Are you ready she whispered,
Are you ready he whispered,
Warm breath passed her lips and the subtle push on the crotch,
She could feel her blood racing under her skin,
He swallowed and smiled, and she smiled and swallowed,
Her mind had decided it was time- let him in,
With a shaking of hands, he pulled off her skirt,
Fuck me, they panted,
She melted. Subsided, to the lovers approach,
Blocking out the lessons they'd heard ranted,
He's loving it,
His shaking toes curl,
She's in pain beyond pain,
He fucks a crying girl.
A contest entry
- Fuck me by sheltered.
700 points, ended October 23, 2008, 18 entries
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What diid you think ?
Comments
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The last line seems like a first time love in, and on his part, wasn't gentle enough for her to have him back I feel. This shows me how gentle the feminine trait is and the masculine one is not.
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well that was a twisted ending
maybe a little foreplay would be in order
or at least some lube
and did he remember protection?
Now who's asking questions?
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