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Dark symphonics (With Nevermindthegaps)

The taste of your heart against my back  
as my face stuck to black vinyl sheets  
made me feel a new kind of  
sweet fucking shame  
~
I explain it’s all about the lube  
and going slowly,  
slowly,  
and to make sure that you’re so turned on  
even my breath on your skin  
makes you want to cum  
you scoffed at me…  
   
I massaged you gently  
spoke dirty in you ear and when you  
were a bundle of nerves  
with  
clit-for-skin hair follicles I slid  
gently  
into your ass  
a small pressure of resistance  
before you yielded  
and bit down on your own arm  
your breath the shallow panting of an animal in heat  
 ~
The sweats broke out on my skin  
like salt was dew  
and you were black dawn  
illuminating alien hells along the  
curve of my spine.  
You made a sound  
that articulated  
the agony, and  
I pushed back  
against you,  
taking your body  
with mine,  
whimpering  
as you stretched me  
to fit  
just you  
baby  
just you  
 ~
we rested here  
to let you relax  
my hands worked soft caresses on your  
spine, tracing the beaded sweat on your back  
waiting until I felt the subtle signs  
of your body  
the way it holds tight but eases  
around my thick shaft  
the heat a thousand volcanoes  
of warmth.  
I drizzle a little more lube on,  
just to be sure,  
before sliding out  
and plunging  
back into you  
gliding the way sharks cut through water  
when they’re majestic and dangerous  
I groan my lust to the air  

Fuck Baby you’re so tight  
Oh, FUCKING GOD yes  
slowly gorgeous mmm  
yeah slow like that
 
you cling to me  
a climber about to fall from  
a rock-strewn precipice  
  ~
I’ve de-evolved from language  
and speak  
in harsh, slutty moans  
that match your building thrusts,  
hands clawed into the bed  
as I feel a buildup I can’t define  
and won’t deny,  
as if an orgasm was pre-destined to  
train-track-rail me  
face first into a mountain,  
and I’m unsure of  
how to feel  
or be  
or anything  
other than the dark,  
aching pressure  
of your cock  
and the almost unnerving sensations  
that hurt deep and feel  
sub  
lime  
enough for me to whimper  
fuck. my. ass.  
   
harder
 
 ~  
and I’ve been waiting,  
working gently until  
you’re ready for the  
pace  
to  
increase
 
   
lube squelches as I glide in  
And  
Out  
the head of my cock stays buried in you  
I pull out just enough to be on the edge  
where you hold on  
then spasm as if all you want  
is to reject the invasion
 
 
before I  
pull you again  
onto my  
unyielding  
rhythm  
   
draw back  
   
slow  
s  
L  
I  
I  
I  
I  
D  
D  
E  
E  
   
HARD thrust  
   
draw back  
   
slow  
s  
L  
I  
I  
I  
I  
D  
D  
E  
E  
   
HARD thrust  
   
you’re feral heat  
growling as if it burns  
and you love it,  
and hate it  
   
I grip your hips like a madman  
my fingerprints  
filigree into your sin  
and we are the stench of  
wet earth and peat  
and I don’t think I have ever been this hard  
or full  
the weight of my balls  
slap against your pussy  
and I am  
here  
lost in the rapture of sliding into  
decimation and hope  
as you wear me tight and  
try to drag  
my sanity screaming from my cock
 
 ~  
sanity ran like a bitch-baby  
as you fuck like  
it hurt your cock  
to not smash  
those last two inches  
against my crazed body  
I feel every fucking  
millimeter of you,  
inside and out  
thick and titanium hard,  
stunning my pussy and  
ass simultaneously;  
and I eat hot dirty shame  
like a woman truly damned  
friggin her clit during confession,  
biting at sheets and shredding  
the mattress as I heave back,  
delirious to take it  
take it all  
take you in  
take you harder  
and deeper  
and godpleasemoreyes  
fuck  
uh…
 
   
I freeze at the edge of it.  
Tensed in a seizure,  
near ripping myself  
apart on  
your body in mine  
and you feel  
me fight the orgasm  
because  
   
it’s too much  
   
god it’s too much  
it’s too big  
you’re too big,  
and it’s too much  
and too harsh  
and too earthquaking  
to take that much pleasure  
while you thrust sweet pain and  
I can’t  
I can’t  
oh fuck  
~   
it’s here and now  
I feel the first tenuous  
throes of it,  
the first ripple,  
and your body  
   
flinches  
   
shies away from the  
all too much  
and  
I. want. it.  
more than you don’t  
   
I push past every resistance  
shorten my thrusts and ram  
what must feel like a  
blazing hot sword of taboo  
into your wracked body  
   
fuck yes  
   
I scream  
 
Cum with me  
let me feel you  
   
fuck  
Fuck
 
I grunt through gritted teeth  
and force you to tumble over the edge  
   
you scream  
unintelligible  
yowling like cats fucking  
in the night  
your nails claw and scrabble  
in denial  
in want  
   
all at once,  
as if  
you were waiting for me  
to scream  
it’s ok  
ride it  
with me  
let go on me
 
   
your orgasm is  
savage,  
you bite the pillow grunting and shaking  
your ass a wild animal tearing at my flesh  
crushing my cock  
and I balance just right  
so you can’t force me out,  
shorter thrusts slam  
that flaming brand of pain and pleasure  
into your gran-mal-seizing body  
because it’s too much  
and it’s not enough  
   
right at the peak  
I hold tight to the curve on your hips  
my fingers fit  
as if god created a mould just for me;  
ram my final thrust  
cock straining like  
its skin has been peeled  
away  
my balls tighten against your pussy  
I clench  
the  
tension  
in  
me  
a full body cramp  
   
breath held  
and I release  
and it feels like a river of cum  
spews fourth  
in  
hot thick pulsing bursts  
   
you mewl  
your legs shudder  
ass spasms around my  
spurting  
and we’re both lost  
   
your cunt drips  
desire down my thighs  
soft wet tears  
as if it was listening to  
a symphony of ache  
   
   
Written by Betty
Published
Author's Note
Holy... fuck. Someone give me a cigarette.
Go throw condoms at the always amazing, and far more talented at ass porn... Nevermindthegaps
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/539380-dark-symphonics-with-betty/

Jesus, I can't sit.

Worth it.

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