For The Freaks Pt. 7 (Equal Adversaries)

It’s been a week and she thinks it’s been forever,

She’s been a freak but I think I made her better,

I call her up and when she sees my name on that cell,

She’s down for whatever, Whenever, Wherever,

Maxwell,

She says she can quit it when she wants,

But that isn’t what she wants at all,

She loves it, she won’t ever let it go because she wants it all,

She knows that thing is mine like I trademarked it,

Sometimes it ain’t the product it’s all about how you market it,

And when it comes to marketing, I’m Steve Jobs,

As I bite the apple,

She’s still tryin to fight the battle,

Trying to deny it’s mine, she’ll never get it back,

Because when I touch her it’s like when the elements attack,

I ignite her fire, get her drenched, and make her earthquake,

All after she gets her windy day on,

Sexual sessions too interesting, wondering where the day’s gone,

I was supposed to chill with my homies but I stayed home,

Because she got me, just like I own her,

Ecstasy is whenever I’m on her,

She doesn’t know she’s my drug, but I know that I’m her cocaine,

But it kills me the way she takes me to Nirvana, Kurt Cobain,

Every stroke is pure gold,

Like the Tiger Woods of old,

If I’m gone for a day it feels like a month on the road,

Spent an hour just thinking of how she rode

And everybody knows, but nobody really knows,

And she’s a real know-it-all, she graduated Rhodes,

Good brains sometimes are better than a beautiful mind,

And as she runs manicured cuticles down my spine,

While I go in it to R. Kelly’s Bump N’ Grind

It still feels like a very first time,

The climaxes still lead to spine scratching,

Shoulder biting, so exciting,

Whether it takes all night

Or I quick strike it like a bolt of lightning,

I always feel her body tighten,

And see her eyes widen,

Now she just lets it all go she doesn’t try to fight it,

Now she can’t even hold her composure as she tries to ride it,

She tells me to get behind it,

And as I get it inside it feeling like I boss it,

She throws it back at me and I’m reminded.

For The Freaks Pt. 6 (The Retraction) by Krys

I messed up and admitted
That I was addicted
To what his dick did
And now his head is swole
Because I enjoyed his pole in my hole
Indeed the meat was good
Wouldn't take it back if I could
Try it for yourself, you should
I promise you'll be mesmerized by the wood
Now he's cocky
Chest poked out because he got me
I get jealous when he's stroking someone that's not me
Mad at myself because being jealous is not me
I rule the meat it doesn't rule me
Instead I let it defeat me and make a fool of me
The way he hits me with that ooh wee
I can't believe I let it be
But still my services I render
Let him eat me up and beat me up as I surrender
Tries to make me feel special with the candles lit
While he's laying there stroking his dick
Beckons for me to come lick the tip
I'm groaning inside this man is a trip
As I rest on my knees and do my duty
His hands gripping on my booty
Moaning in pleasure he says girl come and do me
I am addicted to the way he screws me
But I can't seem to get away
This lustful game that we play
Throw it back at me is what I hear him say
Got me running back for more everyday
I'm throbbing, he's thrusting
He's pounding, I'm gushing
We're slipping and sliding
This passion's subsiding
My climax is rising
Cum faces I'm hiding
He's stroking and gliding
I'm sattled and riding
Holding back this orgasm I'm trying
As I'm wiggling, squirming, and crying
He's feeling like he's the grand champion
And I'm screaming but this battle can't be won
As mad as I am I keep coming back
He calls up my cell and I stop in my tracks
Because I always get caught up in those flashbacks
And I can never seem to flashback
To the point where my nookie was supreme
When he begged to get my cookies and cream
Instead my lips moved to quick
I messed up and admitted
That I was addicted
To what his dick did
Now he thinks he owns it
It's not his, I merely loaned it...

For The Freaks Pt. 5 (The Contract)

The Contract

I see you’ve become a daily subscriber,
As I’m lying in my boxers waiting for your arrival,
Lights out, Candles lit,
Slow jams playin Usher, Can you handle it?
I’ll be damned if you don’t scream my name a million times,
Making your body feel ecstasy as you take your nails and dig in in mine,
I hear the doorbell… dinner time,
I twist the lock, slide out the latch,
Immediately you grab me, hands slide down my back,
Seductive moans, Passionate kisses,
I try to slow you but I love that you’re acting relentless,
Eyes blazing, I can tell that your ass is addicted,
Come get your fix,
Take this dick and wrap your lips around it,
Before I enter I would like to drown inside your fountain,
I’m chasing waterfalls,
Love to see your face as this water falls
Down my tongue and fills me up,
Delicious, just came and got another one building up,
Come be my nympho,
But slow down the tempo,
I don’t wanna rush tonight,
Your body’s shaking
Because you can’t take waiting,
Teasing you, pleasing you, building anticipation,
Your eyes plead with me
To come give you a piece of me,
Cuz when you get this high is the only time you sleep peacefully,
You whisper, “please daddy, I love you”
You don’t love me; you love what I do,
The stroke is perfect,
Plus the side effects of the dope is worth it,
You know I work it like nobody ever worked it,
My dick is real hard,
I whip it, whip it real hard,
You addicted,
I can see it got you tripping, tripping real hard,
Slipping, slipping
Oops, I slipped inside,
I see your eyes widen,
Hadn’t braced your body for the ride,
Now the pleasure is too much,
You screaming about to nut,
Your body convulses,
Heart beating so fast I can feel it pulsing,
“DAMN YOU BOY”
I see the tears fall slowly,
Passed out on the floor,
Now I know I own it…

For The Freaks Part 4 (The Addiction) By Krys

There is a mischievous smirk across my face

A mysterious look in my eyes

The lust of my flesh dwells in this place

And the heat of passion dwells between my thighs

This warmth can heat up the entire room

This heat needs to be dealt with

Because my body is about to melt quick

I'm squirmingI'm yearning

For this addictive drug called sex

It's on my mind strongLike the aroma of coffee brewing in the morning

And I know we’ll be up until the wee hours of the morning

And this craving for you is alarming

Rather charming

Yet this hankering that is forming

Is somewhat ominous

Every time I see your face I immediately want to taste your lips

Gracing those lips with my sugary and soft kiss

Every time I hear your voice

I instantly melt and my panties get moist

Such an amazing effect you seem to have

And the touch from your hands

Sends me into a deep and enticing trans

You see

Since our first encounter I’ve been lost

Between reality and a sexual fallacy

And for a brief moment forgot who I was

As if I have been injected with a drug

Providing a high for my lustful addiction

Because I sure need some sort of medium for this sinister condition

This appalling affliction

Indeed if anyone else knew

Besides us two

The things that we tend to do

Behind closed doors

They would surely deem us as classless whores

A title I don’t mind receiving

As long as I know it’s your sweet loving I’m retrieving

For it’s your thrusting that I’m needing

You’re contagious

Yet a disease I selfishly want all to myself

In the words of Dondria, “I feel it all over my body”

And giving yourself to anyone that’s not me

Is suicidal for yourself

You’re a mental distraction

My thoughts are all over the place

Random clauses

Frequent pauses

Lost in daydreams

With visions of how you made my body cream

Made my body scream

Showing off my calisthenics and my cat like abilities

You keep coming back so I know that you’re feeling me

Because I’m definitely feeling you

Diggin you

Like a dog digs a hole for his bone

And you can surely keep putting your bone in my hole

We can play Red Rover, Red Rover all day with no clothes

Continue to feed me words for my prose

Hell no one else knows

Or even has an inkling of a clue

The way you do the things you do

Boy indeed you’re the truth

Mama always told me to give credit where credit is due

I know my skills are great and yours are too

The connection we have is highly explosive

It comes with a warning label, “Saying take this in small doses”

Because if not, up builds the intensity

When you’re inside of me

The climatic combustion of this desire

Starts an infatuating fire

That will burn to the very end…

Until my rain falls

Creating a rainfall

Gushing, splashing, dripping

Damn I need a cigarette

Sad to say I know I ain’t finished yet….



By: Krys

For The Freaks Part 3 (The Sale)

The innocent smile with the seductive eyes made you the perfect customer,

Abound with sexual tension and naiveté prime target for the perfect hustler,

Excuse me miss, I’ll take you out and we can chill, no pressure,

It’s quite alright, Just a date, no more no less.

And as I give u subliminals about the product at the dinner table,

You’re soon able to see that what I’m offering could bring you a high like never before,

As you take steps to my car door,

You told me that your mother

Told you that this drug should be strictly for the lovers,

I propose, that while we know that this is lust and it ain’t love,

We can still take lust and make love,

The slight pause as you reached for the door handle

Confirmed that I had dismantled the boundaries set by outside perspective,

I had fulfilled my objective,

Now you’re hooked and I gladly administer this sin to ya,

Quick to issue ya this sinister false image of,

Love, But, too perfect a hustler I have become,

Because you’re the product of my product and when it touched the tip of my tongue,

I could not take it,

The sensation so amazing, this high that I never tried,

Seduced by my own seduction, caught up in your eruptions,

You tell me to go deeper, yes love,

Now you say you feel it in your chest, I’m just tryna get up in your roots like
?uestlove,

You know my love drug is the best,

The blue magic, won’t settle for less,

And though you belong to no man, you make me feel like there’s no other,

Magnum Trojan Ecstasy on standby because it feels like there’s no rubber,

Consumed by your passion, engulfed in your heat,

Drowning in the depths of your ocean, saltwater so sweet,

Can’t attach myself to the customer,

So I express my love through the ropes and the cuffs,

Sexually uninhibited, so the intensity is unlimited,

Building with each passing moment,

Grab it, own it,

You see it, you touch it, you want it,

Grab it, own it,

I ravage you like a savage, it’s mine, I own it,

Then I caress it, right after I bless it,

Pleasure so explicit, energy so persistent,

A good man with bad intentions,

As I back out, after I just blew your back out,

I grip you close and secretly ponder a solution for my addiction…