This Isn’t The Title

I felt the cold wet object pierce my pussy as I wailed in pain.I smashed the bottle over the same guys head and began the long,sexual process of giving him a blowjob and sitting on his wet slick penis,up and down up and down,oh the glorious sensation of rape and revenge.

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The Morning After

On the first morning that Harriet woke up next to the young tan man beside her who barely spoke a word of English, she worried to herself, “Have I made a foolish mistake?”. 35 years of mornings later and she smiled as she watched the sleeping tan man in her life lay next to her, and she reveled in knowing that it was the best foolish mistake she had ever made.

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Gender Fluidity in the Heat of the Moment

The woman I picked up at the bar sucked me off like no one ever had.

I’m still not sure what surprised me more: when she said, “Your turn” and lifted up her dress to reveal an erect cock, or when I leaned in to return the favor.

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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.”

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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.

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