She lain on the sheets
of Egyptian cotton
I intruded her loins
Till they looked withered and
rotten
the tongue of the Nun
glided upon my long staff
we galloped awhile and then
had quite a laugh
she bounced on my mushroom
I stuck in her vulva
until she erupted like
volcanic lava
She quivered and shook
like a gigantic earthquake
down on her I went
And drank of her milkshake
She shivered and rocked
early morning with cock
a doodle do
Our pelvises locked
This princess once innocent
now seemed so dirty
she sucked on my rod
with a look oh so flirty
I galloped and slammed
we both were quite damned
and then I wasted my seed
what a sham
The velvet and silk folds of
her humble abode
made me cry out with pleasure
and made me explode
Tendrils seemed to grab at my
septre and I lapped up her fluids
Until she was much wetter
She cried out in pain as I beat her
severely I made her bleed much
yet loved her so dearly
Her mouth round my wand
my tongue in her oyster
she clung to my face
and screamed
Do it more sir
I sat upon her face
so pretty and hollow
she moaned once or twice
and then began to swallow
Well call me a madman
yes, blame me as nuts
but I stuck my staff in her
then ripped out her guts
the smears of blood ran down
cross her belly
I loved the sweet taste
though her mound was quite smelly
She gasped for air
Her final last breath
I kissed her farewell
as she drifted
to death

LOL I was rather intoxicated when I wrote this lil' piece! I had recently watched the movie "QUills" as well, so I mixed those two combinations, of Marquis de Sade and a bottle of Chartreuse, and thus had this poem. Hope you all enjoy it!

it's, uuummm, interesting, to say the least......

ummm yeah, i agree with Jinx

Ah.. yes, Mon Frere... I read that one... A little too graphic (like watching porn) to turn me on... ( it's a woman thing. )

If you want to go for a SYMBOL, as "the little death" (what the French call an orgasm, I'm more in line for it.) Being fucked to death wouldn't be a bad thing, but it might put a damper on any future sex life for your partner. But in the end (pun intended) I like my hay rolled with romance. Most women do...

OSH

(Continuation from night before)

I apologize for my lack of objectivity on that one. (Note to self: don't drink and talk)

I was thinking tho, about how a black widow kills and eats her partner after mating.

Have you ever written using the "voice" of a woman (as you see her point of view)? Its just an exercise, but a good one when it comes to creating authentic characters.

Read you later...

OSH

Yes, this was my dirty lil' minded side of me coming out to play, I am usually more romantic, but this was a character piece. I would never gut the one I make love to. Just DEvour! LOL As far as writing in a woman's voice, see the violated female character in the poem, "Suffer my Rape".