Month: May 2020

Captive In Lust

Posted on by Beast in Erotic, Erotica, Poetry

I wish to crawl into your heart,

I know the way, where to start.

It’s by opening you up, between your thighs,

To stretch you taut as I slip inside.

I want it to hurt as you receive my gift,

That sink to the depths as I slowly lift.

A tear shed, encouragement to my art,

A moan heard, not anticipating a stop after I start.

I wish to infect you with an incurable disease.

A craving for more that I give, a deeper need.

Agony felt up on my withdrawal,

Cries for more as I tease to a stall.

I know how to make you a captive in lust.

By taking you apart leaving nothing but trust.

Neither Our Demand

Posted on by Beast in Erotic, Erotica, Poetry

I like watching my pink substitute slide into your cunt.

I love hearing you moan, enjoying the moment.

I adore the times that you jerk into bliss.

That orgasmic smile, that look of shock as you get your fix.

I hate that I’m not there in place with my cock.

I despise that a toy gives some of what I’ve got.

I abhor that I’ll substitute you with my hand.

For neither are the real thing which we demand.

 

Violence In Sex

Posted on by Beast in Erotic, Erotica, Poetry

There’s a violence in sex,

That’s hard to explain.

A hand squeezing your throat,

Yet it arouses not pains.

You like being thrown down,

And used fucking hard.

Sometimes that isn’t acceptable,

In the wider world it’s barred.

I’d happily ask you,

To whip my bare arse.

But if it was true punishment?

I’d never want that vote passed.

So, we live in a world,

Where passions contradict.

I’m so glad they do,

For sex should be varied, never ever fixed.

Savage Lust

Posted on by Beast in Erotic, Erotica, Poetry

Savage lust,

Animalistic intent.

Your beast is roused,

Won’t fall til he’s spent.

His eyes see,

What his cock needs.

His nose scents,

What he craves for feed.

The mood is set,

The chords are struck.

Tonight you’ll take,

My feral fuck.

No play or prep,

As my takedown ensues.

Bent over, impregnated,

Primordially abused.

Fucked fast, fucked hard,

You howl with delight,

As your filled with cum,

Your pillow you bite.

And then the hit,

You let out your scream.

Crying as you cum,

Stunned by the release.

Falling exhausted,

Lust out of captivity.

Savouring the moon’s mood,

Tamed, yet set free.