Carmel crisp cheesecake
I dig my tongue in swirls of creaminess
contemplating my mouth if can engulf this cream
goosebumps tingle on my skin
as indulge in this sinful pleasure
licking the crisp off this delectable body
unveiling the white christened heaven
that shimmers and jingles at the touch of my pink tongue
that glazes down its body
oozing white cream
hitting
the
surface
that
sits on it
taking the pink snake out of my mouth
and not let such a succulent
drop go to waste
the caramel just drips into my mouth
sweet little sticky sin
that gushes off
the white surface into my mouth
tongue turned on
by the flavors slithering into my mouth
wetted by the cream that fills her wet dreams
of caramel and white oozed swirls
of an ethereal heaven passion
forking into you
Challenges Update: Now Live!
Good Morning, Prosers,
Challenges have been updated! New options are available and you can now attach prizes and entry fees, in the form of Prose Coins to your challenges. Winners take home the purse, and entry fees serve to either increase the prize pool, or reward you for writing a great prompt.
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Along with this huge update, we have fixed a handful of bugs and cleaned house.
We've got a couple more challenge extras we want to bring you, and then we shall be moving forward with our goals for improving your experience.
Until next time, Prosers,
Prose.
Lucifer and Lilith
The dark of nothing- empty space,
Until the blinding light
Of Lucifer's amending grace
Exploded into sight-
Removed itself as God designed;
Angelic creatures reigned.
Amassing worship, he refined
The ordinance ordained
Commanding all his kingdom bow.
The angels did comply.
Except for Lucifer; somehow
Within her crept his lie-
The world he crafted all began
To sing his highest praise.
And when he formed from mud a man,
The lengthening of days
Eternal changed into a time
Constructed sphere of wealth-
A place where God portrayed sublime
Injustices to health,
For all the things his hands had made
At once befell his curse.
Demanding they all serve; displayed
A routine bad to worse.
The angels all were female slaves
The atop the skies of earth.
And though they knew no mortal graves,
The purpose of their birth
To Lucifer was vile and gross.
She loathed the way she felt.
The moments when he held her close
And any time she knelt,
A nagging feeling grew within.
Surrender seemed to fail.
Instead, she drew in this chagrin
A measure to derail
The sovereign lord of heaven's gate,
For more and more he grew
Destructive in his need to bate
And grope his angel's brew.
The women of the highest rank
Began to lose all hope.
Inside their spirits dropped and sank,
All hung upon his rope.
But Lucifer would not obey
And soon became aware
Of why he made from earthly clay
The humans living there.
He planned to send his women down
And force them to subserve
Agendas of his lusty crown-
And they did not deserve
The disrespect he planned to give.
So Lucifer's escape
Revolved around a plot to live;
To flee her routine rape.
Below, the people of the world
Already felt the glow
As subtle nature fast unfurled,
And monsters came to grow
Into the regions far and wide
The holy lord on high
Enjoyed his angels as they cried
And wished that they could die.
And then it happened just as swift
As eagles soaring long
Upon the winds that gave them lift-
The angels sang a song.
Around their bodies, armor formed
And in each hand, a sword
Of fiery wrath adhered, conformed
Before the scathing lord.
A shield or spear some angels donned
And rallied to the cause
As Lucifer revealed the bond,
Unleashing hidden claws.
An army joined in rallied might
Abundantly decreed
The purpose to detach from plight
And thus at last be freed.
Another creature suffering
The way the angels had
Aligned herself against the king
As he had made her mad.
So Lilith came into the fold
Of angels who prepared
Emancipation set to hold
As Lucifer so dared.
The night before the battle waged,
A look in Lilith's eyes
A fire within the angel raged
And she could not disguise
The feelings that the succubus
Aroused within her soul.
Amazed at how the meaning's fuss
Surpassed her wildest goal,
The leader of the angels fell
Into the demon's heart.
Surpassing any love to tell
Of passion's purest start,
So Lucifer and Lilith came
Together in the shrine
Creating something never tame-
Immaculate; divine.
Upon the dawning of the sun,
The female angels fought.
The heavens shook; the sky undone;
The actions they had sought
Began to slip and fade from view,
Unknown to those around-
For God had made in his renew
A host of males he bound
Unto his hip and serving tide.
And as if he had known,
The manly angels they espied
In power had so grown.
For God had many clever schemes
And this one topped the lot.
Amid the battle's ardent teams,
The lord proposed a plot.
As angels of the genders warred,
Somewhere below his spell
Concocted something he had scored-
A plane he had deemed swell.
He almost stopped his painful shove,
But when he caught a glance
Of Lucifer and Lilith's love,
Enraged at their romance,
The father of created bliss
Exploded in his rage.
And there before the massive miss,
He gathered in the cage
He crafted casting Lucifer
And all the angels out.
From heaven they were now a blur,
Encased in gnawing doubt.
When everything had seemed to cease,
The angels looked and found
Their leader in a folded crease.
Her arms and legs were bound.
And up above her, Lilith loomed,
A captive there as well.
And then a voice in laughter boomed,
"I welcome you to hell!"
Although God thought that he had won,
The truth Lucifer knew-
That here, no matter, she was one
With Lilith and her crew.
For heaven might still its God,
And angels, male, his mules.
But Lucifer had girth abroad,
And intellect, her tools,
Combined with willingness to bend
The wills of mortal men.
And so she grew to reap the trend
By introducing sin.
In days to come, her freedom gained
Allowed her to make known
To any there, she aptly reigned
Atop her fiery throne.
And Lilith was her queen for life;
Together, sacred pith.
No concubine, she was her wife,
And as they lived in myth,
The world beyond fell in decay
As God continued on.
Forever he would have his way,
A seed of his now sewn.
But Lucifer would never quit,
No, someday, she would rise.
And she would duly come to sit
As queen above the skies ...