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Erotica Done Right 18+!!!
Valeriyabeyond
Dhyana
Forum Posts: 2668
Dhyana
Dangerous Mind
3
Joined 3rd May 2020 Forum Posts: 2668
Fuuuuucckkkk BW ER umm
That gave me a boner
That gave me a boner
Anonymous
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Kinkpoet
Forum Posts: 1069
Tyrant of Words
11
Joined 9th May 2019Forum Posts: 1069
Magick Journey
on those who know her
she depends for sustenance
serving their desires
those who exercise
dominant control
over another
placid blasé face
hides dark raging fires within
cool and sadistic
diabolical
sinister nefarious
yet benevolent
uncovers covert
subconscious desires and needs
through painful shortcuts
pleasuring from pain
ecstasy from agony
cold dichotomy
sensual torment
alternate pleasures and pains
tempered by breathing
he watches as she grins
sweet smile soon to be replaced
by struggle and tears
and the show begins
first act restraining subject
second tormenting
rope binds loves passion
reminder of punishments
coming as promised
trusting him fully
fears inevitable pain
bound gagged and helpless
she is safe and free
to struggle against restraints
escaping within
mental torments first
always begin with the mind
engage body last
thoughts wander free
totally immobilized
airborne in subspace
silent he explores
probing examinations
calm titillation
unknown potential
hovering near yet unseen
waiting to attack
waiting for impact
instead a gentle caress
almost more painful
keeping her in place
restraining her with pleasures
knowing pain will come
empty air mocks her
as the singletail whizzes by
next stroke's sure to hit
two become as one
leather fused briefly to flesh
searing heat connects
delectable kiss
well controlled singletail lash
hot sparks spreading fire
breathing through the pain
allowing it to pass through
ready to accept
bliss surrendering
to violent caresses
pleasure and pain merge
cold raging river's thirst
streams and streamlets coalesce
torrents of feeling
wanting ever more
pain becomes an addiction
please hurt me again
smiling she trembles
shivers from the glacial cold
last spasms of angst
stopped by the ropes
yet the restraints yield freedom
balance of power
find some peace in them
balanced by violent blows
intense caresses
hold still a minute
adjusting the ropes a bit
warming up the cane
his, down to the core
feelings of true submission
is it visible
stinging sighs wetness
calmly awaiting next strike
petals unfolding
will she ever cum
not unless he permits it
need escalating
cunt oozes dripping
breath held for fear of cumming
without permission
light spank roars "fuck me"!
“not yet, dear” breathes the sadist
cheshire cat smiling
mine until you cum
delayed gratification
enhances reward
warming by her fire
glowing embers of lust rise
needing to be quenched
damp fragrant flower
open and unprotected pelvic collision
penetrating thrusts
induce vision of stars
drawing out essence
hungry creature feeds
lick moisten tease suck swirl thrust
awakening the spirit
soaring helplessly
held down by powerful hands
invaded ravaged
she arches for more
willingly vulnerable
enticing begging
lust disguises us
covering our true nature
until the climax
pleasure pain combined
agony punctuated
by warmth joy and bliss
control disappears
orgasmic rhythm cascades
flying and floating
with muscles and bones
bruised and aching sprit heals
souls aloft in space
drift into nap time
dreamy satisfaction
wishes fulfilled
owned used loved she sleeps
warm protected comforted
dreams purple and pink
© 2020 Raibeart Bruis
she depends for sustenance
serving their desires
those who exercise
dominant control
over another
placid blasé face
hides dark raging fires within
cool and sadistic
diabolical
sinister nefarious
yet benevolent
uncovers covert
subconscious desires and needs
through painful shortcuts
pleasuring from pain
ecstasy from agony
cold dichotomy
sensual torment
alternate pleasures and pains
tempered by breathing
he watches as she grins
sweet smile soon to be replaced
by struggle and tears
and the show begins
first act restraining subject
second tormenting
rope binds loves passion
reminder of punishments
coming as promised
trusting him fully
fears inevitable pain
bound gagged and helpless
she is safe and free
to struggle against restraints
escaping within
mental torments first
always begin with the mind
engage body last
thoughts wander free
totally immobilized
airborne in subspace
silent he explores
probing examinations
calm titillation
unknown potential
hovering near yet unseen
waiting to attack
waiting for impact
instead a gentle caress
almost more painful
keeping her in place
restraining her with pleasures
knowing pain will come
empty air mocks her
as the singletail whizzes by
next stroke's sure to hit
two become as one
leather fused briefly to flesh
searing heat connects
delectable kiss
well controlled singletail lash
hot sparks spreading fire
breathing through the pain
allowing it to pass through
ready to accept
bliss surrendering
to violent caresses
pleasure and pain merge
cold raging river's thirst
streams and streamlets coalesce
torrents of feeling
wanting ever more
pain becomes an addiction
please hurt me again
smiling she trembles
shivers from the glacial cold
last spasms of angst
stopped by the ropes
yet the restraints yield freedom
balance of power
find some peace in them
balanced by violent blows
intense caresses
hold still a minute
adjusting the ropes a bit
warming up the cane
his, down to the core
feelings of true submission
is it visible
stinging sighs wetness
calmly awaiting next strike
petals unfolding
will she ever cum
not unless he permits it
need escalating
cunt oozes dripping
breath held for fear of cumming
without permission
light spank roars "fuck me"!
“not yet, dear” breathes the sadist
cheshire cat smiling
mine until you cum
delayed gratification
enhances reward
warming by her fire
glowing embers of lust rise
needing to be quenched
damp fragrant flower
open and unprotected pelvic collision
penetrating thrusts
induce vision of stars
drawing out essence
hungry creature feeds
lick moisten tease suck swirl thrust
awakening the spirit
soaring helplessly
held down by powerful hands
invaded ravaged
she arches for more
willingly vulnerable
enticing begging
lust disguises us
covering our true nature
until the climax
pleasure pain combined
agony punctuated
by warmth joy and bliss
control disappears
orgasmic rhythm cascades
flying and floating
with muscles and bones
bruised and aching sprit heals
souls aloft in space
drift into nap time
dreamy satisfaction
wishes fulfilled
owned used loved she sleeps
warm protected comforted
dreams purple and pink
© 2020 Raibeart Bruis
Written by Kinkpoet
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Valeriyabeyond
Dhyana
Forum Posts: 2668
Dhyana
Dangerous Mind
3
Joined 3rd May 2020 Forum Posts: 2668
Magick Journey
on those who know her
she depends for sustenance
serving their desires
those who exercise
dominant control
over another
placid blasé face
hides dark raging fires within
cool and sadistic
diabolical
sinister nefarious
yet benevolent
uncovers covert
subconscious desires and needs
through painful shortcuts
pleasuring from pain
ecstasy from agony
cold dichotomy
sensual torment
alternate pleasures and pains
tempered by breathing
he watches as she grins
sweet smile soon to be replaced
by struggle and tears
and the show begins
first act restraining subject
second tormenting
rope binds loves passion
reminder of punishments
coming as promised
trusting him fully
fears inevitable pain
bound gagged and helpless
she is safe and free
to struggle against restraints
escaping within
mental torments first
always begin with the mind
engage body last
thoughts wander free
totally immobilized
airborne in subspace
silent he explores
probing examinations
calm titillation
unknown potential
hovering near yet unseen
waiting to attack
waiting for impact
instead a gentle caress
almost more painful
keeping her in place
restraining her with pleasures
knowing pain will come
empty air mocks her
as the singletail whizzes by
next stroke's sure to hit
two become as one
leather fused briefly to flesh
searing heat connects
delectable kiss
well controlled singletail lash
hot sparks spreading fire
breathing through the pain
allowing it to pass through
ready to accept
bliss surrendering
to violent caresses
pleasure and pain merge
cold raging river's thirst
streams and streamlets coalesce
torrents of feeling
wanting ever more
pain becomes an addiction
please hurt me again
smiling she trembles
shivers from the glacial cold
last spasms of angst
stopped by the ropes
yet the restraints yield freedom
balance of power
find some peace in them
balanced by violent blows
intense caresses
hold still a minute
adjusting the ropes a bit
warming up the cane
his, down to the core
feelings of true submission
is it visible
stinging sighs wetness
calmly awaiting next strike
petals unfolding
will she ever cum
not unless he permits it
need escalating
cunt oozes dripping
breath held for fear of cumming
without permission
light spank roars "fuck me"!
“not yet, dear” breathes the sadist
cheshire cat smiling
mine until you cum
delayed gratification
enhances reward
warming by her fire
glowing embers of lust rise
needing to be quenched
damp fragrant flower
open and unprotected pelvic collision
penetrating thrusts
induce vision of stars
drawing out essence
hungry creature feeds
lick moisten tease suck swirl thrust
awakening the spirit
soaring helplessly
held down by powerful hands
invaded ravaged
she arches for more
willingly vulnerable
enticing begging
lust disguises us
covering our true nature
until the climax
pleasure pain combined
agony punctuated
by warmth joy and bliss
control disappears
orgasmic rhythm cascades
flying and floating
with muscles and bones
bruised and aching sprit heals
souls aloft in space
drift into nap time
dreamy satisfaction
wishes fulfilled
owned used loved she sleeps
warm protected comforted
dreams purple and pink
© 2020 Raibeart Bruis
she depends for sustenance
serving their desires
those who exercise
dominant control
over another
placid blasé face
hides dark raging fires within
cool and sadistic
diabolical
sinister nefarious
yet benevolent
uncovers covert
subconscious desires and needs
through painful shortcuts
pleasuring from pain
ecstasy from agony
cold dichotomy
sensual torment
alternate pleasures and pains
tempered by breathing
he watches as she grins
sweet smile soon to be replaced
by struggle and tears
and the show begins
first act restraining subject
second tormenting
rope binds loves passion
reminder of punishments
coming as promised
trusting him fully
fears inevitable pain
bound gagged and helpless
she is safe and free
to struggle against restraints
escaping within
mental torments first
always begin with the mind
engage body last
thoughts wander free
totally immobilized
airborne in subspace
silent he explores
probing examinations
calm titillation
unknown potential
hovering near yet unseen
waiting to attack
waiting for impact
instead a gentle caress
almost more painful
keeping her in place
restraining her with pleasures
knowing pain will come
empty air mocks her
as the singletail whizzes by
next stroke's sure to hit
two become as one
leather fused briefly to flesh
searing heat connects
delectable kiss
well controlled singletail lash
hot sparks spreading fire
breathing through the pain
allowing it to pass through
ready to accept
bliss surrendering
to violent caresses
pleasure and pain merge
cold raging river's thirst
streams and streamlets coalesce
torrents of feeling
wanting ever more
pain becomes an addiction
please hurt me again
smiling she trembles
shivers from the glacial cold
last spasms of angst
stopped by the ropes
yet the restraints yield freedom
balance of power
find some peace in them
balanced by violent blows
intense caresses
hold still a minute
adjusting the ropes a bit
warming up the cane
his, down to the core
feelings of true submission
is it visible
stinging sighs wetness
calmly awaiting next strike
petals unfolding
will she ever cum
not unless he permits it
need escalating
cunt oozes dripping
breath held for fear of cumming
without permission
light spank roars "fuck me"!
“not yet, dear” breathes the sadist
cheshire cat smiling
mine until you cum
delayed gratification
enhances reward
warming by her fire
glowing embers of lust rise
needing to be quenched
damp fragrant flower
open and unprotected pelvic collision
penetrating thrusts
induce vision of stars
drawing out essence
hungry creature feeds
lick moisten tease suck swirl thrust
awakening the spirit
soaring helplessly
held down by powerful hands
invaded ravaged
she arches for more
willingly vulnerable
enticing begging
lust disguises us
covering our true nature
until the climax
pleasure pain combined
agony punctuated
by warmth joy and bliss
control disappears
orgasmic rhythm cascades
flying and floating
with muscles and bones
bruised and aching sprit heals
souls aloft in space
drift into nap time
dreamy satisfaction
wishes fulfilled
owned used loved she sleeps
warm protected comforted
dreams purple and pink
© 2020 Raibeart Bruis
Written by Kinkpoet
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Blackwolf
I.M.Blackwolf
Forum Posts: 3572
I.M.Blackwolf
Tyrant of Words
13
Joined 31st Mar 2018 Forum Posts: 3572
Will tune into your poem deeply tomorrow , Kinkpoet...
Too long for my brain , at this time of night !
I am sure it is powerful , and well written though !
Too long for my brain , at this time of night !
I am sure it is powerful , and well written though !
Anonymous
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elsiesan
Joined 21st Apr 2019
Forum Posts: 122
Fire of Insight
Forum Posts: 122
My dearest sky_dancer,
I have been totally remiss at being a participating member of dup and of commenting for the most part for a few weeks now. Have read several, but simply could not comment.
Having seen your forum from beginning, I feel somewhat and still do, dead inside, but, of course, that does not negate the guilt of why I do not follow my instinctual thoughts. My innards are in constant turmoil, I find myself scouring other sites searching for that which i cannot have in full value, the the elusive orgasm.
Therefore erotica to me is real fantasy. Erotica mainstreams me into world I am not and cannot be. I have only really experienced an over-the-top-shivering- let-go-of-myself orgasm a handful of times in all my 71 plus years. I have learned to enjoy the journey and if I do orgasm or if I don't, oh well, what the fuck, who gives a shit anyway. Just another fuck.
My life's journey has been one of great emotional pain going from man to man searching for the one, the key, to open me who can touch me in ways to make me cum, the one to help me insert the key and we become as one, merging and melting into the other in a world of universes colliding, like earthquakes birthing new continents, new mountain ranges. Why can't I?
Anyway you see my dilemma. I think big, I fantasize big, but my reality is small, mostly mundane except when I crash into a wall, except when I get hit in the head by a two by four, except when overwhelmed and can take no more and i start throwing shit no matter the cost at a nothingness of existence to which i am so aware.
I started reading this forum in the wee hours of the morning this day, got through page 16. Tesrs started streaming, i had to stop, i had to join and present my wares, some of my story in my sleazy efforts to make fuck and erotica fit onto the same page for me.
In reading this forum, I have learned of the educational level, the intuitive level of consciousness andbif the communal consciousness and the artful style of many fellow erotica buffs. I am absolutely and utterly amazed. I honor you all. I do not possess your level of knowledge, structure of sentences nor the art of language. I only write from my core-being. It has all the knowledge I need to put pen to paper and write a decent poetic expression of my inner me. I own my self-description as possessing intuitive intelligence and natural innate insight.
I will close this and begin my journey on your forum. There are many forms of sexual pleasure. Each to their own, all are beautiful expressions of transporting oneself and/or others into the netherworld of the never ending story of peeling away the layers of ourselves thereby exposing ourselves, becoming vulnerable, used and sometimes abused, of hitting new highs, of becoming like a snake slithering on the ground with forked tongue smelling and feeling our way around.
Can you believe, when i was in school, I'd get the remark from my teacher about run-on sentences. I have to admit, by golly I think i do have a knack for run-on sentences. So when you see truncated poetry penned by me, it really is an effort to find descriptive words structured in a way that will convey a part of me to the reader and be able delete the peripheral words.
Ok, now I close. To sky_dancer thank you for your bravery, you are a star and to the rest for supporting her efforts to bring together erotica "pervs" to present themselves, to expose themselves.
Whoops one more thing...in my opinion, it is religious zealots who in large part, give erotica a bad name and whose hipocracy knows no bounds. They let their own sexual depravity become a put down for people of real courage, of real knowledge seekers. Religious zealots attend lynching meets, their tongues a wagging about a subject, they nothing about, becoming a major negative part of the problem in society today. If you think they don't read smut and that in reality their inner-perv is waiting to be set free, then think again. They do read, how else can one comment. I say fuck them all. They call themselves truth seekers but in reality are puppets of pulpit preaching. Many take pulpit teachings or shall I say brainwashing, as truth without ever really investigating or as we say now fact-checking what they hear.
I will as best I can become a participant on dup. Thank you and I look forward to reading more.
I have been totally remiss at being a participating member of dup and of commenting for the most part for a few weeks now. Have read several, but simply could not comment.
Having seen your forum from beginning, I feel somewhat and still do, dead inside, but, of course, that does not negate the guilt of why I do not follow my instinctual thoughts. My innards are in constant turmoil, I find myself scouring other sites searching for that which i cannot have in full value, the the elusive orgasm.
Therefore erotica to me is real fantasy. Erotica mainstreams me into world I am not and cannot be. I have only really experienced an over-the-top-shivering- let-go-of-myself orgasm a handful of times in all my 71 plus years. I have learned to enjoy the journey and if I do orgasm or if I don't, oh well, what the fuck, who gives a shit anyway. Just another fuck.
My life's journey has been one of great emotional pain going from man to man searching for the one, the key, to open me who can touch me in ways to make me cum, the one to help me insert the key and we become as one, merging and melting into the other in a world of universes colliding, like earthquakes birthing new continents, new mountain ranges. Why can't I?
Anyway you see my dilemma. I think big, I fantasize big, but my reality is small, mostly mundane except when I crash into a wall, except when I get hit in the head by a two by four, except when overwhelmed and can take no more and i start throwing shit no matter the cost at a nothingness of existence to which i am so aware.
I started reading this forum in the wee hours of the morning this day, got through page 16. Tesrs started streaming, i had to stop, i had to join and present my wares, some of my story in my sleazy efforts to make fuck and erotica fit onto the same page for me.
In reading this forum, I have learned of the educational level, the intuitive level of consciousness andbif the communal consciousness and the artful style of many fellow erotica buffs. I am absolutely and utterly amazed. I honor you all. I do not possess your level of knowledge, structure of sentences nor the art of language. I only write from my core-being. It has all the knowledge I need to put pen to paper and write a decent poetic expression of my inner me. I own my self-description as possessing intuitive intelligence and natural innate insight.
I will close this and begin my journey on your forum. There are many forms of sexual pleasure. Each to their own, all are beautiful expressions of transporting oneself and/or others into the netherworld of the never ending story of peeling away the layers of ourselves thereby exposing ourselves, becoming vulnerable, used and sometimes abused, of hitting new highs, of becoming like a snake slithering on the ground with forked tongue smelling and feeling our way around.
Can you believe, when i was in school, I'd get the remark from my teacher about run-on sentences. I have to admit, by golly I think i do have a knack for run-on sentences. So when you see truncated poetry penned by me, it really is an effort to find descriptive words structured in a way that will convey a part of me to the reader and be able delete the peripheral words.
Ok, now I close. To sky_dancer thank you for your bravery, you are a star and to the rest for supporting her efforts to bring together erotica "pervs" to present themselves, to expose themselves.
Whoops one more thing...in my opinion, it is religious zealots who in large part, give erotica a bad name and whose hipocracy knows no bounds. They let their own sexual depravity become a put down for people of real courage, of real knowledge seekers. Religious zealots attend lynching meets, their tongues a wagging about a subject, they nothing about, becoming a major negative part of the problem in society today. If you think they don't read smut and that in reality their inner-perv is waiting to be set free, then think again. They do read, how else can one comment. I say fuck them all. They call themselves truth seekers but in reality are puppets of pulpit preaching. Many take pulpit teachings or shall I say brainwashing, as truth without ever really investigating or as we say now fact-checking what they hear.
I will as best I can become a participant on dup. Thank you and I look forward to reading more.
elsiesan
Joined 21st Apr 2019
Forum Posts: 122
Fire of Insight
Forum Posts: 122
My Knight
Laying here
Beathing you into me
Making you a part of me
You feeling my feminine
Curvy smile
Running your
Fingers and hands
Feeling the slope of me
Pulling me in closer.
I begin to feel your heat
I'm breathing you into me
Making you a part of me
You, the one who
Has touched
My very existence
You draw me even
Closer into you
Tears are welling up
Bringing me into
A near breathless
State, my dear sir
I love it
You really do have
A tremendous affect on me
Anyway....
You draw me closer to you
And you position me
As you slide your full
Manhood into my
Open legs waiting
For you to enter me
It's been a while
Just a little bit
Of how I'm feeling
Up, feeling better again
Yesterday and really
Last few days feeling
Sad, depression seeping
Into my existence again,
My room was welcoming
Me back to the abyss
I know dramatic
But it is just that
At times.. .mostly really
Last couple of years, til you came
Into my life
My Knight
Laying here
Beathing you into me
Making you a part of me
You feeling my feminine
Curvy smile
Running your
Fingers and hands
Feeling the slope of me
Pulling me in closer.
I begin to feel your heat
I'm breathing you into me
Making you a part of me
You, the one who
Has touched
My very existence
You draw me even
Closer into you
Tears are welling up
Bringing me into
A near breathless
State, my dear sir
I love it
You really do have
A tremendous affect on me
Anyway....
You draw me closer to you
And you position me
As you slide your full
Manhood into my
Open legs waiting
For you to enter me
It's been a while
Just a little bit
Of how I'm feeling
Up, feeling better again
Yesterday and really
Last few days feeling
Sad, depression seeping
Into my existence again,
My room was welcoming
Me back to the abyss
I know dramatic
But it is just that
At times.. .mostly really
Last couple of years, til you came
Into my life
My Knight
elsiesan
Joined 21st Apr 2019
Forum Posts: 122
Fire of Insight
Forum Posts: 122
My Want Consuming Me
I say, "I would love to make love to a man the way I want, not the way I have to."
For him to cloak me with his skin
To feel his manhood
Between my legs from behind makes me breathless standing in my room just now. Tears in eyes as always and joy on my lips
My want is consuming me again today.
I need your arms wrapped bout me.
I say, "I would love to make love to a man the way I want, not the way I have to."
For him to cloak me with his skin
To feel his manhood
Between my legs from behind makes me breathless standing in my room just now. Tears in eyes as always and joy on my lips
My want is consuming me again today.
I need your arms wrapped bout me.
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