- Erotic Poetry
- A Stronger Man To Fuck My Butt
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I love my husband but he's not a good fuck;
I want to be treated like a worthless slut,
And I want a stronger man to fuck my butt.
It may sound bad, and it may sound cruel,
But my husband just doesn't have a big enough tool,
And a part of me wants to make him a fool.
I resent him I guess, for not fucking me right,
And for not being as strong and as alpha as I'd like,
So I guess I want this out of spite.
But I don't feel guilty, if I'm perfectly honest,
I want him to suffer, I like being dishonest,
And I know I want this.
I do like romance and my husband is nice,
But I've developed a craving for a little vice.
So what do you say? Do you want a slice?
I need to be fucked by a stronger man,
One who's larger, and better, and has a nice tan:
Do you think you can?
I'll do anything you want, I'll be your perfect little slut,
I'll live to please you, suck your cock, and, as I said, even let you fuck my butt:
Fuck it long and deep, until you bust a nut.
I don't care if it hurts because your cock is so big,
I'll do it for you, I'm just your dumb, worthless little fuck pig--
Oink oink, drill me like an oil rig.
Oh, how I crave to be dirty and nasty for a man like you,
A man who can stretch and pound me deep, and fill me with goo,
And make me try things I never dreamed to do.
I want to be taken, and I want to be ravaged,
Deep and hard like a fucking savage:
Your dirty little savage to ravage.
I want you to make me submit in every way,
I'll be your obedient slave by night and by day;
I'll serve you if you want till I'm old and gray.
I know you don't want me in a relationship sense;
I'm just your fucktoy, just your wench,
But it's more than enough that you make me drench.
You can fuck other girls, I certainly don't mind,
I'll even join in, and enjoy a good grind;
And I'll be on another planet when you take us both from behind.
You can fuck me all day while my husband works,
Then when he gets home I'll tell him my head hurts,
Pretending it hurts as much as it feels great when because of you my pussy squirts.
And one day, maybe soon, when hubby and I want a baby,
I'll be an awful bad little lady,
And make sure you're the one who puts in the gravy.
I'll let hubby cum in me a few times, sure,
So he doesn't get suspicious, no sir,
But I'll take Plan B only after him, like an impregnation saboteur.
Then I'll have your baby and make hubby a true cuckold,
Trick him into "fatherhood," but we'll both know and chuckle,
As you stand above me and unbuckle.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 2 years agoMy wife found your poem and shared it with me with a dismissive smirk. It was the brutally honest expression of a wife’s frustration from being married to a sexually inadequate man.
After five years of marriage my wife was not getting the sexual satisfaction, she needed. So, she started having all the resentments you describe in your poem. Our case was slightly different because, instead of going behind my back and tricking me, she shared her feeling. That caused me months of emotional pain but ended up saving our marriage.
To paraphrase some of your words, my wife told me that she loved me, but my tool wasn’t big enough, and that I wasn’t good in bed. She said she was spiteful and wanted to be cruel to me because she was so sexually frustrated. And she wanted to make a fool out of me by having me witness a strong Alpha male treat her like a worthless slut.
She told me her boss was the perfect candidate and she invited him over for dinner one Saturday night. After dinner, the three of us sat around drinking cognac and she explained to him what was going on. My face flushed bright red with shame as she described my worthless 3-inch, pencil-thin dick.
Beginning that night, she gave him her anal cherry. She became his fuck pig and wench. Within a few months he even had her fuck some of his other ‘girls”. She smirked at me every time she had an orgasm with him or them.
Needless to say, the biological imperative won out. I was given a vasectomy, actually he paid for it! He pumped his baby batter into her married womb, and I was the ostensible father. He sired all three of our children. She and her boss share a chuckle that they made me a true cuckhold!
Great poem!
