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Short story By: donkylemore

the scents of my first intercourse
the uncertainty of where I was going
the uncertainty of what goes exactly where , when

Submitted:Sep 15, 2008    Reads: 378    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

We lay down in the falling light on the damp grass, the musty smell from the earth near the tree seemed to fuse with the strange odiours oozing from her. I kissed her and she responded with a fierceness which almost frightened mem my leg seemed to slip between her thighs which parted as she bent her knees. I could feel the dress coming over her bent knees and falling on her thighs. It was all happening so fast . my heart was racing as I explored her open thighs and she held me and I seemed so be swallowed in by her animal ferocity . Id never felt such an urgency. I knew I was going to a place id never been before. She opened my pants expertly but again impatiently. She drew me out and suddenly I was engulfed in her swallow entirely. The warm strange smells were urging me on. I tried to hold back but the suction of her embrace seemed to draw me from my whole being and I exploded inside her with a new fierceness, which was beyond anything I'd ever known.


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