AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 10:16am
1st Nov 2024 10:16am
8 people, 1 cup ( multiple collab see authors note)
After not hearing from Miranda Wright for several days, her family reported the petite 28 year old woman missing. Thirteen days after filing the missing persons report, Miranda's father and brother went to her house on Halloween and noticed there was a foul odor coming from the living room. The police had gone through everything in her house as well, but found no signs of struggle. Miranda's brother noticed that the odor seemed to increase when he went toward the couch. Something told him that he should lift up the cushion. As he lifted up the cushions, he stood there in shock, seeing a...
#collaboration
#fiction
#horror
#mystery
#ShortStory
122 reads
5 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 10:16am
1st Nov 2024 10:16am
8 people, 1 cup ( multiple collab see authors note)
After not hearing from Miranda Wright for several days, her family reported the petite 28 year old woman missing. Thirteen days after filing the missing persons report, Miranda's father and brother went to her house on Halloween and noticed there was a foul odor coming from the living room. The police had gone through everything in her house as well, but found no signs of struggle. Miranda's brother noticed that the odor seemed to increase when he went toward the couch. Something told him that he should lift up the cushion. As he lifted up the cushions, he stood there in shock, seeing a...
#collaboration
#fiction
#horror
#mystery
#ShortStory
122 reads
5 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 10:16am
1st Nov 2024 10:16am
8 people, 1 cup ( multiple collab see authors note)
After not hearing from Miranda Wright for several days, her family reported the petite 28 year old woman missing. Thirteen days after filing the missing persons report, Miranda's father and brother went to her house on Halloween and noticed there was a foul odor coming from the living room. The police had gone through everything in her house as well, but found no signs of struggle. Miranda's brother noticed that the odor seemed to increase when he went toward the couch. Something told him that he should lift up the cushion. As he lifted up the cushions, he stood there in shock, seeing a...
#collaboration
#fiction
#horror
#mystery
#ShortStory
122 reads
5 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 10:16am
1st Nov 2024 10:16am
8 people, 1 cup ( multiple collab see authors note)
After not hearing from Miranda Wright for several days, her family reported the petite 28 year old woman missing. Thirteen days after filing the missing persons report, Miranda's father and brother went to her house on Halloween and noticed there was a foul odor coming from the living room. The police had gone through everything in her house as well, but found no signs of struggle. Miranda's brother noticed that the odor seemed to increase when he went toward the couch. Something told him that he should lift up the cushion. As he lifted up the cushions, he stood there in shock, seeing a...
#collaboration
#fiction
#horror
#mystery
#ShortStory
122 reads
5 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 10:16am
1st Nov 2024 10:16am
8 people, 1 cup ( multiple collab see authors note)
After not hearing from Miranda Wright for several days, her family reported the petite 28 year old woman missing. Thirteen days after filing the missing persons report, Miranda's father and brother went to her house on Halloween and noticed there was a foul odor coming from the living room. The police had gone through everything in her house as well, but found no signs of struggle. Miranda's brother noticed that the odor seemed to increase when he went toward the couch. Something told him that he should lift up the cushion. As he lifted up the cushions, he stood there in shock, seeing a...
#collaboration
#fiction
#horror
#mystery
#ShortStory
122 reads
5 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 4:26am
2nd Feb 2025 4:26am
Echos
Lost light from twilight in her eyes, fading as I debauched her cavities probing her ass
with my elongated cock's snafu. Inhaling the decadence of her eviscerated genitals warming my grog, playing tiddly with her clit. Thinking that this could be my opus of my intoxicated ego. Perhaps a spit up her ass hanging from the gallows. Listening to Big Ben's echo from a distance as I posed Mother Superior in the hedgerows outside the convent gate, covered with her feces. Without innuendoes or a cliché, feeling the semen rising lubricating the silence. Thinking, "If only Dr. Watson could...
with my elongated cock's snafu. Inhaling the decadence of her eviscerated genitals warming my grog, playing tiddly with her clit. Thinking that this could be my opus of my intoxicated ego. Perhaps a spit up her ass hanging from the gallows. Listening to Big Ben's echo from a distance as I posed Mother Superior in the hedgerows outside the convent gate, covered with her feces. Without innuendoes or a cliché, feeling the semen rising lubricating the silence. Thinking, "If only Dr. Watson could...
#dark
#dirty
#erotic #horror
#erotic #horror
143 reads
0 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 4:26am
2nd Feb 2025 4:26am
Echos
Lost light from twilight in her eyes, fading as I debauched her cavities probing her ass
with my elongated cock's snafu. Inhaling the decadence of her eviscerated genitals warming my grog, playing tiddly with her clit. Thinking that this could be my opus of my intoxicated ego. Perhaps a spit up her ass hanging from the gallows. Listening to Big Ben's echo from a distance as I posed Mother Superior in the hedgerows outside the convent gate, covered with her feces. Without innuendoes or a cliché, feeling the semen rising lubricating the silence. Thinking, "If only Dr. Watson could...
with my elongated cock's snafu. Inhaling the decadence of her eviscerated genitals warming my grog, playing tiddly with her clit. Thinking that this could be my opus of my intoxicated ego. Perhaps a spit up her ass hanging from the gallows. Listening to Big Ben's echo from a distance as I posed Mother Superior in the hedgerows outside the convent gate, covered with her feces. Without innuendoes or a cliché, feeling the semen rising lubricating the silence. Thinking, "If only Dr. Watson could...
#dark
#dirty
#erotic #horror
#erotic #horror
143 reads
0 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 4:26am
2nd Feb 2025 4:26am
Echos
Lost light from twilight in her eyes, fading as I debauched her cavities probing her ass
with my elongated cock's snafu. Inhaling the decadence of her eviscerated genitals warming my grog, playing tiddly with her clit. Thinking that this could be my opus of my intoxicated ego. Perhaps a spit up her ass hanging from the gallows. Listening to Big Ben's echo from a distance as I posed Mother Superior in the hedgerows outside the convent gate, covered with her feces. Without innuendoes or a cliché, feeling the semen rising lubricating the silence. Thinking, "If only Dr. Watson could...
with my elongated cock's snafu. Inhaling the decadence of her eviscerated genitals warming my grog, playing tiddly with her clit. Thinking that this could be my opus of my intoxicated ego. Perhaps a spit up her ass hanging from the gallows. Listening to Big Ben's echo from a distance as I posed Mother Superior in the hedgerows outside the convent gate, covered with her feces. Without innuendoes or a cliché, feeling the semen rising lubricating the silence. Thinking, "If only Dr. Watson could...
#dark
#dirty
#erotic #horror
#erotic #horror
143 reads
0 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 4:26am
2nd Feb 2025 4:26am
Echos
Lost light from twilight in her eyes, fading as I debauched her cavities probing her ass
with my elongated cock's snafu. Inhaling the decadence of her eviscerated genitals warming my grog, playing tiddly with her clit. Thinking that this could be my opus of my intoxicated ego. Perhaps a spit up her ass hanging from the gallows. Listening to Big Ben's echo from a distance as I posed Mother Superior in the hedgerows outside the convent gate, covered with her feces. Without innuendoes or a cliché, feeling the semen rising lubricating the silence. Thinking, "If only Dr. Watson could...
with my elongated cock's snafu. Inhaling the decadence of her eviscerated genitals warming my grog, playing tiddly with her clit. Thinking that this could be my opus of my intoxicated ego. Perhaps a spit up her ass hanging from the gallows. Listening to Big Ben's echo from a distance as I posed Mother Superior in the hedgerows outside the convent gate, covered with her feces. Without innuendoes or a cliché, feeling the semen rising lubricating the silence. Thinking, "If only Dr. Watson could...
#dark
#dirty
#erotic #horror
#erotic #horror
143 reads
0 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
17th Oct 2022 9:17pm
17th Oct 2022 9:17pm
number 1003
with faith in the momentous clock hand
ticking down events in slow motion
until I have tunnel vision and I can see only you
sifting through my thoughts and collecting my secrets
wearing my honesty and my innocence
looking like sunshine on a warm day
your smile says come closer
I see you in my visions
and I scream stay away
the unsuspecting flirt with disaster
an older gentlemen with a plan
I walk the other way when I smell fear
you've won I smell pennies on the air
I don't come close enough you...
ticking down events in slow motion
until I have tunnel vision and I can see only you
sifting through my thoughts and collecting my secrets
wearing my honesty and my innocence
looking like sunshine on a warm day
your smile says come closer
I see you in my visions
and I scream stay away
the unsuspecting flirt with disaster
an older gentlemen with a plan
I walk the other way when I smell fear
you've won I smell pennies on the air
I don't come close enough you...
#dark
#vampires
#horror
399 reads
5 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
17th Oct 2022 9:17pm
17th Oct 2022 9:17pm
number 1003
with faith in the momentous clock hand
ticking down events in slow motion
until I have tunnel vision and I can see only you
sifting through my thoughts and collecting my secrets
wearing my honesty and my innocence
looking like sunshine on a warm day
your smile says come closer
I see you in my visions
and I scream stay away
the unsuspecting flirt with disaster
an older gentlemen with a plan
I walk the other way when I smell fear
you've won I smell pennies on the air
I don't come close enough you...
ticking down events in slow motion
until I have tunnel vision and I can see only you
sifting through my thoughts and collecting my secrets
wearing my honesty and my innocence
looking like sunshine on a warm day
your smile says come closer
I see you in my visions
and I scream stay away
the unsuspecting flirt with disaster
an older gentlemen with a plan
I walk the other way when I smell fear
you've won I smell pennies on the air
I don't come close enough you...
#dark
#vampires
#horror
399 reads
5 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
17th Oct 2022 9:17pm
17th Oct 2022 9:17pm
number 1003
with faith in the momentous clock hand
ticking down events in slow motion
until I have tunnel vision and I can see only you
sifting through my thoughts and collecting my secrets
wearing my honesty and my innocence
looking like sunshine on a warm day
your smile says come closer
I see you in my visions
and I scream stay away
the unsuspecting flirt with disaster
an older gentlemen with a plan
I walk the other way when I smell fear
you've won I smell pennies on the air
I don't come close enough you...
ticking down events in slow motion
until I have tunnel vision and I can see only you
sifting through my thoughts and collecting my secrets
wearing my honesty and my innocence
looking like sunshine on a warm day
your smile says come closer
I see you in my visions
and I scream stay away
the unsuspecting flirt with disaster
an older gentlemen with a plan
I walk the other way when I smell fear
you've won I smell pennies on the air
I don't come close enough you...
#dark
#vampires
#horror
399 reads
5 Comments
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