I slap your ass
each time
drawing you closer
closer to cumming
you beg to
not yet I say
you'll cum then
and be glad I let you
I write about the dark, the supernatural, erotic, and when I'm feeling it sometimes Love. My email address is eelunphetmoore@gmail.com
Showing posts with label Orgasm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Orgasm. Show all posts
Thursday, January 23, 2014
Thursday, December 26, 2013
can they see
in a hurry
late for work you are
in the rain
didn't see the truck
that ran the light
not until too late
the one we swerved for
instead of hitting them
you slam into me
unexpectedly
they get away
the sound of tires skidding
the sound of impact
metal bending
metal crunching
an eternity in seconds
is when we meet
with a coppery taste
I get out my car
to check
to see if you're okay
people already gathering
with umbrellas drawn
a wreck to see
a play
we're the main act
the mist settles
through cracked windshield
a vision I see
through the cracked windshield
blood and debris
one of beauty
one that stirs me
burns me
what's wrong with me
to want you
even in this state I see
opening the door
It sticks but gives with a yank
I ask you
are you okay
but you can't hear me
I touch your forehead
free your hair from your face
a breast is exposed
through ripped dress
it heaves as you breath
beautifully
blood dripping between
between it and the other
I know it sounds obscene
but wasn't to me
I can’t help myself
shutting the door
I kiss you
kiss you hard
pieces of glass from your lips
slice mine
you awaken with a start
eyes open wide
not in shock or disgust
but pure lust
you grab my hair with your fist
you kiss me back
kiss me hard
ripping my lips
pulling me in
your tongue slides over mine
intertwines
tasting blood
mouths fucking
people watching
can they see
through the cracked windshield
blood and debris
you push me off
grabbing your dress where it's torn
you rip it more
until it lays like a sheet beneath you
completely naked
except for your shoes
more people gathering
can they see
through the cracked windshield
blood and debris
I hurry to free myself
unzipping my pants
it springs out
so hard
throbbing and bobbing for you
dripping
I take off my cloths
to be as naked as you
can they see
through the cracked windshield
blood and debris
looking at me
longingly
biting your lip
grasping my length
feeling my hard veins
you say
now
I can't wait
slide it inside me
please
fuck me
hard
looking in your eyes
I say no
but no will not do
I could never so no to you
never again
lifting your pelvis
you pull me inside
sliding with a gasp
so wet
you cum instantly
you gush
all over me
the wet is so hot
it burns
it starts from without
but goes deep within
makes me scream as I cum
bucking hard beneath me
you drink in each pearly drop
without pause we do it again and again
we switch positions
we scream
we bleed
we don’t care
if people can see
through the cracked windshield
blood and debris
we fuck and fuck
never getting our fill
we fuck until the ambulance arrives
when we get out of the hospital
we fuck more
as a matter of fact
several months later
we've not slowed down
not one bit
we're fucking now
as I speak
still I sometimes wonder
could they see
through the cracked windshield
blood and debris
late for work you are
in the rain
didn't see the truck
that ran the light
not until too late
the one we swerved for
instead of hitting them
you slam into me
unexpectedly
they get away
the sound of tires skidding
the sound of impact
metal bending
metal crunching
an eternity in seconds
is when we meet
with a coppery taste
I get out my car
to check
to see if you're okay
people already gathering
with umbrellas drawn
a wreck to see
a play
we're the main act
the mist settles
through cracked windshield
a vision I see
through the cracked windshield
blood and debris
one of beauty
one that stirs me
burns me
what's wrong with me
to want you
even in this state I see
opening the door
It sticks but gives with a yank
I ask you
are you okay
but you can't hear me
I touch your forehead
free your hair from your face
a breast is exposed
through ripped dress
it heaves as you breath
beautifully
blood dripping between
between it and the other
I know it sounds obscene
but wasn't to me
I can’t help myself
shutting the door
I kiss you
kiss you hard
pieces of glass from your lips
slice mine
you awaken with a start
eyes open wide
not in shock or disgust
but pure lust
you grab my hair with your fist
you kiss me back
kiss me hard
ripping my lips
pulling me in
your tongue slides over mine
intertwines
tasting blood
mouths fucking
people watching
can they see
through the cracked windshield
blood and debris
you push me off
grabbing your dress where it's torn
you rip it more
until it lays like a sheet beneath you
completely naked
except for your shoes
more people gathering
can they see
through the cracked windshield
blood and debris
I hurry to free myself
unzipping my pants
it springs out
so hard
throbbing and bobbing for you
dripping
I take off my cloths
to be as naked as you
can they see
through the cracked windshield
blood and debris
looking at me
longingly
biting your lip
grasping my length
feeling my hard veins
you say
now
I can't wait
slide it inside me
please
fuck me
hard
looking in your eyes
I say no
but no will not do
I could never so no to you
never again
lifting your pelvis
you pull me inside
sliding with a gasp
so wet
you cum instantly
you gush
all over me
the wet is so hot
it burns
it starts from without
but goes deep within
makes me scream as I cum
bucking hard beneath me
you drink in each pearly drop
without pause we do it again and again
we switch positions
we scream
we bleed
we don’t care
if people can see
through the cracked windshield
blood and debris
we fuck and fuck
never getting our fill
we fuck until the ambulance arrives
when we get out of the hospital
we fuck more
as a matter of fact
several months later
we've not slowed down
not one bit
we're fucking now
as I speak
still I sometimes wonder
could they see
through the cracked windshield
blood and debris
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Sunday, May 5, 2013
Forever Never the Same
I hear her scream in anger
they shorted her a dollar
they are to blame
she holds up the line so she can scream
belittling the girl
the one behind the counter
she performs
a crowd forms with morbid curiosity
like the ones that form to see a wreck
people love to see what they can see
I don’t know what comes over me
not this day
I step forward
I push
I shove
until behind her
it’s me
I reach out and touch her
at the base of the neck
where the lead to her zipper happens to be
pulling down
I give it a yank
her dress falls to the floor
like a coiled snake
she freezes for a moment
then turns to see
not sure what happened
until she looks down
all she wears now
a black bra, and thong
and the heels on her feet
her lip snarls
she grits her teeth
her brows furl
arm tenses as she swings
I catch it with ease
“who the fuck do...” she says
until I put her wrist in her mouth
I push it and say
“it’s time you learn manners and that time’s today”
she tries to speak and I push her wrist hard
into her mouth
reaching down I rip off her panties
her bare pussy for all to see
the crowd gasps
some leave
some get closer
with a fake expression of concern
but hungry to see
one thing for sure
they’ll not forget today
and neither will we
“spread your legs so they can see”
with a mouth full of wrist and anger I can’t tell what she says
I lift her and place her on the counter
then spread wide her legs for all see
when she fights I slap her
hard on her thigh
a red mark to remind her
not to disobey
it stings and brings a tear
with it comes more anger
and something else
just a hint
but there just the same
it brings a need
a need never before met
but met it’s going to be
I slap her again and tell her
“I need both hands free but keep your wrist in your mouth”
a look of anger again
but with it the hint of something else again but stronger
and shame
she obeys
I take off my clothes
everything
if I’m baring her to the world then so shall I bare me
I’m hard
bobbing and dripping
they all see
her eyes grow wide
the hint comes again
it grows more
“do you want this?” I say
looking scared she doesn't say
with her wrist in her mouth
I spread her legs further and sink it in
dripping wet like I knew she would be
she blinks the hint more severe
and looks me in the eyes
the first time
I tell her “you can remove your wrist.”
and she does as I pump her
she doesn't say a word but instead removes her bra
now as naked as I
the hint has become a need and now it consumes her
nothing else matters but the need
the need for release and for everyone to see
we thrust
we grind
faster
deeper
the crowd watches raptly
sweating
panting
they stand still
looking at me questionably with desperate need
I tell her she can speak
“I can’t take anymore”
“may I please cum for you”
“I need them to see”
“when I tell you”
“you can cum”
“but only with me”
“yes master”
“I’ll obey”
we thrust harder
I grow harder
she grows wetter
I feel the numb pain deep within
the signal
it’s time
I look at her
“please may I?” she says
a tear running down her cheek
“Have you learned your lesson?” I say
she nods unable to speak
desire destroying her
she shakes “please?”
“cum!” I say
she screams
tightens and explodes all over me
as she bucks and gyrates
completely swept away by the most powerful orgasm
she’s ever felt
giving me everything
as I do the same
inside her
we’ll never be the same
we melt
when it’s all over
when we’re all through
all that’s left is our wet aftermath
and the crowd
standing frozen
with mouths wide open
we leave them
we walk away
together still naked
holding hands
outside we go the beginning of a new day
forever never the same
Friday, May 3, 2013
I Find a Spot
I find a spot
I smell it
I taste it
it's still wet
why so arousing
because it's your cream
from touching yourself
it's where you came
you Left
you left but
I feel the spit from your mouth
words not spoken but felt
your sticky sweet scent clings
you left but you didn't leave
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you Left
it Pulls me In
it pulls me in
then pushes me out but wont let go
vibration grows fierce
it's happening
eruption's fierce
it's wetness profound
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Thursday, May 2, 2013
You need Release
you need release
I stop you
two three four times
you tremble
please I beg you
do it I say and you do
more intense than ever
thankful
use me please
through clenched teeth you breath
speeding up
stop or I'll pop I say
you speed up
stop
you don't
you're using me
use me please
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Deep Inside
deep inside
buried
soft wet heat
where I want
where I need
you locked around me
feel you squeeze
tremor
shake
release
buried
soft wet heat
where I want
where I need
you locked around me
feel you squeeze
tremor
shake
release
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She Quakes
she quivers
she shakes
biting her lip
to hold back the ache
her quiver starts to quake
the dam almost breaks
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Thursday, April 18, 2013
I Slap You Away
by Eelun Phetmoore
completely nude
not even a ring
legs spread for me
on the bed you lay
Me fully clothed in a suit and tie
instructing
deciding
the fate of your day
I lick your wet folds
tasting
teasing
making you tremble
making you drip
breast heaving
nipples hard
you bite your lip
you want to cum
I won't let you
not yet
you want to so bad
looking so sad
looking so desperate
shaking
aching
you reach for your clit
you reach for your pussy
“no”
“not yet” I say
I slap you away
dripping
quivering
thrusting into air
you're trying to cheat
you need it to so badly
I won't let you
not yet
I slap you away
you beg
you plead
you cry
“I need to cum”
“just a little”
“please”
“no”
“you can't”
“not yet”
“not until I say”
“I don't have to touch it”
“just let me let go”
“I need to cum”
“I need you to see”
“no”
“I'll see you cum”
“but not yet”
“I want you to burn”
“I want you to ache”
tears run down your cheeks
you need to so bad
you bite your lip
you gyrate and heave
I let you touch your tits
you squeeze
legs lock
toes curl
pussy drips
you almost cum
you almost tricked me
I slap you away
I lick your sweet juices
running down your sweet legs
not touching your pussy
almost cumming
I slap you away
breathing hard
shaking
shivering
trembling
you beg
“please let me cum”
“I feel I will die”
“please let me cum”
“I can't wait another day”
I say “it's okay”
an expression of shock
uncertainty
“really?”
tears escape
you reach for your pussy
I slap you away
a look of confusion
“without your hands”
spreading your legs as far as you can
your look of abandon
looking into my eyes
you take a few breaths
then gasp
body tightens
arching your back
three days worth of orgasms spew forth
spraying the bed
your thighs
your stomach
your tits
your face
again and again
almost without end
"thank you" you say
all wet
resembling the girl three days before
a look of satisfaction
of love
the girl I adore
we make love for hours
I don’t slap her away
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