Love is a whore

Although this is not my first time on this site, it will be my first

time posting. By the way I almost tagged this poem first time, I

thought that was for first time writers. How stupid of me. I don't

like rules so I didn't follow any. As I said, this is my first time

posting so please don't jerk me around. But you can jerk off using

this poem...

He arrives home from work

Fuck is what he says first

His pants bulge

And he kisses me with his hand in my butt

But...but. My speech is abruptly cut

As he curbs my mouth with his tongue

He turns me on, my nipples are hard

He removes my skirt

We've been doing this for months

And I seldom cum

Yet I can't resist what's about to come

He injects his fingers into my cunt

He then put them in his mouth and slowly sucks

He throws me on the sack

He removes his pants

Exposing his cock, wet with pre-cum

And yes, I hate that it's large

It always makes my cunt hurt after we fuck

I remove my panties and bra

And he thrusts his giant into my snatch

He fucks me rough

And twat feels every thrust

My tits feel every single touch

Hoping he will last long enough

Long enough to make me cum

Not a chance, he cums too fast.

He always cums first

And I will always put him first

I hate this love.

His tongue prods deep into my twat

My clit gets large, hoping to get sucked

Not a chance, he doesn't even know where it's at

He gets bored and grasps my ass

He turns me over so I lay on my back

He spreads my ass cheeks with his hands

He forces his cock in my tiny ass

Fucking it as hard as he can

I scream and moan, not because of fun

And here I thought we were making love

I always cum last

And it's so sad that I use my hand

I look at his eyes as he cums

They are always filled with lust

Mine are filled with love

A love I wish I didn't have

He fills my face with cum

And then he commands me to suck

I get dressed and I leave

He does me as he please

Pleasing me is what he does least

We fuck like jack rabbits

Until sometimes cum is all I see

And yet I love him still

Pleasing him is not easy

He even forgot I had a clit

All he sees is my slit

I think am not the bitch, he is

I never wanted this

I wanted a man, an Adonis

Not a rude jerk with a penis

I wish I could control my feelings

I wonder why I love him still

He comes to me naked and touches me

I try to resist, my emotions overpower me

Damn fuck, why am I tripping

God, why am I stripping?

I get down on my knees

He pushes his cock hard down my throat

Not caring even if I choke

He pulls my hair and pinches my nipples

He fucks my mouth till am soar

Tears flow down my face and fall on the floor

Why does he treat me like a whore?

He plays with heart, now it’s broke

He fucks my body mind and soul

But somehow I like being a whore

And I want more and more.