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Writer's pictureReebecca Black

Sex and don’t forget the Violence…

Eyes watering,

Sweat dripping profusely down his forehead,

Palms soak and wet,

He can't get enough of her juju pussy,

All week he has been day dreaming about how he was going to convince the woman of his dreams,

Her moans where so intense it was like she was singing him his own special song,

Her scent was orgasmic,

Body soft to the touch,

Plush like clouds and warm like your favorite sweater,

The way her toes curled right before and right after she would cum,

His favorite time of day was him spitting her cum back into her mouth,

Watching her eyes roll in satisfaction sent him far away to another plane,

He couldn't believe his luck,

He would roll his fingertips through her kinky hair at night,

Wondering witch planet she arrived from,

Watching the moon play games across her face as she sleeps,

In that moment he knew she was the one,

The morning after having the best *tantric sex he ever had he woke early to go grab coffee,

He grabbed his skateboard and headed down the block,

As he waits in line at the coffee house he remembers that he forgot to let his roommate know he had company,

Patting his pocket for his phone he then realized he must have left it at the apartment,

As he makes his way back to the apartment holding two hot lattes he stops outside of the building to feed the neighborhood birds,

As he looks up he sees through a foggy window in his apartment the woman of his dreams making out with his roommate,

Each latte hits the ground one after the other,

He knees began to weaken,

His chest filled with pain and fast heart beats,

Heart beats so loud he could see it in the front of his eye lids,

Filled with rage and lust he storms into the apartment,

Falling up the steps and trying to catch his breath at the same time,

Holding his hands against his head in agony,

He reaches for the door knob slowly,

He didn't want them to hear him coming in,

As he cracks the door he can hear her soft moan bounce off the walls,

His soul cringed,

Grabbing the skateboard intensely,

Eric beats both of them to death Tony Hawk style,

Covered with blood and tears he lifts her corpse off the ground to kiss her forehead,

He holds her close to his heart,

Weeping,

He pulls a wedding ring out of his pocket and places it on her lifeless finger,

And whispered in her ear.. I do


*Tantric sex is a slow form of sex that's said to increase intimacy and create a mind-body connection that can lead to powerful orgasms

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