I think of it as coming
back to myself,
like a second cousin
visiting from the states
As if I’m waiting in
the airport terminal,
hands full of sweat
and a note stapled to my chest
I can’t remember when
I first became a space to be filled,
an empty vessel floating
in between the veil
But I’m starting to feel
like more of a splutter
than a storm,
and it’s moments like
this that make me think God
is just fucking irresponsible
I find myself digging
for my sense of wonder
at the bottom of my music box,
like the folded ears
of a saxophone player,
sitting across the bar
As if I’ll slide my hands
across the slime of my exterior,
slip back into my identity
like an old coat
While I tumble into the
empty bellied passion
of a man with small hands
and an inability to say my name,
hoping I’ll come across
my purpose for life
while drenched in his cum

Kaylene Mary

Remember when

May 7, 2018

Remember?

You had me on the waste ground behind the old changing rooms
just as the day, snake-like, shed its skin.
You were like a wild thing in the shadows, desire firing your blood.
Un-fucking-stoppable.
I said: ‘I don’t usually do this on a first date.’
You said: ‘This isn’t a date.’

Remember?

And you were right.
It was more a rape.
You stabbing me with that angry cock of yours.
And I thought: WOW!
This boy’s a beastie –
thrusting up me and waiting for the moon.

Remember?

And when you started cumming
I knew the morning would be foggy with drizzle.
I knew I’d feel like a jigsaw puzzle with missing pieces.
And I thought: ‘Is this love?’
And yes, you made me cum too, you bastard.
Then you left me to give birth to the ghosts we two had made –

Remember?

GREY WOOLF

My Women Have Spoken

April 8, 2018

After Meena Kandasamy

My Radha is a slut
Who could care less
About people questioning her morality
In full control of her sexuality
She freely lusts over her men
Relentlessly lusts over
Krishna – The God of love

My Laxmi is not
Shy of asking
For her share
For her unpaid
Domestic and reproductive labour
From Vishnu – The accumulator of wealth

Laxmi regarded as the embodiment of beauty
Covered from head to toe
With ornaments
For Vishnu though
Is merely an object of adornment
A marker of his status
His wealth
A “trophy wife”
If you will
As I sit here reading
The Theory of the Leisure Class
By Thorstein Veblen

No more, says
My Laxmi
As she calls for seizure of his wealth
Stands for redistribution of the wealth
That Vishnu – the capitalist
Made by stealth

My Rati is a whore
She is all about
Sexual desire
Rati – The not-so-mentioned sex Goddess
The Goddess of carnal, sexual desire
Lust, passion and sexual pleasure
The Goddess who mastered
The art of sex techniques
The inventor of countless
Sex positions
The Goddess who could enchant, and
Bring any man
Any meditating sage
Any king
To their knees
To her cunt, and
Could ask them to
Suck on it…
Suck on it…
More…
My Rati taught men
About the intricacies of sex
Long before
Vatsyayana came along
Claiming authorship of Kama Sutra
Alleging he taught the world

As the legend goes,
Born of desire ridden sweat
Of king Daksha, Rati
Was apparently considered ‘impure’
For bodily fluids produced during
Sexual activity, ironically, regarded as
‘Impure’, in Hindu philosophy,
Were never foreign to Rati
For she symbolized
Arousal, personified those
Droplets of desire, sweat,
Cum, all bodily fluids
Labelled polluted
Rati embodied this very ‘pollution’
My Rati rejects ‘purity’
‘Purity’-The other continuum of the Indian
Caste hierarchy-legitimation scale
My Rati dismantles it

My Sita is a transgressor
Who takes risks
Who violates rules
Who breaks moral laws
Who crosses laxman-rekha
Boundaries of patriarchy
My Sita is a brave single mother
Who can brave any storm
Without the need of any Rama

My Draupadi is promiscuous
She seduces
She disrobes
She takes on the
Monogamous marriage institution
Turns it on its head
She questions the age old adage
“Love only happens once”
As she falls in love
Several times
With five different men
Whom she marries
And the one
She loved the most
Her sakha – Krishna
Her secret lover
Yet she refuses to be shamed for it
She refuses to be shamed for
Falling in love
Several times
With each of those men
She refuses to be shamed for
Falling out of it
As many times too

My Draupadi fights against patriarchy
She mocks kings
She dethrones them
She agitates
Armored with sharp words
That cut deep
Like knives
She hones them

All my women misbehave
They break rules, cross lines, defy norms
They narrate their own stories, chart their own destinies, brave storms
Patriarchal myths can no longer define us and will be broken
For I have spoken
My women have spoken

Prerna Bakshi

Sucking on Your Cock

March 18, 2018

There is nothing more that I would love to do to you,
Something that I know that you would also want me to do,
Than to take my hot, wet mouth and wrap it all around you tight,
And suck on your hardness until morning light,
Playfully flicking my tongue across the tip,
Waiting eagerly for that pre cum so that I can sip,
Doing my very best to take you all the way to the back of my throat,
Oh…if feels so fucking good don’t it,
Placing my hands around you firmly as I begin to suck,
Imagining how I wish your hard cock I will get the chance to fuck,
But for now I will continue to do what I do best,
What’s that, you say that you wanna put it on my chest,
No, no Mr. I want to swallow every last little bit,
I have had a craving for your cum I have to admit,
I feel your cock begin to get harder and more pronounced,
I think about your hard dick that I soon will sit upon and bounce,
Ahhh, you are getting ready to cum,
I cannot wait until I get to taste some,
Cum on baby, blow your thickness all inside my mouth you know you can’t hold it anymore,
Cum on let me be your cum guzzling whore!

hateiowa

 

I have tried to forget you.

                          But it’s just too hard to forget when your cum wont wash off of my favourite sweater.

 

Chloe

She liked the way his cum
Gave her shiny, webbed fingers.
She liked to hold them up to the light
And watch the way they glistened.
A translucent filth.
She identified with this.
She aspired to be this dirty thing
That could be had,
Without being seen.

Most people swallowed her up.
But she wanted to be spat out.

Circa 1994

 

He was trembling slightly with the humiliation of this situation. He’d removed his clothes as she’d ordered, and now he started rubbing and pulling his cock. He looked down at the floor as he rubbed, blushing, hoping to hell he could cum quickly and get this ordeal over with.

‘I see that thing of yours is nice and hard, eh?’ she said. ‘You’re enjoying wanking in front of me, aren’t you?’

He glanced at her face. She was smiling at him.

‘Keep rubbing it,’ she said. ‘Go a little faster. Tell me when you’re near to cumming.’

‘I’m going to,’ he said, his voice little louder than a whisper.

‘STOP!’ she ordered. She went to a cupboard and took out a pint beer glass. He stood watching her, his cock throbbing and stiff, hands at his side. ‘You cum in this,’ she said, handing him the glass.

He started stroking his cock again, then moved the glass into position with his free left hand.

‘I’m going to cum,’ he said, and he did – almost immediately. She watched, smiling, her eyes intense but hard.

‘Good boy,’ she encouraged him. When he’d finally squeezed the last drop of his creamy spunk into the mug, she said, ‘Now you drink it, yes? Drink it all down – ’

Diana Shreffer
Silent Submissions

make me cum for you

August 13, 2017

If you could spread my legs, look me in my eyes, finger me, make me cum for you, and then let me suck it off your fingers…that’d be a pretty nice way to start off Sunday morning since we already missed the 9:30 service!

Barbara Joyce
Lost Innocence

Sunday cum

July 16, 2017

i lie in my bed sometimes with ear buds in listening to porn without watching the screen on my phone. i pretend it’s you and some whore fucking in front of me to shame me … it makes me so wet i have to touch and finger my cunt then when i cum i rub all my pussy juice over my face and body….usually i cum again then.

Source

do the same to me

July 2, 2017

I want to make love to you, Rhone. I want to fill your ass with my penis and fuck you until you love it just as much as I do. I want to suck your dick and eat your balls until your cum coats my tongue and throat. I want you to do the same to me. I want to come inside you, in your mouth, in your ass, on your chest, marking you as mine in a way you can feel even when I’m not by your side. That’s what I want. It’s what I’ve wanted ever since you told me I could have a different, better life and then took the time to care and to show me how to care about myself. I want everything you can give, and I want to offer you everything that I am.

Cameron Dane
Finding Home