Twisted Knicker-Elastic & Her Tights Torn Asunder by Paul Tristram

They fell through the front door backwards.
She gave a quick “SsssSH!”
then bounced straight back into grinding rhythm.
He elbowed the TV over first,
ripping off his clinging, sheepskin coat
whilst sucking the length and breadth
of her gorgeous, fucking tongue.
Then slipped upon her oldest son’s Xbox,
going arse-over-tit onto the unhelpful floor.
Where she laughed the word “Twat!”
Then used this brief separation
to stream her underwear into flying ribbons
and leap down upon him like an animal.
Just as he followed suit, ripping the buttons open
on his 501’s and thigh-shuffling down his boxers.
She greedily grabbed his throbbing, twitching,
weeping cock, with one shaking hand
whilst trying to steady herself with the other
upon the ‘being a right cunt’ crooked hat stand.
She guided in the head with much speed and force
and for the next hour and three quarters
ground his pubic bone into soaking wet oblivion.

Paul Tristram is a Welsh writer who has poems, short stories, sketches and photography published in many publications around the world, he yearns to tattoo porcelain bridesmaids instead of digging empty graves for innocence at midnight; this too may pass, yet. Buy his books ‘Scribblings Of A Madman’ (Lit Fest Press) ‘Poetry From The Nearest Barstool’ at And a split poetry book ‘The Raven And The Vagabond Heart’ with Bethany W Pope at You can also read his poems and stories here!

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