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Monster of Sex
Some may call us sick
Dirty fucking perverts at that
I say we’re just growing up
Into the fucking beast we were meant to be
Because when you are an animal for sex
You must have it all, with boundaries non existent
Not holding back, unless it’s me gripping onto your hair
So let’s pull back a little while I take my tongue against your neck
Hands behind your back, silk wrapping together your wrist
Now embrace the floor as I order you onto your knees
That tongue working, pleasing the length of my throbbing cock
Up and down, nice and wet till I’m ready to stretch,
your asshole open with my thickness
Kicking your smooth flesh down to the floor
Getting beside you while entering your soft cheeks
As if to punish them for teasing me on a constant basis
So here we are… digits rubbing against your clit with my dick up your ass
My other hand squeezing onto your neck as I thrust to the feeling of your warm tush
Getting off on the loss of breath mixed with your obedience
Turns me into a monster of sex
An addict that can’t get enough of absolute willingness
Looking like your some kind of sex prey as I ravish that body
Letting up on my grip every time you start to turn blue
Cum flowing, bodies exhausted, but for us we don’t need much resting
Dirty fucking perverts at that
I say we’re just growing up
Into the fucking beast we were meant to be
Because when you are an animal for sex
You must have it all, with boundaries non existent
Not holding back, unless it’s me gripping onto your hair
So let’s pull back a little while I take my tongue against your neck
Hands behind your back, silk wrapping together your wrist
Now embrace the floor as I order you onto your knees
That tongue working, pleasing the length of my throbbing cock
Up and down, nice and wet till I’m ready to stretch,
your asshole open with my thickness
Kicking your smooth flesh down to the floor
Getting beside you while entering your soft cheeks
As if to punish them for teasing me on a constant basis
So here we are… digits rubbing against your clit with my dick up your ass
My other hand squeezing onto your neck as I thrust to the feeling of your warm tush
Getting off on the loss of breath mixed with your obedience
Turns me into a monster of sex
An addict that can’t get enough of absolute willingness
Looking like your some kind of sex prey as I ravish that body
Letting up on my grip every time you start to turn blue
Cum flowing, bodies exhausted, but for us we don’t need much resting
Published 29th Apr 2015
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29th Apr 2015 10:43am
i'm going to be honest & say even i cringed at "asshole" lol it just seemed a little out of place, unnecessarily vulgar in this very primal piece of poetry. otherwise i don't have a bone to pick with you here, steamy write DC, particularly loved the breath control aspect ;)
29th Apr 2015 10:55am
I know not everyone likes the vulgarness. I’m not one to hold back wording. It flows as I think it ^^ lol
And as for out of place, maybe more just strong word. Wouldn’t be the Devil’s Child if I didn’t go with how I feel. And I don’t cringe ;-) Is as is ^^
But I’m grateful for your comment and glad you could enjoy the rest of it :-)
And as for out of place, maybe more just strong word. Wouldn’t be the Devil’s Child if I didn’t go with how I feel. And I don’t cringe ;-) Is as is ^^
But I’m grateful for your comment and glad you could enjoy the rest of it :-)
29th Apr 2015 1:36pm
29th Apr 2015 2:05pm
29th Apr 2015 3:28pm
D-I think ass belongs here. I say that because the poem isn't a gentle one. This poem is not defending the acts...and you call yourself a monster. I would say that means you are still vulnerable to what others think and on some level believe it.
29th Apr 2015 10:03pm
Glad you agree ^^
I would think about changing it, but I do think it should shock at that point of the poem. The original name of this poem (strangely enough)was going to be Dirty Vulgar Poem, lol. Though after reading I didn't think it fit :-/
I would think about changing it, but I do think it should shock at that point of the poem. The original name of this poem (strangely enough)was going to be Dirty Vulgar Poem, lol. Though after reading I didn't think it fit :-/
29th Apr 2015 4:03pm
"My other hand squeezing onto your neck as I >>>trust<<< to the feeling of your warm tush"
Did you mean Thrust? I loved the poem but that little word threw me entirely off...
Did you mean Thrust? I loved the poem but that little word threw me entirely off...
29th Apr 2015 9:58pm
I don't think this poem would be what it is without the strong langue :)
Its purpose is to shock and entise (not sure if spelt right) in equal measures ... Effectively done DC!
Wonderful work as ever ;)
Be well
DNW
PS cool image! Interesting Google search ;)
Its purpose is to shock and entise (not sure if spelt right) in equal measures ... Effectively done DC!
Wonderful work as ever ;)
Be well
DNW
PS cool image! Interesting Google search ;)
29th Apr 2015 10:09pm
I would not be who I am without it, lol.
ps... I do many interesting Google searches ^^
ps... I do many interesting Google searches ^^
30th Apr 2015 4:16am
29th Apr 2015 11:04pm
Very lustful and provocative,
It oozes sexuality and gives such passion and fire.
Nicely done ;)
It oozes sexuality and gives such passion and fire.
Nicely done ;)
30th Apr 2015 00:20am
30th Apr 2015 7:53am
Great piece loved this monster of sex :) amazing title sets a very sexy picture atleast to me
30th Apr 2015 12:29pm
I love when anyone can enjoy my writes ^^
I'm also always happy to hear from you :-)
I'm also always happy to hear from you :-)
10th May 2015 6:42am
11th May 2015 2:52pm
Looking back i felt it works well ^^
I don't hold back, and i like my writing to show that.
I don't hold back, and i like my writing to show that.
26th Jun 2015 5:01pm
