You threw me hard onto the bed
Drawing blood from my neck
I bit your lip and licked your cheek
We got so rough we tore the sheets
I scrached down your back
You moaned in pleasure
We both were so hot
From all the pressure
You slid it in
and then I gasped
Then the rythem
went really fast
You F**ked me hard
I screamed for more
We got so excited
We fell on the floor
We gave a final moan
And we layed there in sin
I looked at you and said
"Do you wanna go again?"
A contest entry
- EROTICA CONTEST - UNDER 18 ONLY by risewiththesmoke.
669 points, ended November 1, 2007, 11 entries
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ok...this was interesting..lol what do you think??
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Haha...yeah.lo
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Hmm, on one had I really like this, but on the other hand it seems kind of awkward. Kind of superficial in the ideas, rather than the deeper connection I usually associate with sex. (Not neccessarily as in romantic, but as in the rough sweat and passion). I also think of sex more as a culmination of love than sin.
I think "layed" should be lay.
How-ever the last line did put a smile on my face, kind of forced to the point of reality.
=> Jess -
thanks for entering
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