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TheBlackPen121 Mar 2019
Lust….. I feel my heart racing, I feel the blood rush, your lips so close, kissing my neck with the gentlest touch. I gaze into your eyes resisting the compulsive urge to place my hands between your thighs
But I give in, and to my surprise, you're wetter than the river Niles whispering softly in my ears you want me inside.

As the honey glaze and drips, you rotate your hips greeting me With a smile ….like a mathematician I've counted over a hundred ways to ******* in my mind but I got to take my time, cause baby there's no rush I love to see you blush with pleasure in your eyes.

I brush your center with the softest stroke and watch your body invoke the lustful demon that's inside.
working carefully like an Artist, every stroke has a rhythm, point, and precision, you're shaking and moaning “saying don't stop” cause your ****** is peaking … exploding with pleasure every drop sweet like Nectar, and once again to my lustful demon I surrender.

Done by:KCG
TheBlackPen121 Feb 2019
Love is a drug that I was once hooked on it's worst that ****, stronger than crack *******, blinded my reality and **** with my brain. I was a ****** thirsty for this euphoric feeling, but who knew my withdrawal symptoms would have been a heart of no healing. It's like the Pandora's box tempted to touch but devastation when it unlocks.
I thought of hope cause they say time heals, but
I relapsed, it was like the end of the world, I was addicted to her love and she was no longer my girl, I searched desperately for the high but the substance was gone. I tried others but it was never the same I was an empty addict with problems and pain, who knew it would hurt like this, ****** dry of all my happiness.

I'm sober now, I'm seeing all clear you never cherished what we had your all wasn't there. You misled me, and now I find that trusting is not easy, if it's for better or worse I don't know but the experience definitely changed me.
Lol don't do drugs kids
TheBlackPen121 Feb 2019
Bounded………
        Bounded by the same gene code, driven by the blood of the old, witnessing a side I've never known, a story so sad it's untold.
Bounded by the same DNA they had a past of agony, I feel their pain in my head, I feel their pain, I feel the cry, I sense the fear that never dies. sometimes I want to say to them fear is a useless emotion but to witness what they went through my words are carefully chosen.
Bounded by love, death, and pain….
Bounded by regrets, guilt, and shame …
They all walked a hard path to make the future generation's walk softer but what could move a man from a King to a pauper? Whatever it was it was a great sin BUT we will never be bounded by poverty again.

Done by: KCG
It's a small summary of the struggle of my family and how it affects me sometimes.. enjoy..

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