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    dots Submission Name: bathing dots

    Author: She Is Insane
    Elite Ratio:    3.21 - 40/60/32
    Words: 275
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    He was laying there, his eyes wide open,
    caught on the lights, transfixed,
    kissing each of my toes,
    looking so adoringly at them;
    when he met my gaze,
    he had this pained, loving look on his face,
    and I knew but didn't want to believe.
    In that instant, I wanted to run -
    to the kitchen and slash his carotids;
    his blood to bathe his motionless body,
    in the pool of crimson red -
    but I couldn't,
    I'm not a killer, you see,
    and if his soul no longer was mine,
    well, certainly, his body did not belong to me.
    Instead, I lunged at him,kissing,
    his lips with such hunger I never felt before,
    as if I have not eaten for awhile,
    for I knew this was the last time,
    I would ever savor his flesh.
    I fucked him as the water slapped
    our bodies,furiously flowing from us and
    with us.
    And for the first time,
    I yearned to cum,
    I wanted to fuck him so
    that he will finally make me orgasm,
    to feel what he felt when he came,
    Nothing happened.
    My insides wre rejecting remote pleasure,
    I let his hands brush against my body,
    each hair slowly rising to his touch,
    I fucked him as I slowly killed him,
    in my thoughts,
    I scratched, bit, pulled
    my anger and longing seething away from control,
    I had a primal hunger to take care,
    after all this,
    I still did not cum.
    And the disappointment of this shortcoming,
    knowing it was the last chance,
    depressed me even more,
    than when he hastily took flight
    the next morning.

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      There are a couple of spelling errors you should correct as they distract when reading. It is excellent none the less. I assume this is writing and not purely biographic. You have a lot to offer as a writer.
    | Posted on 2014-02-21 00:00:00 | by my shadow | [ Reply to This ]
      I have a tendency to believe that the female orgasm is mythological. Though, in my youthful employment as a lothario lout I had many screamingly compliant companions I'm not sure I ever caused one. Perhaps we are setting our women up for these emotions you felt here by intoning that it is such an important part of lovemaking. Then again perhaps it happens often and I just wasn't a good enough lover. All this aside I enjoyed your livid descriptions of your last ditch efforts to attain this pinnacle of lust. Well played seductress! I hope you find someone new who can take you there, wherever that is.

    | Posted on 2014-02-17 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]

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