Pieces of her ended up in the fridge. Inside the freezer, her lifeless eyes stare coldly at her heart— blaming it for her shortcomings.
Tag: sex
Dilemma
I’d really like to sleep with the barrista at my favourite coffee shop. But if things get awkward I’ll never get to have one of their fantastic lattes ever again.
Dubious
His penis slipped inside her.
‘Stop, I beg you!’
The Awakening
He wakes with a terrible hangover and is nearly sickened when he discovers, lying opposite him at the foot of the bed, the now horribly ugly creature he believes he had sex with during the night. On further inspection he realizes it is his own reflection he sees in the mirrored wall.
Progression
The first time I slept over, we were sober and did not make love. But in the morning, there was warm skin under the covers, then coffee, then trust.
Gold Digger’s Nightmare
When they married, he was four times her age but they got along marvelously. Then some asshole invented Viagra.
Justifying Walls
I’m sometimes criticized for being cold but I opened up my heart once. All I have to show for it is an STD.
Status Quo
He loved their sex life. She loved her rabbit.
Sexual Content
Sex is a word that was, or perhaps still is without bad meaning.
Only our filfthy minds refuzes to accept this simple truth.
Most female students interviewed echo the feelings of Matti Malard who has a nearby room and says, “I’ve seen Mr. Overton and he’s dremy, it make me excited being in his building, and maybe he’ll drag me to his room next and ‘do’ me.
In the Moment
Reluctantly, Nancy slid her fingers from between Jim’s lips. She needed both hands to undo a stubborn button.
Words of Wisdom Not Forgotten
No, no; don’t worry – this wasn’t going against that thing her parents had taught her when she was a little girl. Admiring from afar; sending the buttons flying as she used her eyes to rip the shirt off his chest; and imagining in graphic detail the sweat trapped between their bodies during a steamy encounter in the nearest motel: even though she had never met the guy, she was sure none of these things qualified as “talking to strangers.”
Wishful Thinking
She knew the man who broke her heart would be at her best friend’s wedding, and she wished to God she could show up with a fabulous Romanian fiancé of obscure royal descent who would give her ex the evil eye and dance too close to her at the reception. An unfortunate booking accident at the local hotel would have them staying next door to each other, and the ex would toss and turn for several miserable hours trying to ignore the animal screams of ecstasy audible through the paper-thin walls.
I Play For None
So I tells him, “My thighs, they been involved in numerous accidents, so ya better have insurance, hon’.” And the devil goes and grabs my ankles and makes me spread my legs.
Post-Grads
We graduated virgins, and made sure that title didn’t stick for long. How was I to know it would drive him to insanity?
Love me for
You love me for my sincerity, honesty and good moral values.
I wish you loved me for my huge cock and dirty fucking.
Toned down
I toned down what I really thought so you’d go out with me.
Marxism vs Sex – you know what people will always choose, right?
Dreamt
When I wrote to you and told you about that dream I had with you, I didn’t mention that we were having sex.
I have no idea why I dreamt that, but it was fricken hot and now I’m wondering …
God Bless
God bless your vagina and your tongue and your ass and the way you swallow.
Thank you God for creating hot wet places for me to stick my dick!
Bike
They called her the town bike.
Why, exactly?