- Erotic Poetry
- Riding Hood
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My lips are pink.
My hood is red.
And though I know
the roads are safe by day,
I walk the night instead.
Through mossy moor and meadow creek,
beneath the moon, I hear you speak.
Your golden eyes like beacons send
a welcome glow I comprehend.
By forest foliage, dark and still,
I plod the narrow paths until
a hidden cabin’s candle flame
evokes your will. You call my name.
I tap against the wooden door
as misty fingers twirl my hair.
A clutch of vines creep through the floor
to tie me down and hold me where
your gentle roughness tears and rips
away my buttons, ties and clips.
You lay me bare as tundra snow
then down between my legs you go.
With heated breath, your snarling lips
embrace the pearl between my hips
and drink the potion that I spray
till all my strength is sucked away.
You bite the berries on my breasts
with piercing fangs that make me cry.
My sultry sweat, my heaving chest
confess a need I can’t deny.
So tightly bound, so widely splayed,
my slick surrender has betrayed
what little hope of virtue still
remains against your cock’s appeal.
For though I find myself entwined,
I fear you not. We are aligned.
Outside of desperation’s grasp,
I feel a thickness that I clasp.
It burns inside my velvet sheath
with you on top and I beneath.
Above the hearth, a roaring fire
has emulated our desire.
Breathless pounding, tooth and claw;
you hold me down and fuck me raw!
The wounded gash from which I bleed
is screaming for your soothing seed.
Your fearsome howl of letting go
has made my fountain overflow…
- COMMENTS
HottieOlwenabout 2 months agoRed Riding Hood went out one day
To Grandma's she was bound
But when she got there, alas! alack!
She found a hairy wolf hound.
"What big eyes you have," she said
They're a lovely shade of red."
"Never mind my eyes," replied the wolf.
As he lay on Grandma's bed.
"What a long tongue you have," she said
Eyeing the wolf's slobbering jaws
"Never mind my tongue," replied the wolf
As he licked his hairy paws.
"And oh! your body is so strong,"
Red Riding Hood was smitten
"Never mind my body," replied the wolf
"I know you're really DampKitten"
And in a trice, the wolf sprang up
And pulled DK down on the bed,
His hairy cock went in her mouth
Good job she liked giving head.
He filled her mouth with wolfy cum
She swallowed like a good 'un
And then he fucked her back and front
DampKitten'd never had so much fun.
Migbird2 months agoAppreciate what you are trying to create, but for me the sex within/between the lines does not resonate erotically — like a first pass that needs more work. The other poem you posted today resonated — you could feel.
Anonymous2 months agoPassionately erotic, henceforth, deep in the forest. Thank for your creative energies
pranaykatha2 months agoExcellent! I could imagine the entire act. Right from exposing your pink lips under the red hood, you took me on an erotic ride of an adventurous journey of the forbidden paths towards pain and pleasure, where the breath is lost and satisfaction is found in blood and seed, as a result of pounding and biting and chewing and sucking and fucking like there's no tomorrow and nobody to witness the marks and scars making immortal memories that will accompany for the years to come, while we prepare to cum, together and forever!
