Its Whore

Against the wall pressed from behind on my tiptoes, it all i can do not to beg the monster behind me to just take what he wants. Sweat streaks down my spine, trickleing into the opening exposed to the eyes of all who may be watching. Its tounge reaches out and tastes me, i pull in the chains hanging me. Its licks from asshole to to nape of my neck and without warning the horse like massive monster fills me. Screaming in humiliated beautiful pain my own cock scraps the wall but never relents, only spews more liquid and puddles the floor. I feel as if im being ripped in two and nothing i say or do will stop it. Its growls, bites, scratches at my flesh as it pumps for its pleasure, useing my sttreched hole as its new toy.  I am now its new cunt, willing to give all that i have to it.  I hear a grunt and feel the swell and then. "ohh my gods im so full!"  Cum fills me and spreys from my willing ass. my own lust bursts as i cry from the sreaing pain. Unable to controle my own body. What a whore i must be for all of this to happen and be willing to give again for as long as it needs. Dropped to the floor, curling up crying, i still smile feeling the mess i lay in. How can my dreams be my most beautiful nightmears.

Its been a while. Alots been going down with my life and I just have'nt had the time to get on here and do what I really love, Write and make people squirm in their seats and send shivers down spines. I hope to have the time to do some writeing very soon and I do hope You all enjoy what you have read so far.

Taken

The stalking of the flesh from the darkness beats the heart to a raging need. Yellow eyes watching from shadowed place.

The scent of warm sweat and deep seeded fear fill the forest. It runs, the beast fallows with silent persuite. Furrie heckles raise as it know the beast is close but knows not what to do about it. It runs faster, the hope of safety a dream but something to keep its mind from screaming in terror. The sounds for growls and dark deep laughter behind it.

The beast enjoys this hunt. This creature knowing not whats about to happen, how it world and life will be changed forever.

Creeping, lurking, waiting. The beasts lust hard and dripping with anticipations and want.

It flees only to be trapped, lured by the sense of freedom, caught, no place to run, no hiding.

The beast lunges and finds its prey soft under him, struggling and whimpering and it feels the fangs sink into the back of its neck. It feels what the beast wants, Its prone exposed body know not way its lusting. Then... A deep massive growl and a thrust. The beast is taking it, taking what it wants as its claws find the small hips and grip.

The frail creature under it shreeks with a mix of pleasure and pain as its full like its never been. Its body shuddering and shaking in fear so much, the dirt under it pools with its gold.

The beasts body never stopping its lustfull attack, its heated, hard lust swelling ready to give the only thing it was ment for.

Its eyes wide as it feels the beast ready to gift it... its own hardend need explodes at the thought. Sticky wet seed ropes under it soaking it even more.

The beast throws its head back and lets out a howl that shatters the world and moon into a thousand pieces... Filling its prey with its gift of thick want.

Growls and grunts filling the cool night as the bodys thrust and pound one another in and ancient dance of pure lustful passion.

Who is the prey they ask them selfs. who lured who with it scent and defining sensual flesh.

Silken bodys

I feel his smoothness under my finger tips. The way he moves makes my own skin goose bump. The thin frame of his nakedness exposed for my hungering eyes. Shall I cover him in lust, explore his every inch, maybe worship his hanging hardness. Its all almost to much.





Such wanton from his body and mine pressed together. Our blood engorged need writhe against each other. The feeling of the first slick drippings if his lust make my mind spin, the scent of his sex make my every nerve spark.





My eyes roll as I feel his lips linger with teasing kisses along my heated flesh. He binds me, I am his. He pulls my thickened sex this way and that, up and down. Tears flow from my eyes in begging please for release. Smiles and giggles from his pursed lips as they kiss my throbbing want.





He kneels between my splayed open body, I feel his every last inch of hardened sex slipping in and out of my secret place. Kisses and licks cover my face, lips, neck, nipples. All I can do is moan, grunt, groan, beg, and roll in my mind.





Its close, I can feel it now. His swelling need. My own growing thicker. I'm close, hes close, we are close to giving each other away to the waves of Ecstasy and light. His swelled sex fills me till I feel like I'm going to burst. I feel him let go of one then another gift is liquid lust into my needing sweating body.





My own Thickness gifts his chest with sweet seed. We roll and writhe together on a line of milky sweet nothingness. Nothing in out minds, only our souls intermingle and wrap tight around each other. Tears and manic lust as our body thrust and push against the needing sex wanting every last bit of each other. If we die, we die in a state of blissful flame of pleasure that's only pain is the thought of its end.

Nightly Beasts

The light dims as the sun finds its nightly resting place. The night shrugs its way from the days painful illuminating rays. The eyes of the new peek from hiding places stretching and shaking away the days pain. The day is not for those of us who seek the pain of the unknown world. We are the ones unafraid of the things that hide and lurk in the shadows, and corners. Klicks of claw and snap of jaws, howls and moans fill the moons rays with song and gift of thanks for being.

We hunt for pray in the deep cracks of the world, sniff them out, take what we want leaving only lust filled pools of liquid sex on the growned. Man or Woman, makes no differance is who we thrust with. Cock, cunt, pussy, ass, mouth, all of it fair game to us. They all give into the eyes of the beast.

Men try and be us, Women try to hide us. We are the dirty little secret in everyone closet, and nasty perverse thought pushed under the bed. Pink folds weep and moisten at our approach, Cock springs to life and gifts us with lustful seed. We the beasts are Man and Woman. We are the fear of sexual curiosity, the moment is thought that make you shiver and your nipples dance in our presents.

Think what you will about us, despise us if you wish, fear us, but one day your body will give it self over to the raging beast and be ravaged like the whore you wish you could be.

We are all WHORES for the beast known as pleasure.

Sanity

The hulking shadows creep around the inner walls of what used to be my sanity. Clawing and reaching with fever pulsing fingers and palms. The room feels smaller as they lurk and sulk around the already sweat moistened bed.





Darkness looms ever closer with every mammoth step they take.


Fear, anger, lust, need, fill every open nook and crannie of my naked being.





What is it thees shadows want from me. I give everything I have, and still the raging wild needs come back every night with even more hunger for what I have no clue.


My sanity drips from my eyes wetting cheeks and lips, the salty taste of it rolls over my tongue and explodes a shiver down into my core.





The writhing begins, unwanted, un needed , but lusting for more.


Every bite, every scratch tattooing my snake rolling flesh as if I were a canvas of skin and my crimson was the paint.





Each shadowed fuck, each shadowed fuck, EACH SHADOWED FUCK takes it place after another, and another, AND A FUCKING NOTHER. Screams of my sanity are never heard over the crys of lust.





Liquid need and sex pool around my waving body unable to stop it, unyielding to my pleas of mercy and begging.





I am again forced to let go of my dripping, heated, searing, life from my used body.





The shadows slink back into the walls, only to wait for the next night when my sanity become my hardened INSANITY grows again.

The Night

Heated sexual flesh pressed hard against one another. Deep lust filled need in the body's. The blade held in hand nicks and cuts at the pail flesh under him, the crimson flows free between them. Hardened nipples grind against masculine chest. Pussy swelling with need and dripping with want. Growls and moans eco through out the air... The knife shines as the edge comes down over one beautiful breast, searing blissfull pain forcing a scream from her pink kissed lips. Passions growing into animal like pulses in the brain cock meets cunt in an explosive combination. Screams of Ecstasy and pain as bloody openings on her lushes flesh open and give forth the red treasure from heart. Bloody body's roll and writhe on the floor, fucking and pounding with no care of life or death. Body's in heated hell dripping with every ounce of what the gods fear.. and higher being. Nails grip and scrape.. teeth nash and bite. Anything to feel more of each other. Animistic fucking, grunting, groaning. Cunt and cock mash and pound. Bloody lips drip and ooz. Untill the moment of massive attack.. cock bursts.. rivers of seed fill cock filled cunt, her screams could shatter souls and end life itself if they could be heard over the raging storms that the gods them self start as to not hear the pleasure of mear mortal man and women. Cum and juice flow over each other in unending release of pain, anger hate love and need. We are all animals. He whispers. Only a fue can be our animal.