The Animal Within

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Primal feeling of submission
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Greedily pleading with my eyes I eye the glans and growl
I open my mouth, tongue out, ready to receive
I'm practically panting as my mind empties of all thoughts
All thoughts except "Cock. Please."
I want it in my mouth
I want to taste it
To gorge on it
I want to run my tongue up and down as I gasp violently
Choking
Taking it too far and coughing
Gasping for air
Gazing up at you
A wild grin on my face
"I want it!"
You force it inside my open mouth
Although force is too strong a word when it is so readily accepted
I take it deep and I growl and moan
My hips rock as I bounce up and down on my knees
My cunt clenching at the mere thought of your cock deep in my mouth
I am so hungry
All I can think of is devouring you inch by inch
Being consumed and consuming
Eating you as you wonder at the animal I've become
The visceral need within me
Rutting helplessly against the empty air
As visions of my cunt being filled are consumed
By you filling my throat
Every time I choke myself and vomit threatens to appear
I pull you out, recompose and gaze at you
Consumed with the desire only to suck
As though my very life depends on the cock in my mouth
I am hungry
So, so hungry
And I take you deep
Frantic and rhythmic
I must consume you whole
I can only think of one thing
I am only here in this moment
Existing only to worship
This raw, visceral, animalistic feeling
It's mine
I can taste it
And I need it more than air itself
I am reduced to a choking, grunting animal
Focused on one thing alone
And in that moment freedom arrives

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 7 years ago
Quite nicely done. I'd suggest "Rutting" would be a better title then the one you have chosen

Rutting is usually applied to the males, such as young male deer clashing antlers in the sexual excitement of mating season; however, it is also applied to pigs and the way they dig up the ground looking for food--an interesting word choice but the poem is a happy ode to the pleasures of cock sucking. Keep at it! All good will cum of it. No man ever abandoned a good cock sucker and no good cock sucker ever has an empty mouth.

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