BMF's Urban Hang Suite

[Jinxi Minxi]

Wishing you a wonderful 31st Birthday!!

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[mary_aranxia]

Happy birthday BMF! I wrote a poem to honour your day... It is my first ever...


New Love

Heated breaths traverse the back of your neck.
You snuggle into me, kitten-like, reveling in our new-found closeness.
Enjoying my whispers and the feel of my lips on your neck, your shoulders, you smile;
and I see new morning and sunbeams, I hear birdsong and summertime and forever.

Curious fingers trace skin patterns,
exploring crevices and sources of moisture, which build…seemingly by thought.
My breasts spill out of your hands along with the giggles wrought by your tickles.
Light touches, that speak of love and mischief.
They tell me that we’ll be together forever.

 

[avrgblkgrl]

Good Morning...

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[BlackManFux]

Happy birthday, BMF! Enjoy your day, despite what you say.

Thanks Cinner!

 

[BlackManFux]

Wishing you a wonderful 31st Birthday!!

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Lol. Thanks BB. Help me blow out the candles. I'm a little older now.

 

[BlackManFux]

Happy birthday BMF! I wrote a poem to honour your day... It is my first ever...


New Love

Heated breaths traverse the back of your neck.
You snuggle into me, kitten-like, reveling in our new-found closeness.
Enjoying my whispers and the feel of my lips on your neck, your shoulders, you smile;
and I see new morning and sunbeams, I hear birdsong and summertime and forever.

Curious fingers trace skin patterns,
exploring crevices and sources of moisture, which build…seemingly by thought.
My breasts spill out of your hands along with the giggles wrought by your tickles.
Light touches, that speak of love and mischief.
They tell me that we’ll be together forever.

Oh Dang! This is a hot piece! Thanks Mary. Please post more.

 

[BlackManFux]

http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc137/khugank/Happy-Birthday.jpg

The Queen makes a special appearance. Thank you, baby.

 

[Pirates_Wench]

Happy Birthday, My Friend
Hope you found a way to make it a sexy one!

 

[shadysmurfette]

Happy Birthday Mr F

Yours words and presence are wonderful gifts and I hope that today and the rest of the year will be wonderful for you.

 

[Pirates_Wench]

Thought I would give this a try.....

Pleasure and Pain

So different
But yet the same

Pleasure so deep
Eyes locked
Breathless kisses
Lips meet
Tongues dance
Bodies writhing
Hearts pounding
Pleasures intense

Then pain
Slashing through
Tongues slice
Cutting deep
Words kill
Love dies
Hearts bleed
Dreams shattered

At that point
Pleasure and pain meet

 

[BlackManFux]

Pleasure and Pain

So different
But yet the same

Pleasure so deep
Eyes locked
Breathless kisses
Lips meet
Tongues dance
Bodies writhing
Hearts pounding
Pleasures intense

Then pain
Slashing through
Tongues slice
Cutting deep
Words kill
Love dies
Hearts bleed
Dreams shattered

At that point
Pleasure and pain meet

This is raw. I like it.

 

[BlackManFux]

I look at your body,
Your eyes, your lips, your thighs,
Your legs, your arms, your boots
My heart begins to scoot
To say what I want to do would be
Some kind of understatement
And while fucking would be amazing
I hope these words will bait you..
See,
I'm looking to bring you complete satisfaction
Combining types of actions
Across many of your places
My plan hopes to expand redness and tingling
Across your nations
And many twisted faces
As sensations become so convoluted
Even your breathing becomes polluted
With lust and pleasure rising.
Those beautiful eyes trapped behind closed eyelids
As full lips taste perfect flesh
Stretching slow pecks and nibbles from ear lobes
Down through a most perfect neck.
Shoulders not immune; arms, hands, finger tips
Prone to electrical sensations
As they are engaged by my lips.
Playing at your breasts, nipples bared, hard and sexy
Flicking and licking, sucking barely
This fun is scary.
Trailing a stomach downward, closer to my aim
Where perfect thighs meet
Is where I ultimately gain
Access to soft flesh, a mons offering treats
Delectable deliciousness,
Utterly good enough to eat..
A lick down one labia,
A slow lick up the other
Folds spreading magically
I feel my breaths gasping
As your pussy is gaping
And juicy, leaking fluids
Mystically casting spells on me
That would confound ancient druids.
A tongue exploring new territory
A cavern of delights...just right...
Hope I live to tell the story,
Cause the ecstasy of you is killing me...
Tasting your sweetness,
Observing your neatness
Feeling your spasming and rolling
Clenching around me...
Lips dripping, heart beats skipping
Mind tripping as I'm drowned
In your satisfaction.

See....your breathlessness is all that I want
Not looking to flaunt my cock
I just want to make you rock and roll
As I stroll across every last nerve ending
Sending you on a bender
That lasts even after the last kiss.
Making your miss on your body
What your mind can't forget about...
making you a devout
Receiver of the body worship
That I'm skilled at.
Could you and your sweet pussy cat
Handle any of that?

 

[BlackManFux]

Looking at your pussy with my cock in my hands
See,
You don't understand
What you've done to this man.
Watching your pink flesh
All undressed and slightly stressed
Might bring about a mess
If I were any more undressed.
Now my mind is filled with thoughts of filling you up
Feeling the feelings as I'm filling you up
Going so deeply
You thinking down is up
Those eyes so shining, as they keep rolling up.
Wanting to grab at you
And make your skin burn
As heat is transferred and it starts to spur
You working and grinding tightly
Two people struggle mightily
To hold their composure...

But see, that's how my mind is working right now...
Wanting your beauty in my hands
As I'm stroking right now..
Wanting to feel your pleasure
As we're fucking right now
Gaining your ultimate submission
As we're in rhythm right now.
Your pussy looks so perfect
Lips small and so luscious
My appetite for you is growing
With this much appreciated showing
And perhaps the most delicious part about it is this...
Staring at your pic...
I see right where I fit.....

 

[Pirates_Wench]

Looking at your pussy with my cock in my hands
See,
You don't understand
What you've done to this man.
Watching your pink flesh
All undressed and slightly stressed
Might bring about a mess
If I were any more undressed.
Now my mind is filled with thoughts of filling you up
Feeling the feelings as I'm filling you up
Going so deeply
You thinking down is up
Those eyes so shining, as they keep rolling up.
Wanting to grab at you
And make your skin burn
As heat is transferred and it starts to spur
You working and grinding tightly
Two people struggle mightily
To hold their composure...

But see, that's how my mind is working right now...
Wanting your beauty in my hands
As I'm stroking right now..
Wanting to feel your pleasure
As we're fucking right now
Gaining your ultimate submission
As we're in rhythm right now.
Your pussy looks so perfect
Lips small and so luscious
My appetite for you is growing
With this much appreciated showing
And perhaps the most delicious part about it is this...
Staring at your pic...
I see right where I fit.....

That is hot. Intense.
Think I need a cold shower now.

 

[shadysmurfette]

M.E.O.W!!!!

Purrs.....

 

[Cinner]

Images of submission

Images of submission

(i)

my pride and my thong,
my only defenses.

i watch you reclined in your lazy-boy,
surveying your latest conquest.

i cannot believe that i have submitted to you,
but my nipples, painfully erect at having your eyes feast on them,
tell me that this is so.


(ii)

i place a sacrifice to your lust on the altar.
my buttocks await the consuming fire of your hand.
my stomach presses onto your hardening cock.


(iii)

i didn’t remember to ask for permission to go,
but you are patient.
You wait for me to bring your belt.


(iv)

Ripe, full melons presented to you.
Cleaved by your spear.
And just as a mother bird nurses her young,
So do you feed your cock to me.


(v)

Images of you sprint through my mind
Igniting a relay of emotion and sensation.
i do nothing about them.
It is forbidden.



(vi)

Restrained.
A ceiling hook.
Hands above my head.
Tears flow.
Mouth gagged.
Breasts whipped.
Legs stretched.
Tiptoes.

 

[BlackManFux]

Walking through my garden just the other day
I heard the whisper of a lily
It said, "Lean this way
Inspect my buds, so erect and true
These buds could bring much joy to you."

So I touched on those buds,
Felt them stiffen in my hands
Rubs and caresses, milked the stress from the stems
I felt both of them
Their weight was so pleasant,
That I almost decided to
To pluck this lily.

Then the lily whispered further,
"Please inspect my stem
See how smooth and how long
See the lines crossing them...
How healthy these would be with my roots wrapped around
Playing through and in your soil
I could make your blood boil"

So I rubbed on the stem, up and down
Smooth strokes
Felt the warmth grow within
And then I began to know
That at the place where this stem
Meets the bud of the lily
There was faint moisture leaking
And I tasted it sweetly.

Noticing my attention, lily said,
"Sir, please taste my nectar
I see that you like it,
It doesn;t get much better.
Its ambrosia that the gods wished they had on Olympus
And it will sate your thirst
If you drink as you wish.
I would freely spread myself and blossom
Fully between your lips
Place your stamen with my pistil
And you'll ever feel like this."

So I tasted,
Then I tasted, then I tasted some more
The flavor popped in my mouth
And I had to have more.
Face buried right at the bud,
Golden honey poured heavy
Flooding mouth, tongue lapping quickly
Head and mind gone crazy.
Twas then I decided that this lily was a something
That I had to have
And I needed to have her quickly.
So I plucked her, and plucked,
And her bud leaked and leaked
And this lily dwelled with me
Replanted between the sheets.
I fertilized her soil
And her roots wrapped around
And her leaves responded fully
To my potting majesty.

Afterwards, the lily, satisfied
Stretched fully towards the sun
Leaves green, stem royal
Looking very well done...
Her beauty shone like eternity
Laced with infinite sunlight
Thanking her dear gardener
Who would dare
To pluck her right.

 

[Cinner]

You know, I could never claim to be a poet, but I've been reading through this thread this week and I have a new appreciation for poetry. Thank you for that.

 

[BlackManFux]

Images of submission

(i)

my pride and my thong,
my only defenses.

i watch you reclined in your lazy-boy,
surveying your latest conquest.

i cannot believe that i have submitted to you,
but my nipples, painfully erect at having your eyes feast on them,
tell me that this is so.


(ii)

i place a sacrifice to your lust on the altar.
my buttocks await the consuming fire of your hand.
my stomach presses onto your hardening cock.


(iii)

i didn’t remember to ask for permission to go,
but you are patient.
You wait for me to bring your belt.


(iv)

Ripe, full melons presented to you.
Cleaved by your spear.
And just as a mother bird nurses her young,
So do you feed your cock to me.


(v)

Images of you sprint through my mind
Igniting a relay of emotion and sensation.
i do nothing about them.
It is forbidden.



(vi)

Restrained.
A ceiling hook.
Hands above my head.
Tears flow.
Mouth gagged.
Breasts whipped.
Legs stretched.
Tiptoes.

Masterful work!!

 

[Cinner]

Damn! I knew I forgot something!

Okay...here's another one...be kind...

So you wanna bitch?
Moan and gripe?
Go ahead…
I’ll listen all night.
The world sucks.
The clouds are gray.
I even heard
We’re expecting rain.
There was even a bomb
And a hurricane.
A tree fell down,
A mountain blew up.
Yeah, the world sucks
Today.
But tomorrow…
What about then?
There might be
A smile
A wink
A rainbow...
You think?
Either way
I’m here
Next to you.
Not going anywhere so
Get used to it.

I like this! Very nice sentiment!

 

[Cinner]

“Morning Would”

Morning would wake to find us nestled
Coupled together like branches growing as one in the midst of thickets.
It would stare at us in wonder,
Hoping that one day Evening or Night might be as kind.
Morning would stare intently
At our touching and our gazing.
Rays blazing, her jealousy would burn the earth with our heat.
She would tap at our window
As she rouses nature from its slumber.
As She places dew on each blade of grass, Morning would
Imagine that she were you
That was stroking my face tenderly.
Morning would reach
Yet not be able to touch.
There we would sit, just out of reach…
Cuddled together.
Nibbling upon the sweetest fruit that Morning helped to grow
Whose taste she could never know
And while she would hope one day for it to be so,
Morning would despise us…
Yet love us all at once.
Morning would imagine her form as your
And evening as mine.
Morning would seek to live those first moments
As live every moment.
Morning would, but only if she could.
Alas, Morning can’t.
But we can.

Very nice! Staggering imagery here, and in a few other poems about which I haven't commented. I'm beginning to like again the juxtaposition of nature as a metaphore for human emotions in writing. I remember reading and enjoying Virginia Woolf's "The Waves". It is an incredible example of what I'm trying to describe, but I'd say that you and several other posters here have that technique down pat.

 

[Cinner]

So, talking to people, there is lots of hurt floating around. This is a dedication to that. I hope it all ends for whomever feels it right now.

If I could take your pain away,
I would.
Believe you this,
That if just a kiss could stop the blood loss
From your damaged heart,
Then I would kiss you.
Even if my feelings threatened to rip me in two.
If holding you could strangle
The hurt that still lingers on your skin,
Then I would wish for the strength of ten
And the tenderness of a warm blanket.
I would hold you until my heart ceased.
If a song could replace hate with love,
Then I would sing for you.
I'd sing until my own chords betrayed me
And even then I'd whisper.
If these words could heal you,
I would write forever.
And when forever ended,
Id send my words on the wings of the wind
To hug you
Remove your scars
Erase your doubts
Restore your trust
And free your love.
If I could take the pain away,
I would.
Believe me.

Seriously your best work... in my opinion.

 

[BlackManFux]

I just feel like a fuck this morning
No romantic shit,
Merely turning you over, growling Good Morning
Then proceeding to get to it
Pawing and grabbing, jerking a body from here to there
Sunlight streaming, you streaming
Hands tangled in your hair
A sneak attack, pressing your back in while I'm lined up behind
Steady strokes, nothing gentle
Hitting all the same lines.
Completely wrecking your mind
And yet the feeling's sublime
Starting this day with bang
That makes the whole day fine.

We can make love later,
Be all tender and shit
But as for now, your body's calling
And I'm honoring it.
All through the night, dreams of punishment
And sweet consummation
Let me erect, tossing and turning
While my dreamy thoughts were burning
Yearning to feel your sex around me
Damn...I wanted to pound you
I know you felt me poking
And groping..hoping you'd wake
For a midnight romp
Through tattered bed sheets
Leaving battered bodies in its wake...

But damn baby, you can't make me wait
I'm taking what I need
This is breakfast
This sweet sex is like flexing our flesh
Frosting your flakes with loud groans
Then your honey smacks again my lips
Your Corn pops just as your moan...
Each thrust shredding your wheat
Juices leaking like wine..
The best mimosa on earth
Partaken at the best time.

Don't say anything, just wrap those legs around me real tight
Take me deeply
Check the mirror,
Quite an erotic sight.
Oh, this feels so right..
And if we time this right,
Maybe we'll finish by lunch
And then you'll serve me up again
On a perfect platter...
Munch.

 

[BlackManFux]

You're so elusive, I've got to catch you
Maybe at dawn outside your window
Wait patiently
Grab you by the wrists, pull you over into the bushes
Push myself up on you
And then feel your moist responses.
There seems to be something hot
Working hard between us
And my hardness is harnessing this energy
Like a beacon
Your body is calling
And I'm on the right station
And my mind is occupied with times of possible elation.

But, you slip and slide
In and out of time and space
Making it difficult to pin your down in any place...
And yet your face, form, lines, and curves do a number
On me that require attention
Even during my slumber..
And then it makes me wonder
If your body would respond to mine
If my kisses that never miss
Hit their marks,
Would time be still a moment
With you in chains, tortured pleasurably
Would you present all of your sex
And your submission to me?

And yet you're so elusive,
But I enjoy chasing
Thinking about the places and situations
And the spaces on your that I'd love to inhabit
Cause you've become a habit
And I'm drawn to stroking you like a damn rabbit.

 

[Jinxi Minxi]

Swinging by to say hi and to wish you a fuxable Friday! I think it's safe to confess that I do love being woken up like that in mornings, but then who doesn't?

Have a wicked weekend B.