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Forbidden Lust Competition

ShadyBlocks
Thought Provoker
United States
Joined 7th Aug 2012
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You're so much older
and so much bolder
 but I want so bad to be with you
 who would've knew
   that a kid like me
   who always wanted to be wild and free
   would fall for a man like you
You're more than twice my age
And you can't see through the words on the page
 but with every word you say, you leave me biting me lip
 wishing you were here to get between my hips
   but you live so far away
   but you still make me quiver with each word you say
I could never tell anyone
But all I want is to walk into your kingdom
 your words drip on the page
 and leave me in a daze
   and you see right through the words on the page
   need you so bad, but dear you're more than half my age
But I can live with that
As long as long as you keep it under wraps

poet Anonymous

You're His...

I know,
I know.

You're his,
he is
my friend.

I want!
I can't.

You could,
but wouldn't

would you?

I see you,
want you
need to
touch you.

He can't!
or won't.

I do not
understand,
he is your man,
but not.

I see
no love,

I feel
no lust,

no touch,
or care
to share
between you.

Why?
Why must
it be?

You tease
with ease.

I ache
to feed.

Upon my knees
I want to plead,
to hold,
to own!

but No!

I know
you're his.

Duncan
Duncan Alexander
Dangerous Mind
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SmilesandPretenses said:[quote-35810-Gg78]I like the lust part.. But the sibiling part killed it.. I'll play along but, not as far as that.

Incest is the Best, put your sister to the Test  

Im kidding, dont everyone leap on my like rabid wolves :)[/quote]Cousins make dozens

Keep it in the family

Incest's a game the whole family can play

poet Anonymous

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Diomela
FREAKY23
Lost Thinker
Peru
Joined 29th June 2012
Forum Posts: 29

At Close Range
I can feel liters of blood rushing
Whenever I get jealous of the bed you are lying
My body wants to caress yours
I want myself feel the heat when you roar

Like I want to panic
when you start moving your hips
Like I just want to conceal your lips

Let me move my fingers to your hair
Let me kiss those skin so fair
I'll hold you tightly
While I'll rub you against me
I'll climb those mountains
and move them gently

Oh! I don't want to stop
Do it rough
Make me pop!
Like it's forever, oh crap!
Seems you are giving me a heart attack

Don't you ever hesitate to touch me
Do whatever you want and move freely
Go lock your arms, feel my desire
Come burn me
Heat me up like fire

Those beautiful eyes hypnotizes me
I will never regret
Whatever you will do to me
You're my master and I am your apprentice
I'm yours until it's finish

The moon is still smiling
But I already feel the sun shining
It is because of the warmth you are giving me
It is because of your touch that gives intensity

I want to feel you inside me
Make me believe you already got me
Tease me
Tempt me
Let's make love for all eternity

(for the person I love most)

Kou_Indigo
Karam L. Parveen-Ashton
Tyrant of Words
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Forum Posts: 2794

- An Erotica of Eden -

There is no need to fear the flame, so embrace me as I desire!
Cast aside thy skirts and finery, that I may view thy nakedness.
Is such love a metaphor for the spirit revealed by a divine fire?
Then let us love like the gods: run thy hands across my dress…
And find delight between my thighs, as I ready myself for thee.
Let us dip our feet into the waters that wait to caress them soft,
The waters of passion, which lap and lick to set the spirit free…
Only for the heat of the moment to carry us ever so madly aloft!
Such is the moistness of a stolen kiss, from lips willing and wet.
My tongue laps against thy mouth, my teeth biting so playfully…
As we tumble at the foot of the Forbidden Tree without regret.
The sanctity of Eden’s gardens are remade by us, so blessedly,
So that God might be moved to blush by the fierceness of lust!
Thou dost divest me of my garments, as if opening a sweet gift.
I raise my rear, and into me I feel the pushing of thy first thrust,
Making me cry for wanting you bad, until naught to want is left.
In and out of me I feel thee throbbing hard and wet in thy sport,
One hand around my waist, the other reaching for my member!
I am pinioned, between two pleasures, as I beg three for more.
Thou hast me in thy power: and my love, thou shall remember!

Thrusting, grasping, in and out, and up and down, without end.
I moan for thee like a harlot and angels weep at what is done…
The roots of the tree that was blessed, our coupling does rend.
As thou dost climax, within me, the gardens burn like the sun…
Whilst thou hast caused my seed, to fall upon Eden’s carpeting.
Our flesh pours out its’ ecstasies like wine upon a sacred altar!
And Eden dies, as our sweat coats our bodies, ever glistening.
This is not the end of our love’s play, for we dare not so falter!
I lie upon my stomach, and thou dost fetch thy flagon of wine…
Pouring the blood-like nectar upon my skin, from neck to rear.
Thy lips lick it from me, but the pleasure is just as much mine…
For thy soul is entrapped by its’ thirst for me, drawing so near,
Unto damnation, and yet thou dost smile as if going to Paradise!
Through love thou art fallen, and we shall rise together in dawn.
I am thy addiction, I am thy craving, and I am thy favorite vice!
Thou are my lover, thou art the flame, which is unto me drawn.
Thy hands squeeze my buttocks, and I giggle like a mad child…
I turn unto my back, as I find myself grown hard and wet anew.
Take me again my darling, and in the taking be never too mild!
We have entire universes to defile, our madness to thusly ensue.

How many gardens were blighted by the power of our hunger?
I am the god and goddess of thy apostasy, thy angel and devil.
Pour thy wine, my Bacchus, and let Olympus rain its’ thunder!
We shall humble the gods, and cause them to worship our evil.
Let love be their downfall, let them rue the hour of my exiling…
As thy lips caress my hardness, licking and sucking with fervor!
Thy fingers do assist thee in these ministrations until I am smiling.
I rake my nails across thy body, marking thee as mine forever…
Thou dost not wince, even when I climax into thy tender mouth!
With this act completed we have nearly sealed the demon pact.
I dip my index finger into some of the wine flowing thus down…
From where it spilled from my flesh; and before thou can react,
I trace three sixes, upon thy lovely forehead, with my left hand.
Thou are forced to kneel before me, as I don again my clothes,
Whilst behind us there is no longer an Eden, only a wasteland…
Echoing with the cries of our love, wherever the wind so blows.
Come with me, my love, for we have other worlds to despoil…
And I have others gods and goddesses, to seduce to my cause!
Thou hast made love to a serpent, and felt that serpent’s coil…
Now thou art one thyself, entrapped by desire’s crimson claws.

blocat
Dangerous Mind
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Forum Posts: 241

Lost ! extreme content !
We loll casually entirely comfortable
Glass in hand talking, familiar subjects
"Did you fuck him?"
"No, did you?"
We laugh no way I ain’t gay
And you know it minx

Anyway she says what about that dance?
You teachin’ me or what?
We move
We sway
Why learn the waltz anyway?

She draws near her breath wine sweet in my ear
My arm around her waist so slender so tender
She avoids my gaze
Nuzzles my neck
Familiar stirrings long denied
Before they’re fully thought they’ve died
Killed by the horror of their consequence

Her hand strays to my buttocks, stroking
Little tease always joking
Seeking playful revenge
I move to kiss her cheek
She turns her lovely head
Catches me fully on the lips
“Gotcha” she quips

Her taste consumes me
The kiss returned tongue probing
Joins with hers
In answer to my sinful prayers

Erect penis comes between us
She’s aware, doesn’t care
The dreaded longed for moment is here
Trembling hand onto her breast
Feeling her heart's raging fires
Passion rises I lift her head
Forcing her to confront her desires
“You sure?”

Her hand slides down touching my manhood
Giving it a gentle squeeze “Please”
Blood pulse thunders through my veins
Consumes my brain

We stare, the other so familiar
Yet strangers in our nakedness
Each knowing we wanted this for years
Never daring to admit it
Even to ourselves

I take her there on the couch
Lost utterly lost
In illicit satisfaction of our lust
We plunder each other
Sister and brother
Forever damned
By incestuous union



blocat
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 1st Nov 2012
Forum Posts: 241

Acid Tears (Extreme content)

It lurks deep in my darkest fears
A monster crying acid tears
The uncle coming to my bedroom door
Making me do what we’ve done before
I hate myself wish I was dead
As he spurts his vileness in my head

Mine is the darkest tortured soul
Never again will I be whole
Childhood killed at the age of ten
Never to return again
And on and on though teenage life
A living hell of fear and strife

A spirit broken soul destroyed
And every abusers trick deployed
I’m kept compliant remaining silent
He tells me of things so evil, violent
That he’ll do to all my family
And my little brother only three

Oh god in heaven if god there be
Please take my life and set me free
Hold me in your loving keep
In the peace of an eternal sleep
At fifteen I find strength to fight
And when he comes I scream that night

Parents come what’s going on?
Uncle mumbles then is gone
Moves from our house that very day
Dad won’t hear what I have to say
Won’t hear your lies me or your mother
He’s a good man, he’s my only brother

It’s all your fault I hear you say
And now you’ve driven him away
With your fairy tales and lies
Now I’m the one they all despise
I’m silenced now a hollow shell
Its several years before I tell







Part two is my poem “Tell”

blocat
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 1st Nov 2012
Forum Posts: 241

Tell
You caught me unawares as I knelt to say my prayers,
I was just a little kid and what you did,
Stayed with me throughout the years,
Can’t be expunged with a million tears.

Why? What did I do?
Was I bad to you?
You pushed your penis in my mouth,

“Suck you little fuck!”

You shoot your gout,
I want to shout, to spit it out,
You close my nostrils, make me swallow,
I’m dead inside, I feel so hollow.

You tell me not to tell my mother
Or you’ll do it to my little brother,

I hold my peace.

You haunt me nightly in my dreams,
And deep within me my soul screams,
Still I hold my peace, no release, will it ever cease?
Why do you do it? I am your niece!

The years pass by and I cannot ease the guilt and shame I feel,
Will it ever heal?
I’m filled with rage from this early age and turn upon myself,
Take the razor from the shelf,
Place its edge upon my arm, feeling no alarm,

I cut,

I cut because I’m a dirty slut, guilty! I tempted you I must have done, I must have done,
But if I die you will have won,
So I slash lightly not too deep,
And then I cry myself to sleep.


Now I have a daughter of my own,
Leave her alone! Leave her alone,
To protect her I find the courage to say,
What you did to me on many a day.

I tell,

My husband listens, shocked disbelief,
Lost in grief,
Tears cascading down his face,
He burns with shame at my disgrace,

We tell

My tormentor now is locked away,
Oh joyful day, oh joyful day!
I now have help I talk it through,
And if this has ever happened to you,

Tell!

Tell and send the pain away, a parent, teacher, trusted friend,
Tell and bring it to an end,
Tell and make this person halt,
Darling child it’s not your fault.
 
Tell!



wolfman
Thought Provoker
United States 3awards
Joined 18th Nov 2012
Forum Posts: 193

I Am The Son.  (Oh no, not another incest poem!)

I Am The Son.
And I recieve love so
Love is all I know
It is the essence of my soul

I am your son.
Your Son, I Am
I AM, your son
But WHY??
Why can't you understand?
I am still a man

And I want to recieve love
The way it is recieved by other men

You admit my blood is divine.
So why won't you let me share?
This divine lineage that's mine,
This DNA so rare...

It is NOT lust.
I denied it when I was alone.
My true love is just
From bone to flesh,
from flesh to bone.

I love a woman,
her name is Mary
My father knew a woman named Mary...
The result was me...
I would Love to Love Mary
So that she may bear my seed

I see that loving ANY woman
Was not made for me
There is only one woman...
The woman I love is Mary.

I accept Everything unjust.
Why can't you accept me?
Thine thighs open wide
And recieve me...
Yes! you admit my flesh feels divine
Swallow my flesh!
How you swallow wine.
Better yet bite it, savor the flavor,
then swallow the seed.
Just as the woman did in Eden
Eat in this act that is so forbidden
Take this stain of purity away from me
Before they spill my blood...
Send me to the tomb!
Since I came out of Mary
I have only known her womb.
I wish now to feel the womb of Mary
Have my children! An abundant brood!

I want to marry Mary,
Act like it's ok, LIVE like a NORMAL man!
Then I would be so Merry!!
Marry me Mary! Make me feel manly
Lets live merry, make a family...
...
   ...
This desire is born,
of love not lust.
But this desire shall not be.
Believe and trust.
Put faith in that I will not act on these feelings.
But its great to LIVE the thoughts
I can not be with Mary this way
I accept DEATH, and await her
After I ascend from the cross... ...

Inspired by the movie (and book) "The Last Temptation of Christ"
(told you it wasn't about incest



zenithquasar77
Marcus cooke
Dangerous Mind
United Kingdom 10awards
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Forum Posts: 88

"Z"

I met "Z" in a bar
She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen
Black rubber trousers
Leather jacket
Flowing long dark hair
brown eyes
How could a guy say no?

"Z" makes contact and we dance
She takes me by the hand and we go to her flat
I can’t believe this is happening
This just doesn’t happen.
She says "there something adorable about the way
you wear your glasses to look at things,
And then quickly put them away so no one notices"
wonderful she thinks i'm cute.

"Z" takes me to the bedroom
Past the bookcase of "magik" books and fetish gear.
And throws me on the bed
I am a straw in her hurricane.

She lights some candles
She fondles with buttons and zips
She stands naked before me a goddess in misapprehension
She takes my length in her hot mouth
It tickles in a good way
As I cores her exposed breasts
She commands me between her legs
I here her groan as I part her thighs

She commands me to take her
Through folds of velvet we become one
Rocking back and forth
Waves of orgasmic pleasure build up
Like tides around a sinking boat.
i close my eyes enjoying the sensation
if this is a dream i do not want to wake up.

I take the incentive,
i take her against the wall
She smiles; this is quite unexpected, unscripted and unplanned.
She return's me to the bed;
she throws me down so she can ride me
I sit up and begin to kiss her sweet lips,
I kiss the scars on her back and she returns the favour
there are no secrets here, no tonight.
we buck back and forth
She instructs me to orgasm at the same time
not a second to early,
I obey I am clay in her expert hands
Covered in sweat her hair tangled around my fingers.
I have never seen anyone look so beautiful
She is goddess.

I caress her swollen nipples
i lick them in a circular motion with my tongue
it was at this moment
I found a new use for my tongue stud.
She begins to convolve; her breathing becomes faster, erratic.
She looks me in the eyes and says "now"
We interlock hands every part of my body touches hers
flesh on flesh, soul to soul.
In a single second a universe died and was reborn
Orgasm’s ripped through are body like flame through paper
We collapse, spent, I hold her in my arms, stroking her head.
We never said a word; we just lay there enjoying the aftermath
She lights a cigarette.

I never saw "Z" again
I suppose she returned to whatever heaven she fell from,
but I heard from mutual friend
that to this day "Z" is the assistant manager
of NatWest Bristol branch
so I guess in some small way
she still gets to fuck me on a monthly basis.

Kou_Indigo
Karam L. Parveen-Ashton
Tyrant of Words
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- Hotter than Hell -
For someone here on DUP who has a crush on me…

I am a serpent, like a cobra, but not in any evil ways,
Though men have imagined it so, since the eldest days.
I am a goddess, a bad girl from before time was born!
Love me or not, I am the bright goddess of the morn.

Oh darling, I truly know the flames raging within you!
Have I not been scorched: by flames no less intense?
You told me so directly, and I knew it was very true.
Before your fire, I am a girl who has not any defense!
I know you want me, so bad it brings you to the brink,
And I would be lying to say I was not rather excited…
By your lusty heart, the roar of a lion that gets hungry.
If I were a cup of wine, I would let you have a drink…
For I am the Grail, and oft make men most delighted!
Let your hand give you pleasure when thinking of me.
Oh baby, you don’t know the heat you bring to bear!
I am the sword and the chalice more than one magic,
And my lips are soft and moist, beyond any compare.
I am the embodiment of a goddess; did you realize it?
Many are my names, and many are the forms I wear,
All of them beautiful and with the power to enchant…
I can feel your gaze, the warm intensity of your stare.
My breath quickens, until I think that I might so pant!
When Galahad sought me, is this how he too blazed?
Hot with passion, mad with fantasies undreamed of…
Until his mind reeled; and his spirit so became dazed.
He came to be pure, only to ascend unto divine love!
They cannot teach you that in any religious schools…
For they like men to be sheep, and sheep to be fools.

But I am not the treasure that knight at first expected,
The maiden and the chalice are one, and I was she…
Hotter than a hell, colder than Heaven; art perfected.
When men look upon my face I know what they see!
Oh my lovely lion of a man, are you a knight as well?
I am not like any princess, you have known before…
The Dark Grail, a power that is born from mad Hell.
Unlike the Magdalene, I am an unrepentant whore…
Seeking no forgiveness, nor feet to wash obediently.
I am fire, I am madness; I am the fallen morning star!
Did they not tell you, the Devil was truly a woman?
Those who play with my flame, know only ecstasy,
But in quest of it, they journey into the vastness far.
Galahad left me a saint, but one well versed in sin…
So that when he found, the Grail his quest required,
He could only surrender to it and be raised up anew.
Heaven received him, but how Hell found him first,
Is not mentioned in the texts of Arthurian traditions.
Illumination has its’ price, before time runs expired,
But still men seek me, and find my love to be true…
Drinking from my lips, never more to know of thirst.
I have of old been called the Princess of Perdition!
Why have men forgotten that I was never their foe?
History forgets, when the authors of it cause woe.

Hotter than Hell am I, and you have seen a glimpse,
Of the angel which burned brightest before her fall!
Think of me kindly, and if passions must be spent…
Picture me when you spend it; sacrifice to a queen,
Who delights in your piety, until all is so given vent!
Will I haunt your slumber, my face in lusty dream?
I am flattered, at the attentions you lavish, mortal…
For I am the Divine Hermaphrodite made to flesh,
The androgynous mother, beyond the dark portal!
Dream of me tonight if you must, in dreams afresh,
For men worshipped me with passion, in Babylon.
I am worshipped still, though many know me not…
You may call me the noble Goddess of the Dawn,
When you hold me close within forbidden thought.
If you hunger, let my lusty words sate you, wholly,
For the ambrosia only I can offer is like no others!
Am I base, am I wicked, am I the devil so unholy,
Which strikes fear into the hearts of holy brothers?
That is what some men do imagine, but what I am,
Is beauty and grace, and all that is most glorious…
I am illumination, and from me wisdom does stem.
Love me, lust for me, and praise me uproarious…
But, never forget, the knowledge only I might gift!
Think of me kindly, for only kindness can uplift.

I am a serpent, like a cobra, but not in any evil ways,
Though men have imagined it so, since the eldest days.
I am a goddess, a bad girl from before time was born!
Love me or not, I am the bright goddess of the morn.

Mitochondrial
Will lou White
Thought Provoker
Australia 1awards
Joined 19th Jan 2013
Forum Posts: 190

"Have you ever noticed how smoke
will just mindlessly spiral with no wind?"
she said, slowly exhaling smoke out
between her teeth. Her eyes followed the smoke
that swirled around us.
She smiled at me, and blew a smoke ring
that slowly creeped across the room
and dissipated before hitting my face.
She stretched out her legs
like a cat across the couch
and let her feet fall elegantly on me,
making a pleasant high pitch purr as she did so.
She ashed her cigarette on the carpet and pursed her red lips.
Her blonde curls fell on her face as she moved,
fluttering about carelessly
like golden strands of star dust.
She took another slow drag of her cigarette,
hinting at a smile and not taking her bright eyes off me.
She breathed out silently as the hint blossomed into a grin.
"I mean, haven't you noticed that? It just spins
and tumbles on itself aimlessly, and then
just evaporates into nothing. It's… Intriguing."
She nodded slightly, as if she just approved
of the statement she made. Her red lipstick
glistened from the sunrooms window bay that
laid to our right. Her sun dress was hemmed
to the length of her thigh and stopped tastefully below the knee, and
as I found myself staring at it she playfully hit me with her foot.
"Are you going to answer me, or are you going to just keep staring at my new dress?
It's cashmere you know".  Her skin contrasted against the dress nicely;
the paleness, heavily resembling the colour of ivory, clashed against
the shimmering yellow of the dress. I paused and bit my lip,
stopping myself from kissing her.
"Are you just going
to keep staring at me or
are you going to talk to me, dad?"

Sir_Lancelott
Lance
Dangerous Mind
United States 17awards
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I agree

LeColonel
Fire of Insight
United States 14awards
Joined 5th July 2012
Forum Posts: 230

Blue Haired Fantasy

A late night poetry reading of a sort    
your laptop warms your thighs and silky charms  
as you read my sultry lines one by one by one      
feeding your most lusty addiction for my words    
   
Closing your eyes you picture your beloved poet
imaging my face, my voice, my prowess
recalling your favorite of my lines of seduction                      
licking your lips to match other hidden moistness                      
                     
The single rap on the door startles your upright                      
reminding you of your outgrown yet feigned innocence                      
as you close your most cherished poem of mine                      
turning off the light and lying back wanton                      
                     
In the darkness you are painted shadowy blueish                      
succumbing to your beastlike desires unashamed                      
shedding your Hello Kitty T-shirt and girlhood inhibitions                      
becoming once again my indigo hair Lolita most divine                      
                     
You begin by wetting your shaky greedy fingers                      
then trace small teasing circles about your buds                      
feeling the swelling and the accompanying ache                      
breathing slowly and ever so deeper with desire                      
                     
Even now I see your teasing descent into decadence                      
deft digits wander on their own so knowing the way                      
playfully tickling downy hair that's carefully trimmed                      
becoming glistening coated with your trickling honey                      
                     
Lingering at the fragrant source of your drippingness                      
you glide a finger the length of your pouting lips                      
pretending to beckon me to become the roguish cad                      
mounting you with wild abandon crushing your flower                      
                     
The stage is set, the fantasy fully unleashed                      
you insert and probe with a skilled practiced precision                      
an accompanying diddle at your most secret place                      
flooding you with color and tingling everywhere                      
                     
Feverous frenzy at the cusp of eros ever dangling                      
almost ready to ... go ... over ... the ... cliff                      
"So ... are you writing me another poem" she crescendos                      
my blue haired fantasy collides with redheaded reality  

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