My boyfriend is a great big slut,
It’s not just that he likes to rut.
First kiss his mouth to make him weak,
Snap at him if he tries to speak.
Give his face a great big slap,
Make him beg and feel like crap.
Mash his face into the ground,
He’s a pig, a worm, a hound.
Watch him pant, oh he wants more—
My boyfriend is a depraved whore.
But he has something, and I want It,
So I grind his mouth into my clit,
Shove away, climb on his pole,
Ride him, feel him fill my hole.
I choke him out, deny him air,
Scratch his skin and pull his hair.
I’m panting, heaving, I have come,
I’m used up but he still wants some.
I shove a thumb in his tight pucker,
My boyfriend is a filthy fucker.
I pound him, watch him writhe and moan,
I bite his cock and hear him groan.
He twitches, jerks, I’ve set him free.
He’s grinning: that’s my slut! Come dirty.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bvq186/hard_fm_ds_silly_poem_for_a_dirty_man