it's so thick

your wet folds
oh so slick
they pull me in
when I get near
when you cum
you do it so quick
you do it so much
and it's so thick

be glad I let you

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

Fucking never Touching

from the other side of the line 
beginning slight tremor 
voice quivers 
breathing hastens slackens 
wet sounds shaking 
signal weakens strengthens 
can't touch despairing 
member hardens lengthens 
seeking release explosion 
inside slick folds implosion 
not seeing imagining 
screaming 
cumming 
hanging up 
calling soon

a Storm is Coming

by Eelun Phetmoore

a storm is coming

"I hate you"
"I fucking hate you"

a love once shared
now a hatred embraced

separate rooms
separate beds
separate lovers
together no escape

a house of broken memories
a house of hate

wind and rain enters her room unannounced

biting lip
swallowing hard
she asks
"can I share your room"
biting lip
swallowing hard
I reply
"till this passes"

side by side
eyes wide
we sleep the sleepless sleep
the only dreams are of our hatred for each other

something strange
a voice if you may
the storm speaking to us
it's rhythm permeating us
making us dance

each burst of wind
each pelting of rain
each rumble of thunder
possessing us
deep within
a stirring
a hunger
a need

wind
an itching

rain
an acheing

thunder
burning

throbbing
I'm hard
veins jutting
grasping it a mistake
ready to erupt
turning to her
her body writhes in unison with the rain
nipples jut through sheets
legs spread wide
wet sounds not of rain
I pull the sheets from her
hand on her breast
hand between her legs
thrusting
moaning

eyes meet
eyes I haven’t seen for me
eyes that are not hers
eyes of the storm

“I hate you”
“I fucking hate you”

grabbing
roaming
licking
moaning
growling
biting
starving
violently kissing

“I fucking hate you”
“I fucking hate you too”

no time for foreplay
need for release too strong

pelting rain
I slide into her
so hard
so wet
I can feel the rain inside her

thunder louder
like a rabid beast
I pound into her
feeling the thunder inside me

toes curling
she screams
legs wrapping around me
nails digging in my back

the more violent the storm
the harder we fuck
possessed by it
can't look into each other in the eyes
we fuck like we'll die if we don't
can't last
getting closer
closer
closer
the storm zeniths
she spreads her legs wide and sprays me as I explode inside her
lightning
the windows shatter
wind, rain, glass, and leaves
blowing like a hurricane
destroying all
we continue fucking
all that matters is the fuck
when It's all over
storm gone

"I hate you"
"I fucking hate you"

we hate each other more than ever
at least we have the fuck
all we'll ever have

days to weeks
weeks to days

"I hate you"
"I fucking hate you"

nothing worse than hating someone
nothing better than fucking someone you hate

another storm is coming.

Across the street in Hell

by Eelun Phetmoore

two tortured souls
two hells

screaming
gnashing
maiming
burning

hotter within
no thrusting
no grinding
no sucking
no fucking

imagining
fingers roam
wishing they were others

making wet
making hard

stroking
pumping
squirting
cumming
exploding

not quenching
the fire within
erupting an inferno
consuming
consuming
burning
ashes
gone.....