Black Poetry : MISSIONARY POSITION

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  1. garlicsalt99

    garlicsalt99 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    MISSIONARY POSITION

    It holds the same esteem as an honorable tradition
    And is time honored as such, such is the missionary position
    For, classic is it when a man beds his woman to engage in the nocturnally naughty
    To lay his woman in a private place so that they can enjoy each others body
    To have the melody of foreplay serenaded and sweetly sung
    Flavoring the palette with the taste of ‘certain’ glands on the tongue
    Be it a kiss, a sip or a slurp, the uncomely parts are celebrated
    All before the acts in the missionary position are even initiated
    Uttering dirty words and profane sayings of appropriately obscene chatter
    Saying all the things that encourages couples to engage in copulatory matters
    Charging the air of our surroundings and setting the stage for surreal satisfaction
    So much so, ******* and having sex becomes two distinct actions
    Touching places that brings about feelings in an erogenous collage
    Having the same effect on the body after a shiatsu massage
    Tasting the twat … and rubbing it with my face
    … All of this before penetration even takes place

    Just the mere thought carries with it the power of superstition
    Capturing the imagination – entanglement in the missionary position
    The potential of my baton buried in the mouth of your phenomenal ****
    The power of a man and woman joined at the front
    Communicating with each other by way of facial expressions, groans and grunts
    Fueled by the passion of hip movements and other stunts
    Giving and given to sexual intercourse that is bold and blunt
    Subjecting our private parts to bear the brunt -
    Of a repeated frontal collision and piston-like pelvic pulsation
    Stimulating our nether parts to coveted states of excitation
    Ejaculatory revelation and orgasmic release
    Getting our respective ‘nut on, from my shaft to your vaginal crease
    As we both quake I run my fingers down the vertebrates of your spine
    And I can feel you doing the same to mine
    Until I get to your tailbone and the split of your ***
    Firmly grasping your beautiful behind from the first orgasmic pulse, to the last

    We set out to exorcise the sexual vices of the human condition
    Posturing ourselves in the missionary position
    At the door of your vault, penetrating through to plush sugar walls
    Tight and warm is your ***** as I enter in, to my balls
    The first stroke is the best, inciting a repetitious thrust
    With each stoke as good as the last, continuing is a must
    In between sweetly opened legs surrendering to my inclinations in simul-spect
    I embrace you, and **** you, and gently bite your neck
    Certain spots that I happen to touch inside your vaginal interior
    Manifest in responses as seen and felt by different parts of your exterior
    Whether it be the gleeful-grimacing of your face, or the motion of your hips
    Or the fact that it gets so good, you make a muffled noise and bite your bottom lip
    We move among the covers, pinned to each other where neither can flee
    And seemingly climb each other like hungry lions climbing a tree
    Making love, lust and a litany of overtures in the context of intercourse
    Charging our personal atmosphere that has desire as its source

    I love the way we move with the boldness of soldiers on a mission
    The way we invade each others space, in the missionary position
    As easily as ripping paper, stripping away inhibition
    Moving on and into each other with purpose and intention
    Committed to a time of intercourse in a space where we both belong
    Coital connection consummated that is so right, it can’t be wrong
    And like a song with soul we feel passion, pleasure and pain
    ******* each other until drops of sweat fall from us, like rain
    Satisfying our biological imperative and exorcising carnal tendencies
    Working out the lust and desires that are manifestations of co-dependencies -
    That are a part of the human condition that we both clearly sense
    Doin’ that ‘man-woman thang’ that’s part of the human experience
    Naked bodies merged in coitus amidst sweat and sound effects
    Doing what comes naturally in an activity called ‘having sex’
    The stroking of erogenous zones with a gender complementary pair
    Mutually masturbating each other to rhythms that we share

    Releasing sexual tension while inciting sexual friction -
    Is what I look forward to when engaged in the missionary position
    No matter the cadence of our rhythm, no matter how slow or quick the pace
    I love the honesty, cause we’re ******* each other, fact to face
    Like the bow strumming the strings of a violin with a finesse of stride
    And the hand running over silk sheets in one smooth glide
    I love to see your face that while in and out of you I slide -
    We see each other in naked honesty … with nothing to hide
    You’re free to be yourself as your hips move to meet my motion
    Squeezing the walls of your uterus as I finesse each stroke in devotion -
    To who we are at this time … the twain now one flesh
    Fulfilling a very human desire with a passion that’s new and fresh
    And whether it be the clawing and clutching of my back or the biting of my neck
    I appreciate your reciprocated desire for me and vow not to neglect -
    So heated a passion that’s a mix of prurience, love and lust -
    So hot are the flames of ecstasy, that when we connect, we spontaneously combust

    I love the way you say, whatever you say, in your particular tone and diction
    Particularly when we’re involved in the missionary position
    Engaged in an interaction merging cardinal and spiritual highs
    You look me in my face and say “**** me baby” while staring me in my eyes
    Profanity is the language of the hour, amongst the hissing, grunts and groans
    The words that are spoken are spoken in sighs, and in moans
    Your contentment and excitement can be heard in your tones of exclaim
    Higher pitches of acclaim as you climax in a manner, un-tame
    As I hump in kind with a bump and grind, putting something on your mind
    I feel the nails of one hand on my clavicle and the other on my behind
    Clawing your fingers into my skin holding the back of my body tight
    You utter and sigh these words “**** baby you do know how to treat my ***** right”
    To view us from above, we look like a beating heart
    As we reciprocate sexual motions and again you start -
    To climax, and twitch, and switch until you’re spent
    And as you call my name, I can again smell your cums’ scent

    My moods and emotion goes through various states of transition
    When we’re participants in the actions of the missionary position
    With a merging beyond anything that I can verbalize or discuss
    Intercourse becomes less about you or me, but more about us
    The twain becomes one flesh when I put mine into yours
    I’m flushed with ecstasy when I penetrate the doors -
    Of your plush private place that pleases playfully in plentitude
    Pleasuring each other pleasurably, naturally and in the nude
    At the right place at the right time is how this feels to me
    Nestled in the depths of your *****, which is the place to be
    Complementary genders coming together for a common cause
    Moving close to sexual satisfaction with nothing put on pause
    You anticipate my wants as I anticipate your needs
    As we participate in a special act of carnality, ******* at various speeds
    Fulfilling mutual matters of desire and a very deep yearn -
    That if not satisfied will continue to smolder and to burn

    After rousing bouts of intercourse I lay there still wishin’ -
    That I was again involved in the missionary position
    Sent, spent and winded, after having consummated our physical yearnings, till death
    As I hold you in my arms and we’re in the process of catching out breath
    Our bodies, lying limp after the experience of giving to each other, to and fro
    My mind flashes back to the happenings of just a few moments ago
    With sexual schizophrenia setting in, seeing our body’s interaction on display
    With sights and sounds replaying in my mind that feels as real as the light of day
    I mentally browse rewound events as a grin lights up my face
    I’m sexually aroused once again and in mounting you, I take my place
    Injecting myself into your ‘situation’ with no objection on your part
    And what turned into a finish and intermission morphed into a new start
    As we roll and coil like cobras with you on top at times
    We **** sweetly and indiscreetly until our climaxes reach their primes
    Moving with the motion of life that’s procreative in its vision
    As we extend ourselves to spend ourselves in the missionary positions

    Written by: K-JiO
    © 2009
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    RED ALRET / RED HOT this was a flammin blazzzzzzzzzze!!!!!!!!!
     
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    Them missionaries had at least one good idea....
     
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    CTHU @ sister bootzey :lol:

    yo gsalt this was ummmm exxxtremely erotic! :read:

    "Passionate" just doesnt seem to do you justice lol :)
     
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