Tag: #Sex
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Sex Stories
Don’t tell me your sex stories with flowers, because I know that it’s bullshit. Tell me what it was like that one time you both got drunk and she burped in your mouth after she took off her shirt, but you kissed her anyway so she wouldn’t feel embarrassed. Tell me how you tried and…
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Manipulation
She met me for lunch today, wearing a blue dress and fishnet leggings. For lunch. At this casual place down the street from me. I was going to break up with her but I couldn’t once she showed up like that. In that tight blue dress. Her lips bright red. She said she was already…
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Kisses
I woke her up this morning, with kisses between her legs. And I told her that I love her, the only way that I know how. I ate her out and fucked her good, until she said “ow, “wait, “that hurts.” “What hurts?” “Your dick. “It doesn’t feel good.” “Really?” “Yeah,” she said, “I think…
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Happy
Pornstars always look so happy when they’re fucking. They look so happy that it makes me happy too. And I know that people don’t think much of pornstars. And it’s too bad that they’re all sex addicts. But I just can’t feel bad for someone who can find that much joy in anything. I don’t…
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Coffee
She breaks up with me every night, when she is reminded of that one time I left right after we had sex. She thinks that I’m going to do it again, even though I only left that one time to go get coffee for both of us, and then I came right back. She says…
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Worst Case Scenario
I woke up naked, with her arms around my head, with my pants still hanging around my ankles, sort of off the bed. My dick is sore, and I feel her bare legs between mine. Weird. I don’t remember fucking last night. I don’t know if I had a condom on. I don’t know if…
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Drink and Smoke and Fuck
Nothing going on today. More snow. Ten below. Got drunk for breakfast, then wrote a script for a video that I want to make with my brother, hated it, wrote another, better. Then I froze my fingers trying to light my pipe with an old lighter that doesn’t really work anymore. Went to the store,…
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Crude and Fire
My body is crude but her body is fire, and every time we lie together we ignite like a spark. Pulsing. Beating. Breathing each other’s hearts. I think that’s love.