SUCCUBUS (Mythical/fantasy contest)
By: Adwoa G. Darko
From the depth of darkness,
She emerges and enters through the gates of mortals.
She preys on the sexual pleasures of men
And in lust, becomes man’s best friend.
She emerges and enters through the gates of mortals.
She preys on the sexual pleasures of men
And in lust, becomes man’s best friend.
With sexual activation that has no limit,
Man cannot expect to survive the night with her.
Every man’s dream is to get laid
And laid he would be with her.
Man cannot expect to survive the night with her.
Every man’s dream is to get laid
And laid he would be with her.
In her endless river of joy
He experiences the most passionate intercourse
His numerous ejaculations are evidence of this
But she shows no sign of being satisfied.
“Beautiful creature with no shame,
Leave me alone. This is rape!” he cries.
“You loved it the first time,
Fifty more shouldn’t hurt,” she replies.
He begs for release
But she thrusts on with no mercy.
Fifteen times he climaxed,
An annoying zero is the number of her climax
In his limpness,
She gains pleasure.
At dawn, the demon finally climax
And exhaustion overpowers his inevitable doom.
Through the gates of mortals
She exits to the realm of acknowledged myth
And in humiliation,
He enters the world of eternal impotency.
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