my poetique affair with a poetique lover.

his words always seem to send shivers down my spine. they are like the tickle of an orgasm and yet somehow that night I was filled with the hesitancy to give in to his demands. "no", i said. "my mind is still pure, still innocent. still tight".

forrest wasn't taking no for an answer.  i couldn't fight it any longer and so i gave in. i wasn't going to lose. i was going to deeply mind fuck him, the way he was going to fuck me.
forrest : i want to shatter your walls. give me a chance to raw fuck your tight mind. my mind needs to cu....i mean relieve stress. it's loaded.

me : i want to empty those thoughts and remove your stress by leaving my ink stains on your cell membrane. i want to caress your intellect with the right similes and metaphors until you beg me to stop because your brain begins to freeze. i'll then let you return the favour by fulfilling my mind like my clitoris. playing with it, teasing it, licking it and sucking out all my juicy thoughts until it leaks.

forrest : i want to unload my desires all over your lips, locking away your speech. i ravish your metaphors and splash the last drops all around the vibrations on your clit. round 2. sucking & nibbling your dripping cum, making its way to your buttocks. i think my hardness yearns to see what's in that dark hole. swear dripping from your brain and temples, your clit has to give the throbbing rod the permission...

me : i dip my finger into my dripping wet cum from my brain after you've vigorously ravaged my mind and then i lick my finger. embracing the taste.

forrest : i take your finger and suck with passion every last smear. i want the real thing, nothing to protect my mind from yours.

me : now that you've exposed all my filthy thoughts, allow me to expose yours. allow me to dig deeper into all your existing subconscious regions. allow me to lick and suck hard to reveal the genius in you.

forrest : dig away for you may find gold.

me : this gold that will continue to flow for generations and generations.

forrest : i'll hold your head for support, i'll support your movement. let me ride your tongue and block your speech once again. i'll be generous & allow you to deepthroat so you can swallow the warm gold. whole.

me : mmm, i lick my lips because as i taste & swallow your love.

forrest : you tremble at your knees with violence because my cup overflows.

me : stare at these verses & words i give you as i suck you without blinking. allow your cup to overflow endlessly on my paper.

forrest : i stare in unbelievable helplessness, the sensations are making me go blind. i ask for your whole body, every square inch is mine. i am lord over your intellect.

me : i get & give thanks to you lord, for this orgasmic poetique salvation you give to me.

forrest : bow to me queen, make my famished meat disappear and drip. i pick you up, hands caressing the soft buttocks. i lay you on the soft wet filled sheets and insert. you have me in totality. i tease the clit once again & pound & pound & pound & pound & pound till we're breathless.

we : we are lying on the bed, watching each other trying to regain strength, for we have been weak. for we have mind fucked each other.

forrest : we are breathing with severity, laying in pools of sweat and cum in abundance. eyes telling each other there's no more left to give. we truly fucked. i came in your mind. & you poetique, came in mine.