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Lithium Barbie Doll by Jason Cueto

She’s a razor-sharp dish
Wrapped in a kiss
Things appear so fine
It won’t be long before
You see something wrong
Those voices in her head at night…

She’ll bring you in
To her den of sin
Steal your soul for the night
The sun’s going down
Time’s running out
Better buckle your belt
For this roller-coaster ride

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Small Talk – A Spicy Erotic Poem

Small talk

Just friendly verse

The innocents of it all.

Underneath those

Casual words

Was a volcano of passion

Ready to erupt.

Triggered by

The brush of our arms…

Next thing you knew

Our lips were locked

In a fiery kiss.

It lasted

Twenty minutes

Every second

Pure heaven.

With an animalistic thrust

I pinned you

To the wall

My hand reached

Up your skirt

Letting your panties

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My Angel/ My Devil – Erotic Poem by Rei

A daringly explicit, erotic poem by Rei.

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Primal Poetry – Erotic Poem by Samantha Campbell

Speaking gifted expressions
in a lost language
spilling sex
and desire
You inspire me
to write for you

I rise to the divine condition
and elicit carnal positions

No longer thinking

Animal instincts take over

I never stop scratching
I leave as many marks
as climaxed urges

I’m a savage

I ravage

Rawrrrr

Sexually
attacking
you

Cannibalistic
you make me
wanna eat you

A primal need

Circling
the tongue
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White Lace Erotic Story by Aurelie K. Jordan

“Don’t move,” you tell me with an air of command.

My mind struggles, my arms above my head,

held there simply by the strength of my…well, his will.

I feel a soft breeze in through the window,

the dark scent of rain fills my mind, excites me.

I glance down my body, to see you at the foot of the bed,

you’ll appreciate the pale flesh and white silk panties

just as you requested, all else bare to your gaze.

At the look in your eyes, a strangled sound escapes my lips.

Your hands find my ankles, holding them like manacles,

the heat of your touch searing through my skin,

tightening places that you haven’t even touched yet.

You are so strong, I can feel your strength as you hold me,

your fingers tightening around my ankles, holding me as you’d have me,

your hands pulling my legs apart, farther and farther, Read More

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