Mixed metaphors xi

Mixed Metaphors XI The sun was just breaking the eastern horizon as the stretch limousine pulled up in front of the Davis residents. Tony and Becky had gone to bed early so they could pick[…]

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Young gay sex

It has been two years since my crush arrived at our boarding school. Every time I saw him, I would begin to imagine me inviting him to my room, persuading him into my bed. There[…]

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Rough sex

ROUGH SEX ( a poem by Stardust 8937, 9-27-10) Don't ask me for hard sex, rough sex– I won't do it– I CAN'T do it– If your KINK demands it, then even though it hurts[…]

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La petite fille

I've never felt so alive, my body lay flat on a thick blanket of snow, my chest was bleeding profusely and my body was quivering from the cold. Everything was a beautiful white, so bright[…]

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Scientific bestiality

My daughter, nine year old Roseanne (Rosie), and I walked through the city park one summer late morning, enjoying the freshness in the air, the smells of the various flowers and trees, and the bushes[…]

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