A Poem: Will Face Fucking Break Your Heart, Baby? #Erotica #Poem #HotWife

licking her pussy
she cums
fucking her slow and deep
she cums
“don’t break my heart,”
she squeezes
her massive juggs
“will facefucking that
skinny girl in the white dress
break your heart?”
i pinch one nipple
of her melons,
“not if you do it
in front of me.”

Poem: Thinking of Paige while facefucking Liz || #LPRTG #EARTG

Thinking of Paige while facefucking Liz

i pulled her hair
her whore mouth
while half-asleep

i thought of my new
bartender, her sultry
hot ass, big tits
big lips

while Liz got face fucked

Liz stopped

lifted up off her knees
pulled her shorts and underwear down
i shoved her back down
to her knees
to my cock
“suck it, Paige!”
“Paige?” she asked
before mphhhhhhhhhhhing
over big cock
“she’s my new, hot bartender.”
“my sister!?”
i unloaded a big creamy load
that she snarfed
shooting jizz out her mouth
around my cock
with some even dripping out her nose
“yes, her.”

Excerpt “The Whore Awakens” from I Am Not a Whore, Am I? (very doubting intonation) || #LPRTG #EARTG #MrBrtg #SSRTG #Asian Very Trashy Artwork, NSFW

I Am Not a Whore, Am I?

The Whore Awakens

by Emme Hor

A bit of backstory: the first part of the Confessions of a WHore series I Am Not a Whore, At Least Not Yet! finishes with Brittany having dirty thoughts constantly to the point that she takes up her lesbian co-worker on the offer for a little fun. She decides her and her boyfriend need to get out of the rut and they fly to Bangkok for a vacation. Brittany, enjoying the sites and the fruit thoroughly is in the middle of a lovely daydream when a guy mistakes her for a professional and solicits her. 

With my hand full of money, I walked up to him and gave it to him. “I’m not a whore.”

I could smell bleach coming from the bathrooms and jasmine from the flowers hung on these wooden walls. A strange mix. His strong cologne smell had faded but was still there as a leftover musk.

“Okay,” he said and stared at my chest. I looked up into his eyes and realized for the first time that he had beautiful blue eyes even though he was mostly dark-skinned. The eyes were not the eyes of a fiend but they were fully on my tits and I looked down to find my nipples rock hard. It had to be the fear and anger. It had to be. This handsome man no longer seemed like a crazy maniac but more of a sex maniac. He wanted me badly. It was written all over him. It was kind of crazy to be so wanted, like he couldn’t control himself. My ego was flattered. He was staring into my tits so hard that I wanted to cover up, to melt, to disappear. It was too much. “I have a boyfriend. He’s around here.”

He reached out and grabbed my left breast over the tank top. There was no force that could stop this man. My big, sexy Asian body was driving him nuts.

“What the fuck?” I said. It shouldn’t have felt so good but it felt fucking great to be groped by this pushy prince. Still, I had morals and pushed his hand off of me. I wish Neil would have done this to me last night while I was dying of loneliness.

With his other hand this blue-eyed prince slipped the wad of bills into the waistline of my jean-skirt. “Keep it,” he said. “Now. Kneel down.”

“Get the fuck out of here,” I said harnessing all the bad-ass attitude I had learned in America and turned to leave. I had a big smirk. The audacity!

He grabbed my neck hard and thus my inflated ego was in his hand. He spun me around. In one motion he threw the straps of my tank top from my shoulders and exposed my tits. Before I could react he had both my shoulders in his powerful hands and shoved me down to my knees where his cock was waiting hard and out of his shorts. Before I could be sure what was happening, his dick found its way into my mouth until his massive mushroom cockhead was banging into my tonsils. I was so scared that I kind of gulped down my fear and ended up swallowing his massive meat completely into my throat like an accidental pro.

There I was with his money in my waistband and my pale tits out and his giant cock in my throat. He grabbed my head and drilled his cock deeper and deeper till my nose was on his fucking pelvis bone and my jaw was sore.

There was no way I was going to suck some stranger’s cock in public.

“Eat my big cock, you spoiled little brat,” he said and started to pinch a nipple with one hand while still holding my skull in place with his big, strong hands and fucking my face like I was a sex doll. I had never been used like this before. My pussy got sopping wet—maybe it was the heat or the fear—and my nipples were hard. Also, strangely, I was easily able to take his massive cock that had to be three or four inches bigger than my boyfriend’s dick. It slid right in and out of my throat, no gagging. I usually gag on my boyfriend’s. What the fuck? Was I meant for this? Was I really a whore? I took it balls to chin. And I loved it. I started to get into it, even milking the shaft with my throat muscles. Maybe I was a pro. I thought back to being ass-fucked all those years ago, the naughtiness was wonderful, and I was enveloped in that feeling again.

I would suck his cock here.

It was marvelous.

I felt a new set of hands take my arms and pull them back behind my back. Now I was kind of lurching forward while this big Arab cock devoured my esophagus. These hands were smooth and softer. I looked down and saw the clear heels. It was the fucking waitress, that fucking whore!aoi_yuuki_forced_face_fuck7_big

“Fuck this rude Korean bitch, Hassan,” she said in her nasal Thai voice.

“Yes, spin her around.”

My big Asian head was on the ground. Freshly cut grass tickled my nose and mouth. The clear-heeled whore was squatting on my upper back. Prince Hassan hoisted up my micro-skirt the whole half inch necessary to reveal my naturally hairless pussy. He moved my g-string to the side with his big cock.

I was anxious for cock in my cunt. This was fucked up and thus very exciting. This asshole turned out to actually be a handsome guy with a big, beautiful dick. In some way, I was the luckiest woman in Bangkok. All vacation I had wanted to have great sex and my boyfriend had been giving me a few thrusts and then conking out like a little bitch. I hated feeling like we were an old married couple. I wanted something exhilarating. It wasn’t with him, but I was getting it. This was a man. Real and undeniable. I wanted my cunt stuffed with his new, superior cock!


(This is just the beginning. Read the entirety of I AM NOT A WHORE, AM I?)

Break-up to Make-up | An Erotic Poem | Free Literary Porn | #LPRTG #BJ #Submission

A poem

“blowjob?” i motion up to the nearby stairwell.
“no.” jynx looks down.
i touch her neck tenderly: “can’t i convince you?”
“i can’t convince you to come back to me.”
she swings her big sodomite ass
side to side like a sinewy pendulum
that keeps time of sex and orgasm
says time’s up for you and the other slut
come to me now

hours later, i get a message:
i shouldn’t have left your cock
like that.

minutes after the message,
i shove her head down
step forward over her
and breach her throat

hours later, i get a message:
my jaw hurts, Master.

minutes after that:
my thumb hurts from responding to your bullshit messages
i’m sorry, Master, she writes
i’ll come over and suck it for you
my thumb or my cock?
both, of course
you can come over and suck my thumb
while Jenny keeps sucking my cock

minutes later, i pulled my thumb from jenny
and stuffed it into jynx’s mouth
savor what supremacy tastes like



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