Submissions by KristinaX
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
If I seem crazy sometimes, reached my limit of pretending to be normal. Sometimes I don't have a filter so that is my disclaimer if I say something strange or too much. But if we can't have a little fun what's the point? I am not a poet but I try anyway.
SELF POEM
Published
13th Jan 2025 9:00pm
13th Jan 2025 9:00pm
Side effects of masochism
In the hearses of my damp gateways, crucifying holes
A spider web of fluids spreads between your fingers
While I eagerly lick them off tasting myself
The thoughts of lurking predators pushing me
Side effects of obsessive masochism
And a tendency to provoke violence
The abundance of punishments
Hidden under a veil of submission
Undiluted alcohol of expectation bruises and cuts
An overwhelming perception of feminine suffering
The spicy scent of cum stimulates the imagination
While the sadism of the garden is blooming
A spider web of fluids spreads between your fingers
While I eagerly lick them off tasting myself
The thoughts of lurking predators pushing me
Side effects of obsessive masochism
And a tendency to provoke violence
The abundance of punishments
Hidden under a veil of submission
Undiluted alcohol of expectation bruises and cuts
An overwhelming perception of feminine suffering
The spicy scent of cum stimulates the imagination
While the sadism of the garden is blooming
#anxiety
#lust
#orgasm
#sensual
#suffering
95 reads
34 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Nov 2024 8:30pm
29th Nov 2024 8:30pm
Dirty little slut...
To press me against the wall... harshly...
To the point of pain... not caring.
To break the kiss... from my tender lips, bleeding.
To give myself to you... completely.
To melt in your strong arms... powerless.
To fall on the bed of sighs and screams... begging.
To vulgarity sounds in a non-stop rhythm... unintelligible, confused.
To where you take me and don't stop... oblivion.
To stretch the night from yesterday to tomorrow... madness.
To know that the day is hidden behind the groans... darkness.
To forget absolutely about conscience and...
To the point of pain... not caring.
To break the kiss... from my tender lips, bleeding.
To give myself to you... completely.
To melt in your strong arms... powerless.
To fall on the bed of sighs and screams... begging.
To vulgarity sounds in a non-stop rhythm... unintelligible, confused.
To where you take me and don't stop... oblivion.
To stretch the night from yesterday to tomorrow... madness.
To know that the day is hidden behind the groans... darkness.
To forget absolutely about conscience and...
#boyfriend
#lover
#lust #sex
#lust #sex
326 reads
31 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
27th Sep 2024 7:00pm
27th Sep 2024 7:00pm
Violent Games
Do you want violent games? And my kiss with a bite?
And you know that my bite means I am so excited. Beyond!
Can I tame you, Tiger? With a passionate, spicy taste.
Make me beg for mercy, loudly! Force me to stay.
My movements are timid, you have killed me with passion.
I was resurrected in a wet kiss, Fire wound through your body.
Undressing me is important, Tearing off my clothes boldly.
You are a jerk, I know, Honey! I will hear from the lips.
You killed my fears long ago, And do not hide your audacity.
I'll throw myself onto my knees like a...
And you know that my bite means I am so excited. Beyond!
Can I tame you, Tiger? With a passionate, spicy taste.
Make me beg for mercy, loudly! Force me to stay.
My movements are timid, you have killed me with passion.
I was resurrected in a wet kiss, Fire wound through your body.
Undressing me is important, Tearing off my clothes boldly.
You are a jerk, I know, Honey! I will hear from the lips.
You killed my fears long ago, And do not hide your audacity.
I'll throw myself onto my knees like a...
#conflict
#lust
#relationships
#sex
#suffering
507 reads
34 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Aug 2024 8:30pm
13th Aug 2024 8:30pm
Resume of a nymphomaniac
Short skirts and always ready...
Every assignment is exciting!
An exclamation point is required.
My evaluation is always exceptional.
And everyone is working hard,
Business lunches and long hours...
Ready to come on short notice.
that's why they hire me!
Every assignment is exciting!
An exclamation point is required.
My evaluation is always exceptional.
And everyone is working hard,
Business lunches and long hours...
Ready to come on short notice.
that's why they hire me!
#funny
#job
#lust
#passion
#seductive
439 reads
32 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Aug 2024 1:00am
5th Aug 2024 1:00am
Draw me
You wanted fire
to burn your insides.
Something to inspire...
You to express yourself
Draw me
on the subway wall.
I can be your next stop
Where you get off.
Draw me
The attraction is visible.
I am naked
in curvy sensual lines
And also weave in
some wavy golden strands
with dark shadows cast
along the body and soul
Trace the edges.
Press hard against me,
Baring down
bold and defining
Drawing you inside me
touching, kissing, more
And...
to burn your insides.
Something to inspire...
You to express yourself
Draw me
on the subway wall.
I can be your next stop
Where you get off.
Draw me
The attraction is visible.
I am naked
in curvy sensual lines
And also weave in
some wavy golden strands
with dark shadows cast
along the body and soul
Trace the edges.
Press hard against me,
Baring down
bold and defining
Drawing you inside me
touching, kissing, more
And...
#art
#FallingInLove
#lust
#passion
#sensual
645 reads
49 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Jun 2024 9:00pm
20th Jun 2024 9:00pm
Hurt me
Take me roughly, take me gently, kissing lower… so much lower.
Thrusting your intentions inside me without hesitation…
Caressing deeply, take what you need from me, break me.
I want you passionately. In a dream your hands, your lips.
How sweet are the torments… Treating me without mercy.
Your tongue penetrates the intimate folds, searching deeper.
As I fly away and you are so close to the goal, so excited.
I am your passionate instrument, now trembling, confusion,
I am obsequious… Ankles, knees… Every part of me.
Stroking, biting, kissing,...
Thrusting your intentions inside me without hesitation…
Caressing deeply, take what you need from me, break me.
I want you passionately. In a dream your hands, your lips.
How sweet are the torments… Treating me without mercy.
Your tongue penetrates the intimate folds, searching deeper.
As I fly away and you are so close to the goal, so excited.
I am your passionate instrument, now trembling, confusion,
I am obsequious… Ankles, knees… Every part of me.
Stroking, biting, kissing,...
#lust
#passion
#sensual #sex
#sensual #sex
805 reads
53 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Apr 2024 9:00pm
18th Apr 2024 9:00pm
You are the sweetest ingredient...
Hair smells like cinnamon,
skin is as soft as butter.
arching my back, adding curves
Intoxicating mixtures.
Forest honey is on the lips,
And flour, like tenderness,
All plays in the hands,
Turns into dough.
I bake something special,
out of my love and feelings.
I sprinkle beauty...
that I kept for you.
The aroma is incomparable,
I will mix smiles in it.
This dish has a special taste,
I add soul...
All the warmth and care,
an amber ray of sunshine.
Mixing in key lime zest...
I am so tart. ...
skin is as soft as butter.
arching my back, adding curves
Intoxicating mixtures.
Forest honey is on the lips,
And flour, like tenderness,
All plays in the hands,
Turns into dough.
I bake something special,
out of my love and feelings.
I sprinkle beauty...
that I kept for you.
The aroma is incomparable,
I will mix smiles in it.
This dish has a special taste,
I add soul...
All the warmth and care,
an amber ray of sunshine.
Mixing in key lime zest...
I am so tart. ...
#food
#love
#men
#passion
#sexy
734 reads
51 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Apr 2024 2:30am
11th Apr 2024 2:30am
Architecture of suffering
The darkness is thickening...
And the darkness craves bodies...
The world is filled with fragments of desires.
In the incomprehensibility of sinful thoughts
There is a limit assigned to purity...
The point of no return happens early...
Canvases of bodies...
With strokes of words - subjects of secrets,
Drowning in the pulsation of hidden moments
And the foreignness of a crumpled dream...
Dreams are cut... nightmares
To the touch...
And the darkness craves bodies...
The world is filled with fragments of desires.
In the incomprehensibility of sinful thoughts
There is a limit assigned to purity...
The point of no return happens early...
Canvases of bodies...
With strokes of words - subjects of secrets,
Drowning in the pulsation of hidden moments
And the foreignness of a crumpled dream...
Dreams are cut... nightmares
To the touch...
#dark
#secrets
#suffering
#emptiness
#BDSM
636 reads
44 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Apr 2024 3:30pm
5th Apr 2024 3:30pm
Teacher's pet
In the depths of night
"At a friend's house"
When shadows dance
Between the sheets
Our secret romance
A student's needs
So pure and true
Within these walls
Teacher's infatuation
Our passion grew
My body yearning
And heart entranced
Our desires...
A forbidden chance
Together we'll defy
My passion filled...
A flame that burns
Our secret kept
And bodies aligned
Through the year
Eyes that glow,
with lust and fire
Teacher, student,
Learning to submit
Forever inspired
"At a friend's house"
When shadows dance
Between the sheets
Our secret romance
A student's needs
So pure and true
Within these walls
Teacher's infatuation
Our passion grew
My body yearning
And heart entranced
Our desires...
A forbidden chance
Together we'll defy
My passion filled...
A flame that burns
Our secret kept
And bodies aligned
Through the year
Eyes that glow,
with lust and fire
Teacher, student,
Learning to submit
Forever inspired
#lust
#confessional
#learning
#crush
#temptation
529 reads
36 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Mar 2024 8:00pm
20th Mar 2024 8:00pm
... Like I don't know you...
I just want to be handled roughly!
After all, I am a pleaser at heart...
Fuck me like I don't know you.
Forget your feelings, toss them away!
And awaken vice! Dark fantasies...
Your forbidden thoughts about me.
Become lustfully rude! Angry.
The heart is "off" for many hours.
There is no antidote but this...
Fuck me like you don't love me yet!
Whip my body, to drink my essence,
Squeeze, tear, spank, and bite.
Crying, screams, to streams – mascara!
Make me beg for it, to stop, to continue...
Fuck me like you hate...
After all, I am a pleaser at heart...
Fuck me like I don't know you.
Forget your feelings, toss them away!
And awaken vice! Dark fantasies...
Your forbidden thoughts about me.
Become lustfully rude! Angry.
The heart is "off" for many hours.
There is no antidote but this...
Fuck me like you don't love me yet!
Whip my body, to drink my essence,
Squeeze, tear, spank, and bite.
Crying, screams, to streams – mascara!
Make me beg for it, to stop, to continue...
Fuck me like you hate...
#anger
#hate
#sex
#BDSM
#orgasm
855 reads
58 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Mar 2024 8:00pm
12th Mar 2024 8:00pm
I'll dedicate it to you...
I'm cumming on a piece of paper
With a blue-eyed bouquet of words
I'm cumming! And in this orgasm...
I break off my shackles
For all those who didn't get it
Who didn't dare to perceive themselves
I not once, but twice, and...
To boldly give myself
I just want this continuous orgasm
Exhausted, wet, sticky
And all smeared with ecstasy
Poured out on the sheet
And I can't restrain myself
Nymphomaniac craving for poetry
Grabbing the ink from the shelf again,
I... I'll dedicate it to you!
With a blue-eyed bouquet of words
I'm cumming! And in this orgasm...
I break off my shackles
For all those who didn't get it
Who didn't dare to perceive themselves
I not once, but twice, and...
To boldly give myself
I just want this continuous orgasm
Exhausted, wet, sticky
And all smeared with ecstasy
Poured out on the sheet
And I can't restrain myself
Nymphomaniac craving for poetry
Grabbing the ink from the shelf again,
I... I'll dedicate it to you!
#WritingPoetry
#orgasm
567 reads
55 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
4th Jan 2024 1:00am
4th Jan 2024 1:00am
Break me...
Your rough cruelty!
The pain pierces like a lance,
it is heard with ringing,
hoarse sounds of passionate kisses,
the shadow of struggle
and a submissive break,
the mark of claws with crimson scars
With greed you lick drops of blood,
the sounds of torn thin coverings -
suddenly end with measured moans,
the tempo of increasing body movements -
in the rhythm of hearts with sultry desire...
The rustle of the whisper of the lips
distorted on the impaled ...
but not executed...
the executioner's groan...
In...
The pain pierces like a lance,
it is heard with ringing,
hoarse sounds of passionate kisses,
the shadow of struggle
and a submissive break,
the mark of claws with crimson scars
With greed you lick drops of blood,
the sounds of torn thin coverings -
suddenly end with measured moans,
the tempo of increasing body movements -
in the rhythm of hearts with sultry desire...
The rustle of the whisper of the lips
distorted on the impaled ...
but not executed...
the executioner's groan...
In...
#lust
#BDSM
#suffering #passion
#suffering #passion
832 reads
40 Comments
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