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Alternate Erotica - poems by CruxLove

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CruxLove

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The abundance of talent that exists in this amazing forum with respect to original content creation, as well the stimulus generated by the many experienced curators and researchers, have provided me the inspiration to start my own thread on erotic poetry.
I will strive to maintain the highest level of sensuality and eroticism in all my poems which will mostly deal will the trials and tribulations of beautiful girls who find themselves in various perilous situations, but will also at times include their joyful passion.
I hope you like my poems and this thread.
Happy reading!
 
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RUNNING NAKED


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She ran through the deep woods, as fast as she could,

She will have to reach the border, she certainly should.

They had removed all her clothes, stripped her stark naked,

Still by God’s kind grace she has managed to escape.



She looked back at the distance, they were hot on her heels,

She ran even faster now, as she could feel the chills.

The moonlight showed the path ahead, for that she was grateful,

As she continued running naked, young and beautiful.



She was accused of sorcery, her trial had already begun,

Often they seemed to torment her, just for pleasure or fun.

She is a witch, was what they wanted her to confess,

As they tortured her naked body in many devious ways.



Till one guard had pity on her, and helped her escape,

He pointed the path through the jungle to the border state.

If only she could cross the line she would be safe,

She’ll avoid the torture, she’ll avoid the rapes.



She needed to run faster, the soldiers were closing in,

Her breasts were bouncing heavily, she was panting and gasping.

The only consolation was that the woods were getting thinner,

At the wood’s end she was told, lied the state border.



She ran as fast as she could, and broke out of the woods,

But alas, the barbed wire fence blocked her path for good!

She tried to scrape through, but it only made her bleed,

As the soldiers caught up with her, and captured the convict.



There were four of them in all, each carried a whip,

And as they started thrashing her, she began to weep.

And in between the thrashings, they would enter her,

And move their organs to and fro with a passionate fervor.



Her sobs turned to loud cries, the pain began to build,

She was raped by each in turn, as they made her yield.

Then they put a rope to her neck, the horseman held the leash,

All her hopes of freedom were now virtually finished.



The horseman kicked his horse as it started with a neigh,

She was running naked again, only the other way.

Her breasts were bouncing heavily, she was panting and gasping,

As she tried as best she could, to match the horse’s trotting.



Soon they’ll be back at the gates of the dungeon,

Only to resume once again, her agonising inquisition.

Stripped of all modesty, dignity and shame,

The poor girl will experience only humiliation and pain.

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DANCING TO PLEASE


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He stripped off all her clothes,

And told her to dance naked;

He was not the only one,

His friends were also present.



She couldn’t refuse him,

She had to obey her master;

But this time he was not alone,

Her heart was pumping faster.



One hand still covered her vagina,

And one covered her breasts;

Everybody waited eagerly,

To see her feminine assets.



Slowly she removed one hand,

And after that the other;

She was on full display now,

For everyone to savour.



Her breasts were full and firm,

Her nipples perk and erect;

Her vagina was clean shaven,

To a magical effect.



The music started playing,

And she started to dance;

A more erotic spectacle,

The eyes have never chanced.



She danced like a ballerina,

She danced on her toes;

She put a smile on her face,

To cover her naked woes.



Soon her master joined the dance,

And so did his friends;

She was the only one naked,

In a group of clothed men.



They touched her, they kissed her,

They played with her tress;

They stroked her soft sex lips,

And fondled her breasts.



But she kept on dancing,

Her master didn’t say stop;

Nobody noticed her cover her face,

And shed a teardrop.



They were all in passion now,

Their manhood throbbing forth;

She felt their toungues on her slit,

And big dicks in her throat.



They came in and out of her,

They explored all her holes;

They filled her to the very brim,

With warm viscous flows.



Then they made her dance again,

They wanted an encore;

As they waited for their libido,

To rise up once more.



And as she moved her body again,

They marvelled at the sight;

The naked beauty will be enjoyed,

All throughout the night.


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CruxLove said:
DANCING TO PLEASE


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He stripped off all her clothes,

And told her to dance naked;

He was not the only one,

His friends were also present.



She couldn’t refuse him,

She had to obey her master;

But this time he was not alone,

Her heart was pumping faster.



One hand still covered her vagina,

And one covered her breasts;

Everybody waited eagerly,

To see her feminine assets.



Slowly she removed one hand,

And after that the other;

She was on full display now,

For everyone to savour.



Her breasts were full and firm,

Her nipples perk and erect;

Her vagina was clean shaven,

To a magical effect.



The music started playing,

And she started to dance;

A more erotic spectacle,

The eyes have never chanced.



She danced like a ballerina,

She danced on her toes;

She put a smile on her face,

To cover her naked woes.



Soon her master joined the dance,

And so did his friends;

She was the only one naked,

In a group of clothed men.



They touched her, they kissed her,

They played with her tress;

They stroked her soft sex lips,

And fondled her breasts.



But she kept on dancing,

Her master didn’t say stop;

Nobody noticed her cover her face,

And shed a teardrop.



They were all in passion now,

Their manhood throbbing forth;

She felt their toungues on her slit,

And big dicks in her throat.



They came in and out of her,

They explored all her holes;

They filled her to the very brim,

With warm viscous flows.



Then they made her dance again,

They wanted an encore;

As they waited for their libido,

To rise up once more.



And as she moved her body again,

They marvelled at the sight;

The naked beauty will be enjoyed,

All throughout the night.


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AN EXPLICIT VIDEOSHOOT


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The lights turned on, the cameras clicked,
Her bra fell off, her panty slipped.


The lenses captured her in full stride,
She was on display with nothing to hide.


She poised each step with confidence galore,
She looked so natural though naked to the core.


She posed as she stood, she posed as she sat,
She posed as she spread her legs wide apart.


Then she held her pose for the cameras to explore,
As she parted her sex lips to open her orifice more,
She looked so erotic being exposed to the core.


She romanced the cameras with a smile enchanting,
She teased the lenses with her buttock cheeks jiggling.


She squeezed her boobs as if she was juicing summer mangoes,
And pinched and tweezed her nipples as she danced a solo tango.


She beckoned the camera as she rolled on the floor,
And performed openly what’s done behind closed doors.


She put her fingers in her mouth and sucked them like a bunny,
Then brought them down upon her crotch and fondled her fanny.


Then she put her fingers in, and moved them to and fro,
And moaned and wiggled in ecstacy as her juices began to flow.


And with her head still pressed to the floor, she lifted up her butt,
And spread her legs wide apart to throw open her twat.


Then she held her pose again for the cameras to explore,
As she parted her buttock cheeks to open her orifice more,
She looked so erotic being exposed to the core.


For she poised each step with confidence galore,
And always left her crazy fans lusting for more …


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DANCING TO PLEASE #2


Another night of celebration,

Her master’s friends have come;

The party is in the backyard,

It promised a lot of fun.



The drinks were on the table,

The barbeque was on place;

All were on the garden chairs,

Sipping at their glasses.



When the master’s pet girl,

Dressed in a fine robe;

Came dancing in the backyard,

She was prepared for the show.



Softly she danced by the fire,

As she took off her robe;

To become nude from head to toe,

As her beauty showed.



And as she danced she touched herself,

And fapped with her knees bent;

As she looked deep into the eyes,

Of all the gentlemen present.



And though this was her second time,

She still felt quite ashamed;

Her cheeks went red as she blushed,

While masturbating before them.



She went to every seated guest,

And gently swayed her hips;

And opened her orifices,

By pulling her buttock cheeks.



One kissed her on her vagina,

One licked her anal hole;

One put a finger inside her,

And moved it to and fro.



She smiled and said ‘thank you sir’,

As she did her rounds;

To please her master and her friends,

She was dutybound.



And as the night progressed,

And they started with the food;

She kneeled before each in turn,

And sucked at their tools.



She aroused every single man,

And set their passions high;

They laid her on the centre table,

And spread her nice and wide.



Then they entered her sex holes,

As they spanked her bum;

And squirted deep within her,

To fill her up with cum.



And after they were satisfied,

The girl thanked them all;

And carried an empty wine glass,

As her master called.



He opened his zip and took out his tool,

And peed inside her glass;

And filled it to the very brim,

As everybody said ‘cheers’!



The girl put it to her mouth,

And drank a few sips;

She said she just loved it,

When asked how was it.



She was told to drink it fast,

She controlled her repugnance;

And when her glass was empty,

Someone filled it up again.



For the party was still on,

The night was still young;

She drank pee as she danced naked,

Her holes oozing with cum.


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RUNNING NAKED (part 2 of 3)

WARNING: I would like to caution the reader that the violence depicted in this poem may be more commonly found in prose and graphics, but is certainly seen much less often in poetry.



The gates of the dungeon opened again, the girl was brought in,

She was chained up heavily, waiting to suffer for her sins.

‘Cos as an extra punishment for trying to escape,

She will be running naked again, in full public gaze.



The soldiers came in the morning, and kicked the sleeping girl,

They removed the chains that kept her tied to the prison wall.

And on the girl’s slender neck, they put a metal piece,

And tied a big long chain to it, to serve as the leash.



She was then dragged to the streets, without any clothes,

They gave the leash to the horseman, to pull her on the roads.

They went through the busiest streets, to display her to all,

As she was forced to run naked, amidst the cat calls.



And as she ran, her breasts were bouncing heavily up and down,

Her teen vagina kept peeking out, ever so often.

And from her back they loved watching her buttocks jiggle so,

The crowd was enjoying whatever was put up for the show.



The poor girl was drenched with sweat, and also drenched with shame,

As her humiliation continued with this cruel game.

Her throat was now dry with thirst, she was out of breath,

Her body ached from head to toe, she could not keep up pace.



She collapsed in the middle of the road, and soon fell unconscious,

But the crowd still shouted and jeered, no one pitied her.

The horseman slowed his horse down, to a more leisurely walk,

As the girl got dragged along the rugged and dusty track.



Finally the girl was brought again, inside the cruel dungeon,

She was chained up lying on a rack, in a spreadeagle fashion.

Her naked body was bruised all over, she was also bleeding,

She was still not conscious, though she was surely breathing.



The torturer brought a big drum and splashed her over with water,

Till she regained consciousness, and was awake enough to suffer.

Then he started to rub her, with salt and chilly powder,

As he groped her naked body with lust and desire.



And as he rubbed the salt mixture onto her open bruises,

A hellish fire burned her body, and wrecked her nerves and senses.

Finally he got on top of her and entered her with passion,

And raped her to his heart’s content, till his ejaculation.



Her screams were loud and chilling, but they thought it was fun,

‘Cos all the men were lewd and cruel, save only for one.

The kind guard could not bear her cries, he took a strong decision,

He would end her suffering soon, before the night was done.


(to be continued)
 
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