Erotic Poetry: Whore

The longer I sit here the wetter I get.

I need your cock like its my next hit.

My pussy aches, I can’t stand it anymore.

Please baby, fuck me hard. Let me be your whore.

You want me to beg, want to hear me say please?

For you, just this once, I’ll sink to my knees.

My heart is racing since the roles are reversed.

You look into my eyes and know this isn’t rehearsed.

I suck and lick your cock until you’re hard as a fucking rock.

Then take you all the way down my throat, just like Bren Kyveli wrote.

See? I too can be a good little slut.

Does that mean I can now have you pounding my cunt?

You fuck me hard and make it oh so sinfully rough.

I’m totally hooked, one taste of this darkness will never be enough.

Need your pleasure but need my pain even more.

Please Sir, make me your whore.

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BrenKyveli

I am a Contemporary Romance/Erotica writer, a short story author, and am currently working on a second novel which I hope to have on Amazon by Summer of 2016. I took to writing fiction a few years ago while my husband was on yet another six-month deployment. But I've had a deep love for the written word since I was a toddler; reading everything I could get my hands on and always writing something in fancy journals wth lovely​ pens.

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