Dark Lust

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Gals Sweet lil Berry

Thinkin bout goin straight Cherry Head..
Hellish bitch of my dreams, lips glossed shiny red..
Turn her out and finger fucked right up her slit..
Till she can take no more and begs for my dick..Oh Fuck!!
Sorry cherry gal, but you just earned your first whip

Bend over my lap, "Good gal, ready?"
!SMACK!
"Now Cherry baby was that all that bad?"
She says "No Mistress... i"m so very glad!"
I teach my sweet bitch in my heart shaped bed...
Yes, think i will create my puurrrfucked cherry read..

Long hair to hold hard to have lick my purrrring kitty..
Baby gal you'd look so fucking pretty..
Tween my spread thighs of crazy creamy white..
Cherry Red mouth chicks lipstick with my white cream create this mess of created pink delight..
I say "Spread that pussy must be no more than 2 fingers tight.."
I told her to kneel, she bends ass up over my lap.
Let her lay there a bit and toyed inside her gap..

"Now Cherry im gonna fuck your sweet cunt with toys strapped to my hip.."
"First my darlin...
Open your mouth wide like suckin dick.."
My favorite part, that parted cherry lip.
"Open wide babydoll..this kitty wants to make you to moan and gasp"
It's gonna hurt some when i enter your ass!"
"Till your sphinkter spreads to the point that no more you can take..
Then i yell for you to spread your legs.."
I pull outcha ass and hit that snatch..
And part your labia after i lick clean your pucker...,"
Ooooh i love her pretty shudder...
"Make your darlin pink heart moan thrust to your shake and shiver..
Fuck that false Angel's words with his ego's Quiver..
Its time for Gin to more than deliver..,'

"He ain got nothin you'd love this girlish much..
Kiss back my mouth and feel a real woman's touch..,"
That's a femme apprectiation of clit go jess nous..
We suck devlish under hood to our each others mons delatica..
Labia esque, understood clitty vulva exotica..
Yes..i think this is Calamity Gins next venture into erotica..

Written by calamitygin (Jennifer Michael McCurry)

Vampire Sex

What subtly subdues the soul
Rendered restless
As the heart's pitter patter
Scatter once reasonable thoughts.
..caught in a widow's web
Held immobile by a soothing vernacular
Her venom tainting taunting
Ebb and flow
...stop and go
..then cum again and again...
A fist full of hair
...a claw here a fang there
Scraping burning..
Twisting turning..
Moaning yearning
Her womb
A catacomb cast in shades of sanguine
..an unmarked grave
Where no one will visit him
No thoughts remembrance
Nor the politeness of flowers
Just vanished
..banished from this realm
She confident at the helm
As he rides her river Styx
Ordained in silkened muck
..suck his stupid brains
Heart and veins to his shaft
All that remains..
..inside a dehydrated husk
Hung upon a flayed Lycan's ribcage
Like human charcoal
Smoked to her perfection..
..still with an erection..
Undead as he will forever ejaculate
To her immaculate conception
Siphoning his nutsack
..at her discretion
The shadow of his phallus
Engraved into the walls of her palace
As his will get spilled
Into her dragon shaped chalice...
Pardon her manners
..t'was not an act of malice
She solemnly swears
Just her inverted manifestation of love
Reciprocated
The stench of which he now wears
..for all eternity

Love this

Fucking brilliant!

Holy. Crap.

Glorious!

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- - - RAPTURING THE SUCCUBUS - - -

She crawls to me
Draped in black satin
Eager for sin
Moaning with Latin
Sweet creeping hell
Haunted candle light
Forked tongue slipping
To cum at midnight

Her murderous design spread open, divine
Must I succumb to this? I cannot resist
The pleasure of the damned within pentagrams
Painted with virgin blood before the eye of God

She doth commit
In her blasphemy
Suck me, drain me
Lustful symphony
Hallow thy death
Cold and vampiric
Drain me, suck me
And necrothropic

The screaming chamber
Echoes with magic, tragic
With love so cruel
Satanic and quite romantic

Curse this black rose
At those bleak gallows
The raven song
Justly foreshadow
Her demon speak
Resounds with menace
Like siren songs
With love and venom

Two lovers crucify, martyrs can’t deny
Tombstones reserving death within bated breath
Tempting the creator with violators
The garden of Eden, a fuck stage for heathens

Boutique of thorns
Held close to my heart
Undeath, lustmord
We cannot depart
I remember
We are demonic
Kill me with lips
Kissed, necromantic

The screaming chamber
Echoes with magic, tragic
With love so cruel
Satanic and quite romantic

Cum in contempt
Fucking in unholy rage
The walls of Sodom
Shake with quakes
Between her thighs

She swoons with doom
Wrapped in deathgasmic
Throes of sin
Rapturing the succubus
This carnal house
With unholy ghosts
Creams with dread gloom
Beneath cold hunter moons




(c) 2016 Frank Green

slave

scarlet rooster crows
    death S O L D
to the highest bidder;

barbiturate bitches
perched in slumber rows
emulate visual inhibitions
of Kama Sutras as the "I's"
of the un~naked
grunt Ketamine dust
masturbating to hymns
of opportune wonderlust;

as the scent
of sandy musk(s)
transcend into   psalms
of rustic dusk
striations in the form of V's ~ plead, tear jerked
to be stroked,
    provoked,
 invoked;  
bad hits from a bad fix
she pants, she digs
vaginal scorpions
from her shallow womb;
harems of virgin harlots
they ~whisper~ to her:  

'Curanderas'

shattered witchy women
clothed from eye-to-toes
ageless tattoo's of turquoise'd turtles
translate biblical kismets
at the rupture of her
                               hymen
she bleeds deflowered *Amen* ~

I want my maggots kissed

warlord.

apocalypse. AD.

On

dominant hands
&
submissive knees
I crawled through
your valley
of shadow of death;
a post-mortem
beauty
defiling the filth  
upon your barren
wastelands;
enthralled within
the enemy
of orgies,
forced fornicated
is the deeds
my body embodies
spreading
dust devil crops
to the wind
my splayed legs
sprout F-5's
to spare you
contentment;
branded in
warlord ink:

property of yours:

Corruption. Oppression. Detestation.

I am, it reads ~

grappled
is my woman skirt,
squatted above
weakened
knees,
my throat chokes,
full throttle

Erotic Beast

666

in sexta mense
in sexta die
in sexta hora

et you Satan
unholy lover of my keep,
you who whispers
erotic temperat in my sleep,
disband is the robe
that swathes around my frail shoulders,
and on disparagement knees
I graciously kneel down before you,
a scorned Magdalene, a nudus vision
of the virgo Mary;

and you who is nefarious and villianous
will enchain my weakened manibus's
and truss thee within me
an infernus shackle of sexualem slavery;

and there you will hold still
the still of my bludgeon clamor
as your erotic beasts unleash
their barbaric demons, deep
into the tribus of orificial heavens, deep
they shall pummel what
desires the paradisus within I;

and my uberas will burn, my debent
to repent, to circumcise ill demise,
transcending a mulieris utero  
into a lynching garden
of cannibalistic serpent infantes, and
putrid belly swine sloughing through
her wasteland, a fragrance
of maggots and dust

banshee.

I awoke    
to the sound of screaming banshees
when in actuality
it was my soul
trying to claw it's way out of my flesh

he was after me     again     "red death"

heart breathing swift
scrounging for its last breath

I grabbed that fucking bull
by its horns
and mounted its tongue
on my burning tulips,
gyrating my hips
animalistic~ly
so it could see
the divine
bestiality
within

me;   

as he licked and lapped
the sinuous of my sap

I had staggered visions
of giving Jesus some confessional head
down by the old church, kneeled on dirty knees  
upon an old tossed out pew where ca~tho~lic sinners     spewed
the pornographic of their sins, uncommitted;
but he was on the lamb
mounting segregation
while ass fucking immigration
only 'cause I was nowhere
to be seen in his sea of carnal green

but once he cum'd off his 'bout w/Heaven, he
trudged through ----> the infernal gates of my Hell
with no memory of this place; he left his face
in my pink little pots while demonic gnomes
made of cathedral glass and ember stones
s p l i t my breast [plates],
and broke my back,
and splintered my bones;

in my home, I dug up our little black pills under the hill
soiling my hand while Jesus created a garden    p
of black picket fences where he strung me     u,
impaling ~ my rectum to throat ~
while the Devil's goat bled the carnivorous
of my mother's lust milk

as it fell upon Jesus' wounded mouth ~ I sprouted wings
and thereafter,
breast fed one of 16 vestal virgin banshees
who were leaving for the coast


screaming

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- - - CARNAL HOUSE DEATHMAGEDDON - - -

I paint the walls crimson with arterial spray
Elbow deep inside intestinal ropey grey
If I plunge far enough can I find your soul?
Intimacy found in a freshly carved maggot hole

The very nature of your being
Is to bring pleasure with your screams
Know that I can't do this without you
Just like you can't live without me

Revised and televised
On display in decay
We feast like carrion
In this carnal house
Deathmageddon

The meat hooks in the basement swing with intent
A microphone set to record whimpered laments
The soundtrack of lullabies of life denied
Quivering flesh beneath my hand, redefined

May I wear your flesh upon my face?
A monolith built from torment
Know that I can't do this without you
I carve away until meat is rent

Revised and televised
On display in decay
We feast like carrion
In this carnal house
Deathmageddon

Oh, I love you
A beautiful rose
Delicate and moist
Craving my touch
You hold no secrets
Oh, I love you
You left way too soon
Used, abused, just like meat
Carved, perfection
Looking through dying eyes

Revised and televised
On display in decay
We feast like carrion
In this carnal house
Deathmageddon

(c) 2016 Frank Green

Their return to Beast
love the feminine way her ass shakes....the playful ease and deep intimacy we share...the idea that she delights that I have been gone to exotic places..
And she teases me...and knows I took sensual pleasure seeing foreign beauty....it turns her on...thinking of me stroking off in my hotel with a vision of dark haired dancers with wide yellow dresses. They twirled round until you could see ripe juicy asses under their whirling skirts...as if it were a secret just for me....I stroked Off and came on her back...

I missed the man scent of him...love these kind of fucks. When he has been gone a while...and the desperate need to have him deeeper...to be one in body and combine. pleasure...relishing every centimeter of the familiar beat of his hard thick cock....I neeed..you neeeed .....take me and fill me quick....whisper my taboos...and laugh at my blush and rush of hip as my perversions take hold of me.

Let's feed them to each other..our taboo darkest desires......until our desperation screws polite fuck up it's ass....and we are feral in motive and motion. We will throw sweet rhythmic movement aside....we will fuck like animals......our bodies detach from thought and we are primal. Beasts torn howling from virtue.....

© 2016 Calamityofgin