Angry Sex

ANGRY SEX

“Just as sure as the letter M is in the name Matthew”
“You’re fucking the shit out of this pussy … but I’m still mad at you”
“Right now though this feels so good I don’t even care “
“Ooh Daddy!! Fuck me just like that. Right there! Right there!”
In a fit of anger and ecstasy, so said the little miss
In the midst of an erotic moment, explicit entanglements and sexual bliss
Her arms wrapped around my back, she scratched my back down to my butt
Her body tenses up … I feel her wetness as she gets her nut’
We’re both mad as hell at each other and our anger is spent
With fussing and fighting and heated arguments
We’re horny as hell, sex starved to the core
And as long as we’ve held out, we can’t hold out anymore
Wrapped in the vines of arms and legs of which our postures confess
Rolling around like wrestlers in a wrestling contest
In a mix of emotion and hormonal actions, considered complex
This is only the beginning of our bout of angry sex

“Don’t think just ‘cause I’m givin’ up the pussy I’m givin’ you a pass ”
“Even though you’re hittin’ it just right … I’m still mad at yo’ ass”
“Oh Shit!! Baby you know how, who, what, why, where and when”
“Damn baby … I’m about to come again”
So exclaims the little miss with the words that she said
Gushing like a spring and making puddles in the bed
And while entangled in the act of intercourse – such being the case
She looks at me time and again, with an angry look on her face
Why are we mad at each other, I’m not at liberty to say
Whether it was my fault or her fault, it was bound to happen one day
Could’ve been a difference of opinion, or something thoughtless
And to the one who points the finger of blame, that one is not faultless
But no matter how upset we are at each other, no matter the mood – sad or somber
As mad as we are we just can’t hold out any longer
Even in our anger, we’re committed to not being deceitful
This is a shared moment of intercourse between two angry people

“Just ‘cause you’re sweatin’ me out I’m not done being mad yet”
“Baby, you’re tappin’ that ass, but I’m still upset”
“Fuck!! … You got me feeling high like the top shelf”
“Here it comes again … I’m about to wet myself”
So says the little miss as I traverse her chasm
Giving me the evil eye while experiencing an orgasm
Mad at me … and having a fit
The look in her eyes says I love you, but right now, you ain’t shit
I could have said something to further upset her
But instead I work the kitty cat … and pet her
But to be honest with you I feel the same way
We’re mad at each other … what else is there to say
But even in anger we give in to lust
The fulfillment of our hormonal obligations is a must
As I touch her in places concave and convex
Engaging in hot passionate moments of angry sex

I take her in the act and make the front of our bodies smack
I turn her over and make love to her pussy … fucking her from the back
We lay down on our side and heat it up like high noon
Immersed in lustful actions, positioned in ‘the spoon’
I turn her over again, talkin’ shit in cynical chatter
She gives me an angry look and I mirror the glance back at her
And at times we both twitch as the action lulls in spurts
As I release my sweet cream and she wets me in squirts
And as bizarre as it seems, our anger is the fuel
That propels and propagates the actions of our angry sexual duel
Though this is an angry fuck and we’re fucking in an angry fashion
The heat between us is fervent and we’re fucking with an angry passion
After it’s all said and done and we’ve released our sexual fluids and secretions
And after our bout of angry sex has worked itself to completion
She looks at me with eyes so beautiful and deep
And says “I’m still mad at yo’ ass”, turns her back to me and falls asleep

Written by: K-JiO
© 2007