Erotica, R-18+

I’m an internet slut,
attracting all the eyes,
hands down my pants,
satisfying the guys.

Getting paid,
following my pleasure,
doing what I like,
cumming at my leisure.

Don’t judge,
accept your jealousy,
you’re not as free,
nor sexy as me.

I know you wish,
secretly to copy,
because your efforts just,
leave your men floppy.

But they come back to me,
day after day,
with their time and attention,
oh yes and their pay.

You are too old-fashioned,
too prudish and afraid,
to embrace your sexuality,
and actually get laid.

So, call me a whore,
a trollop, or a tramp,
but we both know your sex game,
needs a serious revamp.

This poem is from the book, ‘Kink, Volume 1’

Poetry

Internet Slut