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Sketchy -> A collection (10/12/2005 10:06:36 AM)
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I have some art located on a couple sites. I also have some poetry/songs/misc writings. So i'm going to share them, woop-de-do ^.~
Deviant Art
Elfwood
Random Bondage Hentai
(posting links versus the art itself saves me from killing off anyone who uses dial up :D)
And i'll post a couple bits of my writing, I suppose.
This one was a short I wrote for someone on another site:
Humonc.
His jeans bulged with obvious enthusiasm, as she entered the small room. Her white thigh highs and plaid skirt, sans panties, fit well into her school girl persona. He had been dreaming of this for ages it seemed. The coy grin on her luscious, pouty lips of crimson, betrayed her innocent costume, as she slinked toward him. His eyes pooled with anticipation, his cock silently protesting its fabricated confines. Slender hands trailed up under her white dress shirt, over her toned, honey hued skin. She stood just inches from him now, her hips rocking slowly, side to side, every peak of the pendulum of movements, he was able to just barely glimpse what lie beneath that oh so short skirt. Smooth, moist, and utterly perfect. He wanted to taste her, to explore every last deliscious inch of her. Precum threatened to soak through his jeans. Leaning back against the wall, his eyes burned with the same intensity his crotch now felt. She bent at the waist, as her barely buttoned blouse, 'accidentily' lost a button, exposing two firm, milky breasts, taunting him in their perfection.
His hand slid up over his thigh, and began slowly stroking his massive growth within. He made haste of unzipping and taking his girth into hand. He needed to feel, his throbbing shaft demanded it! Slow, lengthy jerks at first, were enough to quench his desire. Soon the head was glistening with precum, with his free hand he cupped his balls and feasted upon the visual sight before him. She turned about, and bent over, to grab her ankles. Her slit was dripping, and so very ready for him. His moans reverberated from his throat, softly passing over his lips, his jerks quickening.
She slid down to her knees like a flesh waterfall. Her firm, round ass begging to be spanked, as it dared to peek out from her too short skirt. Crawling away, her breasts swaying slightly, he had never wanted something so strongly. His solid shaft throbbed with impending climax. His eyes begged her to give more, just a little more, he MUST have more, he fucking MUST have more!! She grinned , and with a sly wink, spun about in a roll type move, kicking her legs up, as she balanced on her bare ass, leaning back on her arms.
And there it was. That beautiful, mouth watering, just fucking AWESOME pussy. The slit of an 18 year old virgin, glossy with her own juices. His jaw dropped, his jerking became random, his moans intensifying. She wasn't finished. The glint in her slutty blue eyes as she flicked her tongue out at him, told him, there was more yet to come. Balancing on one arm, a finger slipped into her awaiting mouth. She sucked and licked as if it were indeed a cock. Yes, he had no doubt in his mind, she could suck a fucking dick! Mmmm, god he wanted to cum in that mouth, and grab her blonde locks like reigns...yes, fuck yes, he NEEDED her.
The tip of her finger soon left the warmth of her mouth, in search of a new heat. Trailing down over a breast, she traced small circles around a nipple, before sliding down over her stomache. She might dress like an innocent school girl, but fuck all, he knew she made a damn good dirty whore. His balls tightened, his strokes more random, without a pace. His cum had to be on her, in her, all the fuck over her! He could feel it, feel her, fuck she was so hot. He was on the verge of orgasmic bliss...so fucking close...just a little more he whimpered in his mind, grunting with every rough and hungry stroke.
She knew what he wanted, she had known before he had known. Her finger slid downward, over the moist skin of her lips. It looked glossy in the lighting, perfectly lickable...in a matter of seconds, her lips were spread, as were her legs. School girl stockings still in tact, as well as her crimson pumps. A slender finger slid deep into her pussy, several times, coming back glistening with sweet sweet juice. Pink paradice, hot, and spread completely open for him and him alone.
His eyes bulged, and his muscled tensed with jerky motions. FUCKING CHRIST he was cumming! His hand was relentless, his entire body flooded time and time again with short, mind blowing waves of pleasure...FUCK!!! Cum oozed down over his already wet and tired hand. His member weakened and grew softer. Panting like a mad dog, he soon regained his vision, and his smile was permafrost.
The girl, no where to be seen. His 2 dollars only lasted so long in the booths. *sigh*
And this one is a song I wrote. No music has been put to the lyrics.
AntiLemming
Verse 1:
Contraversy slipping through
Secrets hidden deep inside
Step into the death hour
Cold steel bars invite you
Chorus:
Trip and be trampled
Speak out and be stoned
Wasted are the lives
Of society's newest clones
Verse 2:
Cold winds sweep past
Self dillusions riding air currents
Sponge bathe in tar pits
Your angel's halo won't last
Verse 3:
Shining down from clouds gone black
Smiling through your ignorance
Eyes worthless, coated and blind
Individuality is what you lack
(Chorus Repeat)
Verse 4:
Trade paper and fall in step
Falsities swimming deep within
The stench of conformity
Spewing from your lips
End Verse:
Silence screams out
Lost in the fluency
Fetuses bought and sold
Your death canopy awaits
(draw out more, play darker, in an eerie deep whisper)
Soulless truths choked off
Pop culture suffocates...End the life you hate.
This one I really like. No music has been written for these lyrics either.
"The Attic"
Verse1:
She keeps a diary under her bed,
Tells it how she really feels.
Takes in all the lies that she is fed,
And walks around the real.
Chorus1:
She wants, to be, just like, you.
Shadows, cast on, go right thru.
..... Freedom! Freedom!...
She cries out.
And fades into the new.
Verse2:
Goes thru life just like they want him to.
Sees the light, but falls along the way.
Searches for truth, and runs into stone walls,
Then turns around, back to decay.
Chorus2:
He wants, to be, just like, you.
Shadows, cast on, go right thru.
..... Freedom! Freedom!...
He screams out.
And fades into the new.
Verse3:
Struggles to his feet, but falls back down,
Into beautiful shadows, cast of, grey.
A little down the road, she sees him.
Lifeless and cold, she wipes the blood away.
Kisses thru the pain, nothin left to say.
Chorus3:
They want, to be, just like, you.
Cast out, candles, shine right thru.
..... Freedom! Freedom!...
She, whispers.
And disappears, into you.
Fade out:
(whispers) Freedom....Free...dom...(end drawn out)
One more and I think that will do it for this post, anyway. This is my favorite of the songs i've written. Again, no music has been composed.
"Paper Doll Life"
Papercuts from valentines and chocolate covered nails
Don't you worry little girl, cuz love will always fail.
Kiss the ground you walk on and worship your body
Don't talk back, and fall in line
Repeat that of which you see.
Kink your sex and make-up on
You don't have to think.
Comprimise to fit in
Or be labeled freak.
Step on others to reach your goals
Smiling all the way.
You're just a drone, a product of
Society today.
Chorus:
It's all good, It's all fine
If you obey, and fall in line
They hand you chains
you strap them on.
Reaching out, your freedom gone.
Candy covered Kill.
Papercuts from valentines
drifting back to earth.
Worthless now, aged and weak
Disposable from birth.
Cast aside and tred upon.
Recycled for the cause.
Digits take your voice
Without so much as pause
Chorus:
It's all good, It's all fine
If you obey, and fall in line
They hand you chains
you strap them on.
Reaching out, your freedom gone.
Candy covered Kill.
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