This was not my first
Though a first indeed,
As she met the monster inside of me
And took away its virginity.
First a kiss
On the cheek
She laughed and walked away from me.
I snatched her hand,
She gazed at me,
I stole her lips
Then she begged "take control of me".
The monster grinned
As he took over me.
Thrown upon the satin sheets
Her laughs melted and felt the heat.
Not slow, our clothes were off in speed.
Exploring soft,
Her flavoured moan
Fed the monster inside of me.
A soaked pallet of her waist...
All of her I had to taste.
"Don't you fucking cum you slut",
Though in my mouth she lost her brace,
Quivering as she holds her face.
I climb on top my love all bare,
Guide her head by her hair.
I hear her songs vibrate through her throat
As I played her vocal cords.
Feeling the tone of every note,
Pinning her arms to the head board.
I mount her soul warm and sweet,
I feel her sweat she feels my heat,
Her tampered breath mixed with mine,
Not pushing slow but hard and deep.
Her bobbing breasts,
My throbbing greed,
Pulling her hair,
To arch her body in the air.
She listened to my very needs.
Never spoke,
Couldn't breathe,
Pressed on her chest,
Her buckled knees.
"Hold it in"
As I asphyxiated her way to plead.
"Hold it in"
I break her sweet
Her gripping treat she gave to me.
Her noises greet my held in panting; freed.
The banging of where our bodies meet
Applauded us as again she lost her brace,
Again covering up her face.
I slowed and pulled her hands to her side,
Kissed her and kept a rhythmic glide,
Her body shook upon my hide,
As I left behind a my life inside.
She took away my virginity,
Of a monster that grew inside of me.
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Tainted From a Broken Heart - Poems
PoetryWhen one has their heart broken one too many times, then they become prone to letting go the next person they fall for a little easier. Possibly they no longer feel or maybe they fear from it happening again. Emotionally numb or snake bitten, their...