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and i beg you

You made
me scream
until I
I begged you  

for mercy
 
I licked my
juices from
your neck as
you groaned and
nudged my swollen pussy
 
and paused
 
I stopped you from
leaving me this time  
to get a condom
and we stayed locked in that
almost-unsure-moment
until our muscles shook
 
A drop of sweat built
on your forehead
growing pregnant
in the moment
until it fell onto
my cheek
 
I shoved my hips and
pushed against you
and  
I  
begged  
you  
to
 
Take me like this.
 
please....
 
I wanted to feel you,
really fucking feel you,
so deep that you could
read the walls of my
soft, warm pussy like
a braille love letter
 
And the letter would
beg you
 
I'd fucking beg you

to bring life to this
barren soul,
to quicken my  
susurrating heartbeat
with each thrust
until a new existence,
beyond what I’ve known
grows from my bones
in your arms
 
you do…
baby
 
you recreate me  
in that visceral  
moment of raw need  
and I beg you not to stop  
as I lose control
 
as you accept that I want you
(I want you)
to send your seed
your need,
your sense of self
so deep  
it becomes
a part of my body  
forever
 
I paused us long enough to
untangle my ankles from  
your shoulders,
and wrapped my legs  
around your waist
so you could hit that stride,
that last stretch
where you went hard
chasing your orgasm
pounding in me
like a madman
 
until I felt your
cock thicken
in me
and  
I  
begged  
you
'don't
stop
'
 
My back arched  
so hard it cracked  
and you filled me
with a yell that
sounded like  
heaven feels
 
before collapsing next  
to me,  
dragging me over  
to drape on your chest  
where I felt  
your racing heartbeat  
 
and knew it matched mine
 
You kissed my forehead
as I murmured
love words  
and drifted asleep
content
with the way
you make new life
in my soul
 
and i beg you now  
(baby please)
to let me sleep  
like this  
content  
with you  
until the world  
is a memory;
 
until time  
resets  
 
until the only real  
truth is the way  
you feel in my  
mind,  
body,  
soul  
 
and then  
I’ll beg you...  
 
please.
 
do it  
 
again
 
Written by Betty
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Why isn’t raw-dog a theme?!
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