Submissions by Jdona
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Oct 2017 5:14am
10th Oct 2017 5:14am
Passagress
I think of you a thousand times a day
Imagine what I'd do and what I'd say
So we talk about the way you make me feel
And you ask me to describe your sex appeal
I beg you to send pictures of your thighs
And touch myself imagining your eyes
I scare you when you think I've gone too far
Once more I must explain just what you are
Accept that I am just your willing slave
Shut your mouth and please try to behave
Step up and be the master when I beg
And lose yourself awhile between my legs
It's hard to...
Imagine what I'd do and what I'd say
So we talk about the way you make me feel
And you ask me to describe your sex appeal
I beg you to send pictures of your thighs
And touch myself imagining your eyes
I scare you when you think I've gone too far
Once more I must explain just what you are
Accept that I am just your willing slave
Shut your mouth and please try to behave
Step up and be the master when I beg
And lose yourself awhile between my legs
It's hard to...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Oct 2017 6:12pm
9th Oct 2017 6:12pm
The Opposite of Sin (Adult)
Whatever songs the heart has broken
whatever cruel sights echo
the vaded halflight is a token
of rape in the dark night's ghetto
She drains your tight veins
She lights your black mind
She'll stay
She'll play
All fuckin' day
whatever cruel sights echo
the vaded halflight is a token
of rape in the dark night's ghetto
She drains your tight veins
She lights your black mind
She'll stay
She'll play
All fuckin' day
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EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Oct 2017 2:42pm
9th Oct 2017 2:42pm
Implementation (Adult)
Implementation (adult)
Pointed
Anointed
Bulging anticipation
Pulsing frustration
Indulging imagination
Gulping stimulation
Engulfing administration
Refluxing application
Convulsing compensation
Pointed
Anointed
Bulging anticipation
Pulsing frustration
Indulging imagination
Gulping stimulation
Engulfing administration
Refluxing application
Convulsing compensation
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
9th Oct 2017 8:13am
9th Oct 2017 8:13am
Good Girl (Adult Explicit)
I was 19. His 30th birthday was coming and all he wanted was a promise from me that I be his slave for a night. He'd get to tell me what he wanted and I'd have to get or give it to him. And I thought like, maybe, I'll run him a bath and have to make his supper. Give him head and let him bend me over in bed.
I'm at the sink washing dishes from breakfast after work when he walks in and says, "Daddy's home." And he's behind me kissing my neck and "Happy Birthday," I say. And he says, "First thing: don't speak unless I tell you to or ask you a question." Okay... "Second: dont move...
I'm at the sink washing dishes from breakfast after work when he walks in and says, "Daddy's home." And he's behind me kissing my neck and "Happy Birthday," I say. And he says, "First thing: don't speak unless I tell you to or ask you a question." Okay... "Second: dont move...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Oct 2017 1:23am
9th Oct 2017 1:23am
Knotted
Feather light hearts flutter
Shifting stitches mutual shudders
Secrets drastic fantastic
This mountain of fabric
Tossed and tumbled
Fine linens fumbled
Woven like thread
Luminous tapestry wed
Touch smooth as milk
Embroidered flesh like silk
Through the eye of the needle
This urgent upheaval
Fingertips knit frantic
Lips purl at the risk of
Breathlessly coming undone
Knotted off, we become one.
Shifting stitches mutual shudders
Secrets drastic fantastic
This mountain of fabric
Tossed and tumbled
Fine linens fumbled
Woven like thread
Luminous tapestry wed
Touch smooth as milk
Embroidered flesh like silk
Through the eye of the needle
This urgent upheaval
Fingertips knit frantic
Lips purl at the risk of
Breathlessly coming undone
Knotted off, we become one.
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EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Oct 2017 00:11am
9th Oct 2017 00:11am
Finish (Adult Explicit)
When I said you were
“My God. Romantic."
I didn't mean that's all you were
or that at your very core you weren't
dirty and deviant and deparaved.
Come at me with your raw and your red
Swirl yourself senseless in this swamp
slick and sweltering for head
fulminating fomenting
brimming swimming
pain rimming
shattered wet flesh like a ripe pear
sweet juice running honey fermented
sticky and sickeningly dripping
groveling grinding grasping
tightening the knot pinching
and fitting...
“My God. Romantic."
I didn't mean that's all you were
or that at your very core you weren't
dirty and deviant and deparaved.
Come at me with your raw and your red
Swirl yourself senseless in this swamp
slick and sweltering for head
fulminating fomenting
brimming swimming
pain rimming
shattered wet flesh like a ripe pear
sweet juice running honey fermented
sticky and sickeningly dripping
groveling grinding grasping
tightening the knot pinching
and fitting...
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
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