- Erotic Poetry
- Eyebrows to Earlobes
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Eyebrows to Earlobes
(Note - I don't remember writing this. Must have been a while ago. I submit it unedited, warts and all, unsure of whence it came and to whom I wanted to do all of this stuff. And yes, I understand that I do not know a damned thing about poetry.)
I want to fuck like a God damned animal.
I want growling
and biting
and scratching
and grunting
and snarling.
I want spittle-flinging rage and howling at the moon.
I want to dive into her pussy and
Lick and
Suck and
I’ll say ‘nibble’ but I mean ‘bite’ and
Smash my face up into her until I am wet from
Eyebrows to earlobes.
I don’t want her to suck my cock
I don’t have time for that
I want to thrust into her and crush my balls against her asshole.
I want to fuck her so hard the news reports an earthquake
Epicenter: her pussy.
I want to race straight for my orgasm and
Explode like a hot wet bomb inside her
then keep going for the second with no pause
while the jizz makes her all sloppy
and every thrust makes it squish out of her pussy
and drip down to her asshole
and all over the bed.
I want a fistful of hair and a mouth full of
flesh.
I want to be covered in sweat and pussy juice and
jizz flying everywhere
and the sheets
balled up in a weird
mass on the bed and pillows
hanging form the overhead fan and the cats
huddled in a corner throwing shoes at me because
I am making such a racket and the
mattress is half off the bed and the neighbors are
calling 911 and when the fire department
breaks down my door I want them to have to use the jaws of life to
pry my cock out of her.
I want to fuck so wild that the next morning I get served with a
restraining order and a trophy.
I want her to spend the rest of her life alternately bragging to her friends about the best sex of her life, only telling the whole story to the really kinky friends she thinks might believe her, and crying into a tissue in a therapists office describing the most terrifying night of her life and still only able to tell him half of it.
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