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Erotic Murder

ChemicalRose
Meguana
Twisted Dreamer
United States 4awards
Joined 6th Mar 2015
Forum Posts: 37

Poetry Contest

Write a poem about an Erotic Murder. Vivid sexual content is allowed. Gory graphics is also allowed. At least over 50 words, please.

berzerk
meme machine
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 18th Apr 2013
Forum Posts: 12

sniff sigh ooooh fantastic
blood is like disgusting lubricant that eggs me on
it reminds me i have unfinished business
and after i skin you with my tongue ill skin you for real with my best kitchen knife
i want to kiss you from the inside out
and cuddle with your guts
you smell delicious
i could eat you alive in more ways than one

toniscales
Lost Girl
Fire of Insight
United States 36awards
Joined 16th Dec 2014
Forum Posts: 420

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The Agony of Red

    He was so young. And she was so much older.
    But her blood already obeyed him. The more she knew of him, the more he spoke to her, it only made her sink deeper into the agony.
    She tried to find flaws in him, to ease the incessant ache, the now-constant throbbing between her legs. Ha, a flaw in him... His flaws were, as they said, such perfect imperfections.
    She’d be driving home, and he’d fly into her mind again, as he seemed to do every three seconds, and oh, that hot fast moist arpeggio trickling over her skin and flowing like liquid lightning through her... She wondered if his transportation consisted of a bus or a car and she wondered when, while he was on the road, what his eyes saw every morning on the way to his destination... And suddenly the wetness was pooling between her thighs, the way they wanted to spread for his mere ghost, at the stoplight squirming and pushing herself against the seat, one hand on her neck as she imagined his lips would be, the other on her left breast as she’d prayed his hand would be molding and pinching... Hard.
     She was ashamed because she sometimes watched porn to achieve release, ashamed and embarrassed since she was female, for even in the crux of her all-consuming desire for him sometimes she couldn’t climax due to certain medications she was forced to take. Searching for actors who looked like him... For she desperately needed the release. Finally, someone with his dark roguish hair and elegant cheekbones and a delicious scene of his fingers thrusting in and out of her (not the voluptuous blond in the red bikini) and she’d be hurtling into the oblivion of satiation in an instant.
     And afterwards, what stunned her, truly mystified her - it wasn’t enough.
     She’d been this way since childhood, finding her stepfather’s stash of Playboy’s and Penthouse's and how, despite her fear, the pictures made her tremble with need that had to be only externallyrewarded, she was certain of this, for she knew nothing of masturbation, not even of orgasm, just those pictures of people in Jacuzzi’s with looks of heavenly ecstasy etched on their drugged faces.
     Hehad made her feel that way again. He was special, so very special. Something prodigious in him, something so deliciously male yet vulnerable. Something as heartbreaking as he was crotch-possessing... Strangely, an almost maternal tenderness which seemed as intense as her sexual want for him...
     But it made life so difficult. It was hard doing the mundane tasks of the day when suddenly she’d be swept in another fantasy of him (any way they might touch or unify causing her to bite down hard on her lower lip and lean into the kitchen counter for support... Or was it for mere contact with something?)... She’d be lost suddenly, having forgotten what the fuck she was attempting to do...
      She’d always run from it. She didn’t know if it was pure lust or sickness or both, the way the obsession seized her effortlessly. She’d run from it in the past, which usually helped turn the switch (eventually) to off.
     This time, she wanted to ride it all the way.
     Some minutes later, alone and naked in her bedroom, she spoke softly to him.
     
just your eyes
make my thighs
want to open

because it’s
just you

i need just you
above me
in
me

i don’t need props
intricate games
don’t need your teeth
tearing away my panties

i just want your fingers
interlaced with mine
your ragged breath
in my mouth
along with your perfect tongue

oh god how I need you in my mouth
sucking voraciously
licking at your tightening testicles
taking your hot essence into my body

but no I don’t want it to end that way
I want your beautiful face
haunted and pained with pleasure
as you look deep in my eyes
sliding inside and out
of what you’ve owned
since I first saw you

god, just fuck me
i'll do anything
fuck the life out of me
like as if you hated me

I know you know
what I want
you've always known
known everything

while you mouth the words

I
love
you

    She exploded instantly, whimpering and arching her back and quivering as if in supplication to him, great spasms of white heat jolting her senses... Crying out his name over and over and needing more and savoring the taste of his beautiful name issuing from her mouth... Everything he was to her, his past, his fears, his brilliant words centered between her legs, pulsing through her swollen breasts...
    Finally, her eyes swathed by a veil of tears, she looked to her nightstand. Trying hard to gain focus, she knew what she’d always known.
    You were never meant to be mine... I am Calypso and you are my Oddyseus and I let you go, I let you go.
    She didn’t know why she was the way she was. She’d never known. But she knew she wouldn’t even be able to open the window and look into a sky which his face would not be suspended in.
    She was quick with her hands. The razor served its purpose; the red was him, everything he was, everything so vivid and bright and joyful, everything she’d lost, her own joy, love... Yet something also so dark which haunted her and pulled her in and made her hunger just as strongly as his softness.
    And as she died slowly and softly, she sighed his name, her core still pulsing with undulating waves of her desire, and the blood and her intimate juices became one as she cradled her still-pulsing center (still trying to draw him back in), and they were for him, they’d always been for him, and like a satisfied lover, she sighed his name one last time, and slipped away.

stormiwyndz
Thought Provoker
United States 2awards
Joined 17th Mar 2015
Forum Posts: 28

This is my first time submitting to something like this, so bear with me. I hope it is what you are looking for:

"Look Me In The Eye"

Champagne and caviar,
Dine from upon my body
Later when it's over with
I'll show you how I'm naughty
Look me in the eyes, You'll be forever mine.

Twinkling lights, swanky affair
You see me on the menu
My body fully on display
One of many at this venue
Look me in the eyes, You'll be forever mine.

I flirt and tease with suave aplomb
When you cozy up beside
Then you meet my eyes again
Desire floods you like a tide
Look me in the eyes, You'll be forever mine.

It's time to begin the clean-up
You lead me gently away
You think I'm like those other girls
Sweet, and fragile, and fae
Look me in the eyes, You'll be forever mine.

Guiding me to your room,
You stop to kiss and touch
Having troubles maintaining control
Wanting me too damn much
Look me in the eyes, You'll be forever mine.

We finally make it to your den
Passion's made you a ruthless devil
But I know all your buttons now
In your confusion I now revel
Look me in the eyes, You'll be forever mine.

Taking control I show you how
True lust should be expressed
Riding you with fierce abandon
While both us are half-dressed.
Look me in the eyes You'll be forever mine.

To feel you getting closer
I feel my hunger grow
Your whole body is quaking
Your essence soon to blow
Look me in the eyes, You'll be forever mine.

When you cum, I fuse our mouths
Feeding upon your spirit's energy
Your ecstasy goes on and on
Your torrent of life adding to our synergy
Look me in the eyes, You'll be forever mine.

Power rushing, you go still
A corpse beneath my body
Another hit, another dick
True succubus I embody
Look me in the eyes, You'll be forever mine.

Lifting up, I see a visage
One more victim to my magic
Frozen face in climactic jubilation
The loss of another life tragic
Look me in the eyes, You'll be forever mine.

Expel your soul into the vial
Held lightly within my hand
Cork the top, you're trapped inside
And now you understand
Look me in the eyes, You'll be forever mine.

gapchenko
Strange Creature
Joined 24th Feb 2015
Forum Posts: 5

My first taste of her blood came upon one simple night of passion.
Our lips did touch and whence passion resided I did bite hard in a cruelly masterful fashion.
Drawing blood her crimson soaked lips were such a beautiful contrast to her pale skin.
She was the perfect feast for me and my kin.
Weeks later after much playful bedroom delights soaked in blood we did set upon our final game.
A knife was our erotic tool of choice as I always find there's nothing more personal than sinking a blade into the one you love and tame.
With every thrust of my manhood entering her so to did I thrust the knife.
Both skin and steel entered her body in a much pleasurable way for my darling wife.
Once the night was over my exhausted body cradled what was left of her beauty.
On the morrow I then proceeded to cast her body to the flame as this was my husbandly duty.

DeathnoteWhovian
Thought Provoker
United Kingdom 2awards
Joined 7th Mar 2015
Forum Posts: 33

Personally I'm shocked at what my twisted imagination created....

Deathly Pleasurable

To you, I do as I wish
My word your command.
Irony being you, as many others, fell for my cool façade.

I'm not well monied as I stated
Nor am I professionally creative.
Though you believed me, as I knew you would. Because your a whore, and I thoughts that good.

You struggled at at first
Pretending you didn't want it.
For I know what girls like you want, and I'll give it.

You won't tell your mother
You won't tell your father
You'll tell no one
There'll be no 'after'.

I'll continue to use your body
Until I am 'spent'.
I know I killed you hours ago,
But I'm not done yet...




sstruhar
AFleetingMemory
Lost Thinker
United States 1awards
Joined 6th Jan 2012
Forum Posts: 21

Lay with me, My love!

Always seeing you, but never me
Watching your life, so happy and free
Shadows I hide, waiting for you
Wishing you loved, just as I do
Razor cuts veins, I bleed for love
Never to know what she dreams of
So beautiful she sleep, I like to stare
But I never approach, I'd never dare
Waiting all night, until she wake
Watching her dress, I start to shake
"Why must I hide, she should be mine!"

Kick in the door, out comes a shriek
Forcing her down. so soft, so weak
Refusing to love, unable to smile
Tie her down tight, for shes in denial
Grip her neck, keeping her still
Her smooth skin peaking my thrill
Squeeze tight, sorrow in her eye
Pain within me, for she must die

Strip her down, gave her a shower
Can't help to peak, my beautiful flower
Pick out her dress, must look her best
Heart pounds, for I am truely blessed
Lay with my girl, forever together
Silent now, no need for tether
At peace now, shes at my side
Inlove at last, no need to hide
Slit my wrist, be with you soon
We can sleep forever
Under the moon

thepositivelydark
Fire of Insight
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Joined 28th Aug 2013
Forum Posts: 134

It's my first time writing anything sexually graphic. Quite nervous...

Mad Love

You bound
Mouth open
Eyes boring into mine
Bare for me
Ready for me
Send shivers down my spine
I lose my mind
That I speak in cliches

I love the way your eyes roam my body
As the silk slips
As the air touches my skin
Stripped

The lovely pools show your excitement
Anticipation
Lust
And, honey, I have plans for them
I'll scoop them out later,
Keep them for myself
So I could stare at them lovingly all day

I crawl over towards you
Predator and prey?
No, I just love you
To the point of madness and back
And as I straddle your mind and body
I wonder if you are mine
If you think of me
Every time you reach your bliss
Every time she gets a kiss

As your manhood slips inside
Filling me
Stretching me
I get lost, I think I'll die
But we both know that
I'll kill you before I drop dead
For now we'll make do with these little deaths

The undulating of my hips
Like the waves of my feelings
For you
"I detest you"
"I fucking love you"
I'll continuously whisper in your ear
Gentle...slow...loving...
Pounding...harder...faster...fucking faster...

Cum inside me, doctor
Hysteria is my disease
Your seed is my only cure
Shot straight into my womb
So I know when I kill you at midnight
Maybe I'll get to keep a little part of you

I've got you under my skin
And I love yours
I raise goosebumps, I raise hell
I scratch my nails on your chest
And draw blood
My thirst for you I will quell
I get my trusty knife
Let us see...
Am I what's under your skin?

With the first cut was a scream
The skin above your heart
I smiled at you and winked
You looked at me like I was crazy
Well, I am
For you

I glide my knife painstakingly
You are my work of art
I made a heart
From your skin
Maybe I'll frame it
Hang it on this room's wall

Baby, you can struggle all you want
But it's too late for a break up
You love me don't you?
This is the way I love you.
I will keep you forever.

And I go down
Suck your cock
Your moans of pain from your bleeding heart
Moans of pleasure from my wet, warm mouth
I want to have a taste
For the last time
Cum for me
Cum.

While you're still screaming
Writhing
I'll do what I have to
No, I won't stab your heart, it's too precious
I'll slash your throat, instead, darling
And watch the flash of pain in your eyes
For a while
For the last time

Now I'll take your heart
Cut through your chest and dig deep
Grasp it
I know it's mine, love.

I kiss your lips
Taste your blood
And take everything I can
A lock of your hair
A fingernail
I will keep you forever
I promise to take care of your heart, dear
You can rest in peace.

seekingkate
kateA
Tyrant of Words
Australia 28awards
Joined 20th May 2014
Forum Posts: 2079

Dom
 
As a young girl she had a recurring dream          
Her mother would meet male callers naked          
Take them to the basement to engage in sexual practices          
           
In her dream she'd watch from her hidey hole          
She'd wake feeling confused about the sensations coursing through her body          
Now she's older she knows she was sexually aroused          
           
Addictive          
Is all she can say          
           
In her late teens a married man introduced her to D/s          
He demanded her submission    
She was happy to fulfil            
           
Memories of her mother .....          
           
Submission didn't sit well with her in the end          
She decided to switch  
She enjoyed the power, the control          
           
One step past her mother.....          
           
She set up her room with all her toys          
A name she did get to instil such joy          
For those who were of the mindset          
           
Two steps past her mother....          
           
She did like, no, she loved what she did          
She defined herself          
It became who she was          
           
Three steps past her mother....          
           
Things started to wane the longer she played this game          
She found no gain inflicting such pain          
Not just to her clientele          
But to what had become her mindset          
           
Sliding back to her mother....          
           
She had always been selective about her clientele          
Now she found she didn't want to do them      
She was buried so deep behind this mask she wore          
It left her desolate inside and so much more          
           
Sliding closer to her mother....          
           
He begged her to do him            
Insistent he was            
She knew her headspace wasn't that good          
But had not the strength to refuse what could be her muse          
           
He gave her the word that would stop the play            
She started the game            
He was enjoying the pain          
She felt something take over          
Felt her old self again            
           
Her moves were intense, like never before          
He was submitting          
Cowering on the floor          
Then he yelled the word          
But she had not heard          
           
It was not her in this scene of two          
Something darker had slipped into her          
She was possessed          
She continued to inflict        
Pain        
           
He cowered as he drew his last breath          
Hours passed          
She hadn't stopped          
In front of her was a bloody mess          
           
Her eyes were vacant          
Not comprehending what she had done          
           
Her mother standing before her with welcoming arms          
'Come my darling          
I tried to warn you          
This lifestyle isn't for the faint hearted

There wasn't the need to sell your soul to enjoy sex          
This path just wasn't the one for you            
My gentle child          
           
You've gone pass the point of no return          
Here's what you must do          
           
Come join me now          
It'll be just us two....'    
           

poet Anonymous

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ChemicalRose
Meguana
Twisted Dreamer
United States 4awards
Joined 6th Mar 2015
Forum Posts: 37

Okay

Paradoz
Strange Creature
Joined 1st Apr 2015
Forum Posts: 3

You regarded me your friend before, I know,
But you began to grow on me and it was no secret to you
Blue was your favorite color and red was mine
I sent shivers up your spine and you could never figure out why
Darling, I lie to get what I want, and you're no different
You went down to the corner store, and I followed
It was dark and my eyes positively glowed with anticipation
My elation barely contained, I pulled you by the arm into an alley
By day, you'd have been able to tell who I was
But because night had fallen long ago, my identity stayed hidden
I held a pocket knife to your stomach and told you if you moved you were dead
I slammed your head against the brick wall and licked your neck painstakingly slow
I bit down and a trickle of blood began to flow to your collarbone
I knew you were prone to fear and felt you shaking under me
Your teeth were bared in fidelity to your predicament
I had meant to tell you who I was but you seemed to have figured out from my voice
I gave you a choice:
Fast death, or torture, but life
I felt you jerk beneath me and took that as a neither
It did not deter me, however, and I buried the knife hilt-deep into you
You screamed and threw up blood, so I twisted the blade
It made you cry out in agony and I kissed you, tasting the copper on your lips
I slip the knife out and leave you there on the street.

kriticool
Fire of Insight
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Joined 1st Nov 2011
Forum Posts: 596


.:The Accommodating Target:.

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This he’d confess, his proclivities needed less

Him, just the
Accommodating Target
A bull’s eye where
Girl Red had closed the market
Him posted exclusively on her hit-list
So ironic was their last kiss
Where it didn’t make him even close to being a hero
The final hook was hers meaning press-play-zero
While the game, her game was played real nice
Him outsmarted by an unguarded slice
Left a player believing he’d fulfill every need
Shame he’s the one who was imbedded just to bleed
It’s been more like the sum of too many foes
The culmination of Ex’s sending too many O’s










photo: TOMASZ


professoryackle
Lost Thinker
United Kingdom 3awards
Joined 8th Apr 2015
Forum Posts: 22

RED DOOR (song)

Soon as I get through the red door
People stare - but not you.
I want you to see me.
My heart's chained: set it free.
   I could be naked, go insane.
   You'd never even say my name.

I want you to give me pain,
See me sweat, feel my shame,
Trip my switch, put out my light,
Take me through the red door tonight.
   I could be naked, go insane.
   You'd never even say my name.

But if I push you really hard
You make my blood flame in my veins -
Too tight, too late, asphyxiate -
Red door, red door.

Take me, make me, kill me slow,
Stop, don't stop this time, say no,
Say yes, obsess; I like too much,
I can't resist your killing touch.
   I could be naked, go insane.
   You'd never even say my name.

But if I listen really hard
To your silence, you speak to me -
Or is that just my beating heart?
Red-door.  Red-door.
Red-door.  Red-door.
Red -



© professoryackle (Sara Pitt) All Rights Reserved

David_Macleod
14397816
Tyrant of Words
United Kingdom 39awards
Joined 5th Nov 2014
Forum Posts: 2983

Getting Head

Sex is just fucking boring
It was beginning to feel like snoring
I’d seen it all
Done it all
Had a ball
And now fuck all
Would make me crawl
Erect and ready to trawl
The internet for something new
Straight sex was for the birds
Anal was just a pain in the ass
I could no longer face a 69
Golden showers left me cold and wet
S & M – I’d rather whip up an omelette
Torture had become torturous
Bestiality didn’t bring out the animal in me anymore
Necrophilia was just dead boring
Then I watched the Exorcist 111
It came to me in a flash
I immediately got the horn again
Made my internet purchase
Form surgicalsupplies.com
And hatched my plan

Her name was Lola
She was a show girl
She was my random pick
We were going to have a night of sex
Like no other – unforgettable
For me at least
She walked seductively into my bedroom
She was easier than most
Clothes off and ready for action
She let me tie her hands to the bed
(Always a mistake on a first date)
She tasted sweet
Her lips tasted sweet
Her breasts tasted sweet
Between her legs tasted sweet
Her ass tasted sweet
I was beginning  to think she was diabetic

It was hot and sweaty
A sultry period of straight foreplay
Puffing and panting
Became humping and heaving
You can touch me
Became fuck me hard
I slipped my length inside her
And slowly began to fuck
Getting harder I brought her
To almost climax
Suddenly I stopped
“Oh god! Please don’t stop”
I reached under the bed
I whipped out my extra large
Surgical shears
I sprung them open
Then clamped them on her throat
There was some blood
A surface wound


Her face had changed
I said “you were saying”
She started to tremble
“Please don’t” she whimpered
“You want to make your fuckin mind,
A second ago it was please don’t stop”
I gripped both the handles
And started riding her slowly
Then harder, then harder
Despite her predicament
She moaned like a cheap whore
Timing would be crucial
Seconds before I came
I released the guard
And came cutting off her head
Despite the sever she moaned
I came like thunder
Her eyes still twitching
I knew in my mind
I would have to do it again
And hoped boredom would not follow me

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