on the still wind, I am hypnotized, and I obey. I respond to her summons meekly, resigned to my fate preparing for the last moments of this life. As I approach near I can smell the intoxicating scents of an earthly woman; a kaleidoscope of fragrances, the sweetness of lavender, the freshness of roses, and the musky aroma of a woman who delights in her own sexuality. I feel myself responding to the electric charged atmosphere, I feel the painful, unbearable throbbing between my legs, and am ashamed. To die with lust in my heart for this succubus is too much for my masculinity. I am enraged, she smiles all the more. My treaded becomes more purposeful and my intentions are made clear. I take her swiftly and violently, she allows me, delighted in my passion and unbridled energy. I pour all of my being, the whole essence of me into her………utterly consumed. The water is alive with our love making and froths to and fro, making tidal waves and vortexes in the small pool. Droplets of water fall from our naked enraptured bodies twinkling like small diamonds in the blazing light of this new day, reflecting back all the colors of a magnificent rainbow. We climax together and our soul bond, I am hers now and forever more. I look into her eyes unafraid, I am born anew, we are equals she has blessed me with immortality. This is bliss, paradise found. She loves me once more during the morning, slowly passionately, completely; sated and drained we sleep shaded and secluded in each others arms. We are one forever, god and goddess. 'The Goddess Lives' A snapshot, one frozen moment in time. A lone drop of sweat suspended in midair, scant inches from falling on her upturned backside, to join the millions already pooled from the nape of her neck to the soles of her feet. Her long locks matted and plastered to her head, and a smile of satisfaction on her countenance, though she is sure in the knowledge that after I used her so brutally that she can expect no call from me in the near future. She knows that she is only one of more than a few conquests whom have shared my satiny sheets, self respect has fled; Proof that……….. The Goddess is no more. On my way to the shower I take a long refreshing drink of water that I have on the nightstand of my bed, invigorating and cool to ease the fire that is still burning in my over taxed muscles. Physical my release is won, as proved by the ivory wetness that is now dripping from her gaping orifice; my seed planted in a womb with soil not fertile enough for anything to grow. The liberation of my spirit is much harder to attain. As I let the hot steam massage me into a peaceful reverie I resolve to find the one woman that will make me whole, I hear she is there if you look with your full attention and single-minded devotion…………. The Goddess is lost I leave the confines of my stuffy apartment, which has yet to replenish its fresh air supply it still has the stale musky aroma of last nights turbulent activities. I begin my journey across the ocean and through numerous seas on a quest to become one with the earth, friend to eternity and master of nothing. I encounter ebony women in almost all shapes, sizes and temperaments, more than a few give a sample of their mortal delights, but none bring me any closer to the stars and galaxies that I seek. There is missing something of the divine in them all………… The Goddess is elusive I’d almost given up hope of being touched by the hand of destiny and doomed to live my life as half a man, forever alone with sadness in my heart that no one would ever glimpse. A dream shattered, broken as completely as fragile fine porcelain dropped from a great height. To my astonishment I discover her in a secluded, magical, wondrous grotto, on a bleached white sand beach surrounded by pounding surf, haloed in rays of sunlight patiently waiting for me. I walk toward her lost, wanting to pour my soul in a glass and let her slowly take her fill, a willing sacrifice……………… The Goddess is Found She greets me with the most passionate kiss that I have ever tasted…….decadent and sinful. Her eyes capture and attract me as an insect in amber. My pulsing member of its own accord reaches for the spot on her angelic body that has the inviting patch of hair already dripping with moisture. Entering her takes me places that few men have yet to travel, I make a fantastic voyage from the chaotic explosion that marks the beginning of time to the transcending light of the ending of all matter, and I live more lifetimes than I can count. This is only the beginning, as she I begin a dance of thrusting back and forth in perfect balance and symmetry, a thing of magnificent beauty, I give she takes, she give I take…..equal fulfillment. When I release deep inside her, my seed takes root, I die that one little death in absolute contentment; knowing ……… The Goddess Lives 'The Goddess Weeps' The sun has abandoned her, it is raining, a downpour; she hardly notices because of the deluge of tears leaking from her still lovely brown eyes. The Goddess cries alone, none to witness, none to console her in her hour of need. Where is the strength of this African deity, where has it flown in this windswept harsh landscape of loneliness and despair? She has been forsaken by her once most faithful of worshipers, a man, her man, the one who in his fickleness gave up on grace to whore in the lost dregs of society……. The Goddess weeps alone. The clouds part, a few faint rays of sunlight illuminate her divine form, I am drawn to her. I take off my shirt to cover her quivering, goose pimpled flesh, I minister to her needs as if to a child that has cause herself an accidental pain. I warm her body in my embrace, not passion, just the comfort of another person’s body heat to fight the lingering doubts of her place in the world. She is beautiful, she is blind. She is intelligent, she has forgotten. She is wanton, she has lost her sexuality. I give her my strength of limb and offer her a manly shoulder to cry on…….. The Goddess weeps for herself. Men are all harlots she rages, not to be trusted, not to be confided in. Don’t ever put your trust in one, she advises; refusing to see me in my masculinity. We’ve been bonded to long for her to see me as her mortal enemy. I am the one who listens when others are uncaring and cruel; I am compassionate when others laugh. I am the one who lifts her up on high when the weight of the world brings her low; I am the light and beacon shining brightly keeping her safe from the dangers of the endless night……. Protector. I cry out to the heavens entreating the ear of the Most High about these grave injustices to this one I love as my most cherished friend……….. The Goddess weeps with me. In my wrath against the cruelties of fate, I first notice the pressure of her body pressing against mine as she shudders in misery. The needy touch of her hands as she holds me, soothed that she has something solid to grasp. I feel myself respond to the emotion of lust and am confused. She senses this new sensation and doesn’t allow me to escape, trapped between passion and fear of change. We slid down to the wet and muddy grass and began tearing at the clothing separating us not fighting the need to be one. I lie on my back and give her the position of dominance that she has been craving all her life. She breaks the final barrier; I gaze into her eyes as she slides down my engorged shaft. In that instant I see stars and constellations and the infinite wisdom of Isis looking down on me………. The Goddess weeps no more. She moves slowly to a rhythm only her senses can detect, slowly savoring every millimeter of my soul, taking all and giving more. Our sprits soar to galaxies both near and far, we attain a position in the unreachable universe and delight in the vastness and emptiness of space. Her tempo increase and she rocks more insistently to the fevered melody of the music paying in her head. So consumed I climax deep inside of her filling her core with my essence, she wrings out every last drop before falling unconscious on the fine hairs of my chest. She breathes softly, with no sadness and a faint smile, her closed eyes open to release one small pearl shaped tear………….The Goddess weeps in happiness. 'The Afternoon Nap' That’s twice I let you escape to the safe confines of sleep, to the shelter of pleasant dreams and faceless wonders. I’ve had to put my erotic desires on hold, let the fires of passion rest in the heat of my impatient, steaming blood. I was hard pressed and I resisted my male instincts as I watched your smooth milk chocolate skin play to the rise and fall of you gentle breathing as you slept the afternoon away unaware of the looks of lust that were passed your way, not knowing that you were the object of such primal emotions and the thing that my body was calling for to the heights of the very vastness of space to possess. With x-ray eyes I peeled back the sheets and undressed you from head to toe and marveled at the sight of your serene, relaxed physical form. I gazed lovingly all the way to your inner spirit and I wanted to make love to your soul and become one with your universe. I imagined my hands roaming on an epic journey across the width and breadth of you, touching spots both mundane and extraordinary never stopping in this great exploration, while giving you sensations that would tickle your fancy and bring the knowledge that I would be a patient and ingenious lover. I inhale your scent as you lay there with your eyes closed mummer softly in your sleep, you are a spring garden of fragrances, hair smelling of sweet tea tree oil, clean and fresh perfumed skin, and the tangy musk of your sex ripe for the taking. I could not get enough of your beautiful sleeping body; intoxicated like a Rastafarian I only wanted more and more of you; to get high on your love. I see in my mind’s eye the parting of you thighs and of the abundant bounty that I should be feasting on, and I feel just a bit guilty because I know you need this nap to replenish your strength and vitality. Your body heat radiating sends signals to my loins to respond to all this pent up sexual tension and it is difficult suppressing wanting you to feel me inside of you, filling your canal completely. Like a river rapids I want you riding wave after wave after wave of passion, ending in the climax of surf pounding on the beach of my love, drenched in the misty sweat of my exertions to enjoying the salty taste of the fruits of our labors and finally resting together too exhausted to care and too happy for anything else. So rest easy my beloved, because there will not be a third time; there will be no peaceful escape to a blissful slumber, you will be awakened to start that journey that I have spent the day cataloging, the itinerary is set, the flight plan is logged, your vessel to ecstasy is ready for boarding and I guarantee that you will not sleep one second throughout the flight.
*Poetry by Angelica* Myspace URL:www.myspace.com/dngel
Maestro, please Enumerate my wounds Take my prosaic words Breathe new life into amusia.
Speak to me In your musical language Versify love I allow your song to penetrate my body One note created by you Changes the tempo Of my hearts rhythm Oh maestro Your sagacious senses Allow you the ability To hear symphonies In the silence of Love
You have released My unsung song You made my body vibrate Like one of your musical creation
I speak your encomium For all to witness For you maestro Everlasting ovations
Make my whole body cum..Mmm... Make me one of your deepest vibrations ...
(¯..?..¯) ..*.¸.*.. ¸.•.. ??? ??? With Passon 4 You * Angelica
Red Passion
OK Baby, no more delay Enjoying the view from there of the skimpy red leather I decided to wear.. No misunderstanding as long as you know when I give a command better not be slow Unless I order you to take your time slowly pleasuring all the lady treasures you find Mmmm Sweet Man I ll make you beg and moan You can t reach the door or telephone I ll take everything I want You re all mine tonight I ll make it so hard on you but I m sure you ll like all the things I force you to do Hope you re famished, Baby and dying of thirst too Don t dare to refuse me anything This tiny, leather merry widow is bursting at the seams I plan to torment you, Baby until you writhe and scream I can be dangerous, Mister this scene could turn real mean Don t pull against two long, shapely restraints I ll wrap around your waist Don t you dare to turn away from the sweet things your face I ll crack this riding crop, Baby You re mine, body and soul Tonight is your darkest hour The Red Devil is in control;) Passion 4 You * Angelica
Fire at The base Of spine ignites Passions splendor Power rising - a slithering serpant Tongue of blue flame Engulfing us - mystic vibrations Surge like waves Upon the shores of her breasts The sand melts hot The lava of blue volcanoes Spraying the womb Of ecstasy We are falling into pools of light With a white dragon's breath Our passions melding Into one Then the sweet dream As we roam through tender Nights Our souls now sealed.. With a kiss.. Tantra ... Passion 4 You *
Passion Fruit Lust burn within you The intense heat piercing our bodies Like a thousand uncontrollable fires Let me taste your naked skin Alive with the sweat of desire More delicious and intoxicating than wine You ... the Centurian of my body Relaxing now, as your hot tongue Slides up my soft inner thigh Making me tense with anticipation Of the pleasure yet to come As it teases my tight, wet pussy You love my gasp of delight When you plunge it deep into me Swirling in devilish circles Around and around my inner walls Clutching the bedposts with outstretched arms You know i am ready to release into ecstasy I beg You to lick me harder and faster My sighs and screams are like the music of heaven I hear you say ... Come for me now, beautiful one.. I want to taste the champagne of your love.. Move your hips up and down more violently Feel my tongue driving through you unmercifully Scream louder, louder, I know you are ready to explode into paradise Scratch your nails across my back, shake, quiver, gasp for air, cry then melt into me forever. Passion 4 You * Angelica
*Poetry by Kenneth Scott*
"Chocolate Love"
46H, 48J, 50N, 52T, 54ZZZ,
one, two, three gallons each,
two gigantic chocolate udders,
sweet dark-brown mountains of ecstasy,
massive, undulating udder-breasts of bliss.
Big Black beautiful mamma loves to
satisfy my thirst with her sweet chocolate milk of love,
bury my thick man-stick deep inside
her moist hot-chocolate breast-valley,
feel my warm, wet cream explode
deep between her dark-chocolate udders of joy,
all day long. She just can't get enough of my sweet, sticky love-sauce,
can't get enough of my pumping, pounding pillar
buried deep between her massive, undulating mountains of
delicious chocolate ecstasy.
She'll always be my faithful, sweet, dark-chocolate breast-embrace
for the rest of our loving lives
together. Sweet mamma, embrace me
with your chocolate love.
Copyright (c) 2003, Kenneth Irving Scott, Jr., All Rights Reserved
"You Are"
You are
my lovely lady, my faithful beloved for life,
mountainous udder-breasts of warm ecstasy,
countless hungry gallons of undulating mountain-bosom.
You are
your deep, embracing, satisfying breast-cleavage of lifelong bliss.
Your two vast oceans of udder-bosom always yearn to bury my thrusting tower
deep inside their warm, undulating, insatiable ecstasy.
You are your massive mountain-bosom of bliss.
Your titanic udders joyfully drink my flowing love-seed
deep within your bosom-cleavage of faithful love,
embracing my erect pillar all day and night.
Your gigantic breasts of insatiable desire
constantly bury my stiff pillar deep between them,
constantly drink my warm love-seed.
Because of you, my beloved, I am always satisfied.
Your titanic, milk-filled udder-breasts fulfill me,
deep between their two warm oceans of undulating ecstasy, every day.
Your warm, deep, undulating udder-cleavage is my amorous home.
Between the numberless gallons of your two mountainous breasts,
I am always fulfilled with erotic bliss.
Day turns to night, and night turns to day.
From the deliciously-erect nipples of your wondrous mountain-breasts,
I drink of your ecstatic love-milk,
and am always drunk with the satisfying embrace
of your overwhelmingly-heavy udder-bosom.
Your titanic udder-breasts are always jealous for my erect tower.
My beloved massive-breasted wife, you are lifelong intermammary ecstasy,
and with orgasmic joy you embrace my erect tower deep between
your gigantic, possessive udder-breasts of insatiable bliss.
You constantly ache to own my stiff tower
between your two massive udder-breasts of ecstasy.
You constantly long to fulfill your deepest erotic desires
between the two vast oceans of your satisfying udder-bosom.
Your deep udder-cleavage is always drunk with my warm, abundant love-seed,
always filled with my thrusting pillar,
and yet always yearning for more of my thrusting, more of my love-seed,
all day and night, every day of our blissful lives
together. Day turns to night, and night turns to day.
Your countless gallons of massive udder-bosom satisfy me at all times,
and I am always ravished with your love.
My strong tower is your lifelong prisoner of love,
buried deep inside the passionate, undulating, satisfying prison
of your gigantic udder-bosom's warm cleavage of ecstasy.
Your two gigantic udder-mountains are beauty beyond all feminine beauty,
sweet with the fragrant skin of your delicious buxom joys.
You will never allow me to remove my aching-hard tower
from deep inside your warm, undulating, possessive udder-cleavage.
You are endless intermammary unity,
my erect manhood buried deep between your two massive mountain-breasts
all day long, filling your deep udder-cleavage with moist heat.
Your warm, deep udder-cleavage always protects and satisfies my erotic need
with the sweetest of your amorous joys.
Your deep breast-valley savors the fluid warmth and erotic scent
of my liquid joys.
Without warning,
your massive, undulating udder-breasts seize my eager pillar with need.
Without warning,
my willing tower is joyfully trapped
deep between your wild, thirsty, massive gallons of udder-bosom.
The sweet scent of your gigantic, satisfying udder-bosom heals me.
You comfort me with your passionate breast-embrace of insatiable love.
I am hopelessly lost deep between your gigantic udders of bliss,
my erect pillar vigorously swimming between the two vast oceans
of your warm, undulating mountain-breasts of ecstasy,
your udder-cleavage tingling with orgasmic fulfillment
as my strong pillar thrusts ever deeper,
repeatedly moistening your exquisite bosom-valley
with my wet lotion of virility. Day turns to night, and night turns to
day.
Your deep, undulating udder-cleavage
always needs to deeply embrace my erect tower all day long,
every day of our natural lives.
You cannot rest until my thrusting pillar is buried
deep between the two vast oceans
of your wild, undulating, overpowering, possessive udder-breasts
for many hours on end.
You thrust your titanic udders forward, and I am taken.
My beloved massive-breasted lady,
you are
beauty beyond all feminine beauty, my faithful wife,
my lovely gift of lifelong intermammary ecstasy,
worth more to me than all the riches of this world.
Copyright (c) 2003, Kenneth Irving Scott, Jr., All Rights Reserved
"Blossom of Ecstasy"
My sweet, gentle, lovely lady,
you are my most radiant blossom, blooming with the fragrant heat
of your delicious desires, the numberless gallons of your udder-bosom
undulating with warm, fertile ecstasy,
the wonderfully-deep valley between your mountainous, satisfying breasts
always embracing me, constantly possessing and owning my erect pillar of
bliss.
My beautiful flower of passionate joy,
I am wonderfully trapped, thrusting, swimming deep between the two oceans
of your vast, mountainous udders of fragrant, nurturing beauty,
fulfilling your orgasmic ecstasy as I repeatedly,
constantly sow my warm, thick, wet love-seed deep within
your fertile, undulating, comforting, satisfying breast-valley.
My delicate, exquisite blossom,
your long, deep, yearning, undulating udder-cleavage fulfills me
all day and night. That I may dwell peacefully, passionately
within the deep, satisfying valley of your titanic udder-bosom
would fulfill ten million ardent lifelong yearnings.
My full, faithful flower, how can I desire any other woman,
so long as your titanic, possessive udder-breasts bury my erect tower
deep between their countless gallons of soft, warm, undulating ecstasy,
their passionate, fertile valley blissfully drinking my thick rivers of
love-seed,
and yet thirsting for more? My most-passionate wife,
you will always be my sweet, mountainous blossom of ecstasy.
The deep, undulating, satisfying valley
between your two massive, overpowering udders
will always be my faithful, amorous, fulfilling home.
Copyright (c) 2003, Kenneth Irving Scott, Jr., All Rights Reserved
"I Blissfully Marvel"
My most-passionate, faithful ladylove, my beloved wife, I blissfully marvel
at the jealous, possessive, amorous, satisfying hunger
deep between the countless undulating gallons of your massive udder-bosom,
the embracing, overwhelming, overpowering, ecstatic thirst
of the warm, bottomless valley between your gigantic, mountainous breasts.
All day and night, in our secret chamber of loves,
the tingling, erect clitoris that is your thick, succulent nipples feeds me
with your sweet milk of passionate love,
and the deep, wet vulva that is your bottomless, undulating udder-cleavage
devours me, hungrily swallowing my erect, thrusting pillar of heat,
and constantly drunk with my warm, thick love-seed. And I am in awe
of your wild, fiery orgasms dwelling deep between the two vast oceans
of your titanic, pounding udder-bosom. I am in awe
of the wondrous vulva that is your deep, satisfying breast-valley,
always hungry for my strong tower,
always thirsty for my rivers of love-seed.
I blissfully marvel at the overwhelming, satisfying beauty
of the massive, orgasmic udder-breasts that you are,
have always been,
and will always
joyfully be
to me,
my most-passionate, faithful ladylove,
my beloved wife
for all time.
Copyright (c) 2003, Kenneth Irving Scott, Jr., All Rights Reserved
"Waiting"
You wait,
your desires burning,
your amorous appetite insatiable.
You wait with anticipation,
longing, yearning, craving,
impatiently caressing your numberless gallons
of massive, undulating udder-bosom
with fervent, passionate need,
your tingling breast-valley moist with wild heat.
You are two vast oceans of titanic, possessive, jealous udder-bosom
that constantly yearn to deeply embrace my erect, thrusting pillar,
and to repeatedly, passionately drink my thick, abundant love-cream
with undulating, pounding ecstasy. Nevertheless,
loving, nurturing, faithful wife that you are,
you wait. And you hate the hours
I have to spend away from you, those daunting hours
when you need me the most,
when your succulent nipples ache to feed me with passionate love-milk,
and when your deep, orgasmic udder-cleavage painfully yearns
to embrace my strong tower, and to be drunk with my flowing love-seed.
And I always comfort you
with the knowledge that I hate those hours too.
And thus, I will never hesitate to be reunited with you,
to immediately bury my erect pillar of desires deep between the
countless gallons
of your undulating, yearning, satisfying udder-bosom,
thrusting and pounding with the fulfillment of ten trillion ecstasies
all day and night. My most-precious lady,
I never like to keep you waiting.
Copyright (c) 2003, Kenneth Irving Scott, Jr., All Rights Reserved
'Big Bubble-Booty'
From "Various Works by Kenneth Irving Scott, Jr. (Volume 24)"
Copyright (c) 2004, Kenneth Irving Scott, Jr., All Rights Reserved
4 June 2004
She was a bronze-brown Black beauty,
blessed with a big bubble-booty
bouncing blatantly from behind her belittled body, boldly begging me to
bury my burning bologna between her blissfully blubbery buns.
But her behavior was beneficial, benevolent.
My bulge briefly brushed against her bare bedazzling butt and she brazenly
bent over, budging and beckoning me to
beach my banana-boat between her bountiful backside bubbles and
bathe them with my bursting buttery bedroom broth.
She is my bronze-brown Black beauty,
blessed with a big blubbery bubble-booty that
buries my big beam blissfully, bringing me to
blast and baste her bouncing buns and bridal blossom
benevolently.
'Fertile Blossom'
From "Various Works by Kenneth Irving Scott, Jr. (Volume 34)"
Copyright (c) 2006, Kenneth Irving Scott, Jr., All Rights Reserved
3 March 2006
I am deliciously overwhelmed by the fragrance of your amorous scent,
your slender, sumptuous waist beckoning me to embrace you,
your wide, fertile hips, beautifully massive buttocks and sopping-wet blossom
burning for my virile tower. My manhood cannot resist
the devouring embrace of your moist, deep flower,
her two wet petals caressing the length of my pillar,
causing it to grow to full erection as your wonderfully-undulating buttocks
pound against me effortlessly. Your fertile blossom sucking passionately
upon my aching-hard tower, my rivers of love-seed burst forth with ecstasy,
my stiff pillar pushing vigorously, ever deeper, as your wet flower
drinks every last drop of my virile cream, your fertile, undulating buttocks
yearning for more of me, all day and night.
Your wet, sucking blossom screams with orgasmic ecstasy
as my strong tower thrusts ever deeper, bursting with moist love-seed
in her blissful midst. Drunk with my overflowing love-seed,
your fertile, satisfying blossom
is my faithful lifelong marital home.
"Out of Nowhere"
Out of nowhere, I met you
while minding my own business. My lovely lady, I was in awe
when I laid eyes on beautiful you, massive-breasted you,
for the very first time. I never expected to find you so quickly,
so suddenly, never expected us to be in love with each other so immediately,
so deeply, so blissfully, your gentle, faithful heart
embracing me as eagerly as
your countless gallons of undulating udder-bosom
swiftly embraced my erect tower,
your warm, deep, orgasmic breast-cleavage hungrily devouring my every thrust,
and insatiably drinking every last drop of my thick, flowing love-seed
as you moan with ultimate erotic fulfillment and passionate ecstasy.
In the wink of an eye,
my erect manhood has become the joyful property of your gigantic udder-breasts,
my thrusting tower fulfills your warm, deep breast-valley every day,
and my life has become the amorous focus of your exquisite, loving heart.
You weep with profound tears of orgasmic bliss
as my stiff pillar and warm, creamy, precious love-seed reside peacefully
between the two undulating oceans of your titanic, satisfying udder-bosom.
My beloved, lifelong wife,
out of nowhere,
I was blessed with you.
Copyright (c) 2003, Kenneth Irving Scott, Jr., All Rights Reserved
"Your Amorous Need"
My precious ladylove, I am owned by your amorous need,
I belong to your yearning, passionate, insatiable desire,
I am the prisoner of your deep, ardent longing,
and I cannot escape from your burning, overwhelming craving.
My most-exquisite wife,
you are your massive, undulating udder-bosom of amorous need,
your erect nipples of yearning, passionate, insatiable desire,
your moist, bottomless breast-valley of deep, ardent longing,
your burning, overwhelming craving to embrace my erect tower
deep between your countless gallons of undulating, orgasmic udder-bosom.
Every day, without warning,
your titanic, mountainous breasts deeply bury my stiff pillar
between their two vast oceans of overpowering need,
your warm breast-valley joyfully drinking my rivers of love-seed
as your gigantic udders pound against me with orgasmic ecstasy.
Every night, without restraint,
my aching-hard manhood is buried beneath your numberless gallons
of massive, undulating, ardent, possessive udder-bosom,
and your warm, deep, embracing breast-cleavage will not rest
until she is fully wet with my repeated bursts of flowing love-seed,
until she tingles with orgasmic ecstasy from devouring my thrusting pillar
for countless hours on end. My beloved lady,
your massive-breasted need owns me
in our satisfying bed of loves.
Copyright (c) 2003, Kenneth Irving Scott, Jr., All Rights Reserved
"Night"
The serene darkness of night comforts us
as we lay together, facing each other, in our bed of love,
your countless gallons of massive, mountainous, orgasmic udder-bosom
pressed against me, embracing my pillar of virility
continuously, lovingly. The hours pass blissfully. Repeatedly, I awaken
between your mountains of midnight comfort, slowly thrusting, pressing
against your pendulous, undulating breasts of amorous fulfillment,
my strong tower deeply buried between their two oceans of warm desire.
You quietly moan with joyful gratification as your satisfying breast-valley
drinks my flowing rivers of love-seed with orgasmic ecstasy,
your gigantic udder-bosom squeezed against me peacefully,
insatiably. We rest in blissful breast-embrace throughout the gentle night,
my ardent pillar slowly thrusting, passionately bursting, and deeply resting
between the numberless gallons of your warm, undulating breasts,
every hour of the night,
your udder-cleavage constantly embracing the length of me,
repeatedly savoring the wetness of my flowing virility.
My faithful, loving lady,
every night, you comfort me, satisfy me, keep me, nourish me,
between your beautifully massive udder-breasts of ecstasy.
Copyright (c) 2003, Kenneth Irving Scott, Jr., All Rights Reserved
*Poetry by Gqstyle Style*
Any note on Me ...
Compose me…
Play any note on me
I brought my whip
and I m ready to play
You re shackled up
and I m in control
Tonight the Red Devil
takes you r body and soul
Angelica
