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Iterated Fuck
sex slippery glisten vagina welcome penis slurp caress and slide and squeeze, pulse and pulse and pulse and cum; pulse and pulse and deeper thrust and deeper thrust and pulse and pulse and grope and squeeze and kiss and hold and thrust and thrust. juices ooze. sweat glistens, skin caresses, throbs: heat and shivers. bodies cool and dry and separate held tight and slowly move again: warmth grows and pressure builds and slip slides ridged insides. pain and numbness court pleasure, sensory overload mocks desire; perseverance pounds and pounds and cums again. parts relax with gentle hip rocking: slowly, slowly. used wetness drips as body breaths find sympathetic pitter patter. vagina tugs on penis tugs on labia fights for one. last. fling. separation, hugs and cuddling, sweet nothings and nasty somethings bantered lazily about; fade to well-earned contentment.
lips and tongue, then lazy, then not, rewaking once more the well-oiled machines and thrusting and sucking and pounding and rounding, smoothing and sanding and knocking and squeezing and thrusting and thrusting and rubbing and rubbing and slurping and flicking and pounding and choking and soft gentle tugs then hard urgent tugs then rhythmic the beat and the beat and the beat and the wet glistening sliding and inning and outing and all over the bouting and banging and banging and banging and banging and banging and banging and banging and banging -- and CUM.
hand grasps the penis and deftly rehardens and urges toward exit most quiveringly clean. then hands grasp the breasts and hip rocking motion, careful at first in the smooth tunnel of worm, then faster and harder and harder and faster and hands are breast-kneading, waist-grasping, clit-feeding; frenzy pounding most urgent needs one more last climax, so distant yet promised, slowly slides near. heart pounding cock knocking breath shaking blood straining to transport more air for explosions: jaw set, rocky cock rocking in out in out in out in out IN OUT IN OUT IN OUT IN OUT... mind fading, breath held, lightheaded and dizzy and POUNDING and POUNDING and GROPING and KNEADING and FINDING the RHYTHM her BREATHING is CLOSER and CLOSER and CLOSER and CLOSER and one last is won and the two then collapse in post-postcoital bliss and the dreams that come haunt them are wonderous indeed.
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i just wished you had eased me into it more with some foreplay, instead of thrusting deftly from the outset.
First, 'exit' seems clearly to refer to the anus. The vagina is almost never described as an exit except during childbirth, while the anus just is an exit. Second, that that the 'exit' is clean is worth mentioning indicates that it would normally or otherwise be unclean, which is obviously more true of the anus. Third, that he mentions being careful indicates the increased likelihood of injury during anal sex. Fourth, the anus is more likely to 'quiver', given that it is a sphincter. Fifth, whatever foul meaning 'tunnel of worm' has, for reasons pinkbunnyofdoom has mentioned it seems more likely to be about the anus. What possible meaning could it have of any other kind fo sex?
Sixth, think of the logistics. If "hands are breast-kneading, waist-grasping, clit-feeding", then surely he is taking the MYSTERY SEX PARTICIPANT from behind. Finally, although this is highly conjectural, I believe "straining to transport more air for explosions" refers to a bizarre sex practice of nentwined whereby his anally-obtained climax is heightened by the penetratee farting on his love-truncheone at the critical moment. This would also explain "lightheaded and dizzy", as one is apt to become so after a particularly powerful farte.
How is it, then, that the passage refers to non-anal sex?
ARE YOU, <~>, HAVING THE SEX WITH NENTWINED?!?!!!111/1/?
DAMN YOU!!! DAMN YOU FOR EXPOSING MY SHAME!!!
grima wormtunnel. that's who you are. vest or no, there is truly poison in your ear.
xo,
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if you scroll to the bottom you'll find me blowing darkangel at the bottom of the page.
Congratulations on being #32/36, by the way. Only 31 more steps to the top!!1
Alas, I could not wait. Here is a recording I have made which represents, I believe, what it would sound like.
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I think I did catch some points where I need to tighten the poem, after your reading. I'll have to listen to it a few times. :)
Actually that's not a bad idea. You might want to throw in an "AAAAAAAAAARRGGHHHH!" somewhere. Instead of CUM.
Which is the primary source of your income, the buggery for money or the hard-hitting street poetry?
The last line's quite good, by the way -- the dream bit, that is.
I think it's because I keep imagining Rockmage peeping out from a closet to watch, his beard all a-quiver.
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