Author: songtothedarkness

[FF] September (erotic poetry)

She spread her thighs

As bass line thuds from the music

Still stalked her through walls

And her slick black skirt

Unusual

Hiked from the motion

And she looked up at the cracks

In the ceiling and saw branches

Of the Amazon

Flowing on yellowed maps forgotten

And yes, the supplicant waters of tongue

That quivered with experimentation

From the wine-lipped girl on her knees

Felt like all the stars parting

But instead of blackness and empty space

There was her her her

Pussy blossoming, clit-infinitesimal

Then mushrooming with arched-back inflation

Shattering the old universe

Tumbling and twisting behind

(In September…always in September)

Mesmervore [vore][worm][hypnosis][outdoors/forest]

In the tent in the forest, I had been sleeping soundly.

The night sounds had lulled me. The quiet had not unnerved me. When I did stir, I didn’t feel alarmed, like something was wrong, but I was curious. A sound had intruded. Perhaps the zipper of the tent. Yes, it was the zipper, because I saw sprinkles of starlight in the darkness beyond.

I had only begun to think clearly enough to question the intrusion when I saw the lights. Yellow and warm and wonderful and calming.

They were in the tent. In front of me. Part of me. Surrounding me.

Moving, winking, undulating, flowing lights.

And they made me feel like air. I was unburdened and released from all of gravity, and I smiled. I felt my face smiling wider and wider as the lights danced.

I decided to close my legs tightly. Or perhaps they were closed for me. And I needed to be lighter, even lighter, so I slipped out of my pants. Or maybe they were slipped from me. And as I watched the lights and smiled, I felt the most wonderful pressure building in my cock. Read more »

Fetish of the Neck

I steal glances at your neck in the low restaurant light. The urban conversations around the room murmur, rise and fall, making your eyes sparkle. You are unaware of how your tenderness is framed by your collar, leading my eyes down the triangle of skin that disappears to a point at the center of your chest. I want and yearn. I can’t stop crafting its sculpture with my mind. Graceful bends. The hint of two muscles paired and in opposition. The soft sexuality is woven, unmade, and woven as your head moves to throw a smile, to tilt with inquisitiveness, to draw back in shock and concern, but most of all, just to be, just to invite, to draw me, to beckon me.

And your presence is like cool sheets on a summer evening. I want to find my shape within your shape. To fit with you like living pieces of a primordial puzzle. And my face would brush back the line of your jaw, and you would tilt aside your head for me. Read more »

The Listening [mf][overheard][neighbor][voyeurism]

The house had become quiet.

Strange for the city where sound is so often a constant.

I was enjoying the scope and depth of that silence when I heard the first soft moan through the wall. A girl’s voice. Earnest and softly feminine.

It couldn’t be, I thought, holding my breath. But then, another moan. This one fuller, longer, more expressive.

Before my thoughts could organize enough to form an oh-my-god realization, my cock erupted to full erection in my pants. No build up. No fluttering. I was pounding with throbs immediately. Angry and intense.

She continued to sweetly moan, beginning to tell erotic stories and experiences with her voice. It had been quite a long time since I overheard sex. It shocked me how erotic I found the experience now. My cock was shivering. Dying. Tingling.

Her voice climbed to the next level. I could sense her true pleasure as a living thing. I had no choice but to pull my shorts aside and stab my cock into the air. God, I was huge. My ridges stood carved and straining. My sacred opening glistened with wetness.

She climbed higher, moaning faster. Read more »

The Caregivers, part 1 [fantasy][plant/human procreation][voyeurism][oral]

He and his parents visited family in Vermont each May. That was the only times he really spent with his 18-year-old cousin, David. And this year, David seemed different. More withdrawn. The first night, hanging in David’s room, he learned why. He learned about what David discovered living in the forest.

The fear in David’s voice as the story unfolded made his skin prickle, but there was something else there. Deeper. Something earthy and nurturing as David’s eyes took on a faraway look. There was wistfulness under that fear.

David told him they had to sneak out. To experience this amazing secret. He thought about pleasures, didn’t he? He stroked his cock, didn’t he? David was making him squirm with these topics, but the truth was, his cock was instantly hard at what David described. Yes, he did stroke his cock, sometimes more than once a day, and yes, he understood what it was like to chase angelic pleasures. He dreamed about someone else touching him, pleasuring him, as David described. It made his cock spasm like it never had before to think about it. It made his entire body shake with erotic fever. Read more »

Interludes 1 [mf][avant garde]

The sun stopped.

They call that an eclipse.

Two celestial bodies folding, joining, unbecoming.

In the half light of that non-day, your shadow enveloped me. Where I could hide. Where I could reveal.

And for once, I felt free to unravel my bindings and grow as I am born to grow. Without deflection or interruption. And you watched my cock rising. As you waited with lips parts. Because you were yearning-breathing with sighs in the middle. And you knew that the part of me that never speaks throbbed into being where you took me from underneath.

There, you licked me like a song.

That painted aurorae in my mind.

So I moaned your name over and over. The most intimate thing I could contemplate.

And when my cock stiffened, you defied gravity with me, as my starlight glowed.

In the last few moments.

Before.

The harsh sun.

Returned.

The Conversation [mf][confession][oral][femdom]

As they talked, still mostly strangers, he felt himself molding to her mind, taking the shapes she chose to form and foster. Part of him resisted, fighting to prove his ability to fight. But the greater part tasted awe and appreciation. And the taste was a little bit divine.

“Tell me something,” she said, tipping her red wine to her lips.

The music she had chosen mixed with the gentle intoxication and painted his perception of the room and the moment.

“Tell me something you would never admit,” she said.

“Like what?” he said

“Something sexual.”

He choked a little.

She waited. He settled. She smiled.

“Um, I don’t know….”

“Of cause you do.”

“I….”

“You know exactly where your mind leapt and all the reasons you won’t speak it.”

“Can we-“

“I’ll help you. How about this? Have you ever fantasized about a man?”

“A man?”

“Specifically, his cock.”

“Any reason you would think to ask me THAT question?”

“Stop. I want a real answer. Close your eyes.”

He did. Read more »

Don’t Listen, Don’t Listen [erotic poetry][bondage][pussy-slapping liberation]

my leather and lash

you beg

(NOW!!)

to slap your pussy

harder

and the pleasure-pain arches

your back as the thunderstorm

rages against the windows

and I don’t love to hurt you

but I love your pleasure

and the way your moans

become shrill

as I declare you a whore

for humping your hips

wider and splattering

your legs with cream

because the blows slap wet

and clenching

while your mother

in your mind recoils in horror

but you have no choice

robbed of modesty

because I tied your wrists

and ankles

(just as you asked)

and fuck if my cock

is not jumping and snapping

with lust

to see the slash of your pussy

gasping

(SLAP)

oozing

(SLAP)

screaming for your imprisonment to

(fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckmeFUUUUUUUCKMEEEEEE!!!!)

pump

and convulse

your raw and meaty

LIB-

ER-

ATION!!!!!!

And Along Came a Spider [oddities][voyeur][jungle][insect][vore]

He slipped down the slick, black rock and crouched on the cave floor. A good position. A good angle to look upward where the jungle daylight shone through the ceiling of the cavern. Water dripped from lush green around the edge of the hole. It tinkled into a shallow pool in the middle of the dark expanse below.

He took special notice of the web patterns woven from height to height. Where they attached. How wide they spanned. What patterns had been chosen for the deadly nets.

No sign of any spiders. Everything lay still. But that was the trap, of course. Many eyes were positioned in the dark. Waiting. Hungering. Even lusting.

A surprised shriek slashed the quiet. A shadow feathered through the light beams as a man fell through the opening and plunged twenty feet before thumping into the web. It bounced and swayed as it dissipated the impact. Many little eyes roused as the spider children already scurried from the edges toward the victim. The forest people pointed ill-prepared adventurers this way to keep the cave dwellers satisfied. Read more »

The Celestial Prayer [MF][absolution][cunnilingus]

You resisted. In your mind, at least. You didn’t speak the fears, the shame that someone planted in you. But I could feel its stony shape under your skin and hear how it muted and emptied your words.

Your muscles tensed. You held a shape reminiscent of a cocoon, but I understood. I knew I couldn’t slice it open without making you bleed, without adding more scars and knots and sinews.

My confession is that I crave the opposite.

I want to inspire you to burst from within.

Not at first, of course. That would ruin the epiphany even if the possibility existed.

I am desperate to forge your mind’s blade, so that you can take it in your hands with all familiarity. And your panting breaths and pounding heart nevertheless would allow you to finally bring that blade down between your legs and slice open your unspoken, conflicted desires. Your pussy—becoming the display of your life-granting inner organs. Your legs—parting wider wider wider to display the celestial trust you’ve placed in me.

And you thrust up to meet my tongue.

And growl the animal growl to gnash and devour the people who’ve reduced you and hobbled you. Read more »