Tag: Rough sex

I’m Not Here To Tease You

Posted on by Beast in Erotic, Erotic poetry, Erotica, Poetry

I’m not here to tease you,

I’m here to get you off.

I’m here to fuck you senseless,

To take you hard and rough.

Tonight I’m a blunt instrument,

I’m orgasms guaranteed.

I’ll have you in a jellied mess,

In no time at all, you’ll see.

My fingers, cock, and tongue,

Are more than ready for use.

You’re sure my word is my bond,

You know this beast speaks the truth.

I’m not here to tease you,

I’m here to make you cum.

I’m going to fuck you and so much more,

You’ll not know what hit you, once this beast is done.

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.