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Always Bad_(0)

Wagging my tail like a happy little bitch…..
Thoughts of your cock how excited I get.
The smile on my face gives me away, my eyes they tell you when its time to play.
I get so happy I start to squeal, its hard to stop when I wanna feel.
How wet I get…the thought of it.
My lips on your neck?
No…….
My lips on your dick!
My ass in the air, you wanna feel my throat?
I’ll swallow your cock till it makes me choke.
My eyes start to water then run down my cheeks,
You grab me by my hair and gag me till your pleased.
When my mouth is done you know just what I want.
Shove my face in the bed and fill my hot wet spot.
Pound it till you make it hurt and if I do complain,
Slap me like a dirty whore and put me in my place.
Pull my hair, slap my ass, call me filthy names,
Such a talented young man, you make me cum for days.
I want you to call me mommy, make your mother proud.
Slide your rod in really deep as you choke me out.
I try to push away, you hold my hands behind my back.
I love it when you punish me….that’s why I’m always bad.

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tears_(0)

This poem was inspired by how I handled becoming epileptic when I was twenty-two. Here’s your sex:
I got fucked when epilepsy changed my life.
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tears-
the wounds are small
I rationalize
denial is my patch
but the pressure builds
pressure on my heart
pain in my throat
my eyes spring leaks
small drops of relief
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What do you do when an epileptic has a seizure in a bathtub?
You run quick and get the soap and dirty laundry.
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Hoping against hope that you’ll leave me my favorite type of comment I’ll reply in advance: Fuck you too.
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Has anyone already figured out that unreasonable anger is a common side effect of my latest epilepsy medicine? Very good, I’m impressed.
For the curious, it’s called levetiracetam and the prescription did come with counseling so you’re a year late if you’re here to tell me I need a shrink, I’m already seeing a good one. The fucked up memory, headaches, impaired cognition and language skills are all a bonus. Talking face to face if you didn’t know me, you’d think I’m even more stupid than you already do.
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TMI? Why didn’t you stop reading? lol
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Dream Lover_(0)

Dream Lover
Somehow your face is in my dreams each night,
And thoughts of you come with each morning’s light.
You haven’t done a thing to bring this on,
But still I find my heart is now your pawn.
You’ve only been polite to me, it seems,
So why are you so often in my dreams?
You’re a good friend, but how I wish it would
Occur to you to be — well, less than good.
I want to find out how your kisses taste,
To feel your arms come stealing round my waist;
I think I want to have you strip me bare,
From face and breasts right down to pubic hair;
To spend the night, all night, in loving you,
And have those dreams that trouble me come true.

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Desire_(4)

An old poem of mine from 2001. Not intended as a morality tale but simply based on my own experiences. Enjoy and please leave a comment.

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Loving it rough_(0)

Psssst come here
Let me whisper something in ur ear
Can I get or do I take it?
I wanna practice baby makin
Snacking ya bra off pulling ya hair as u fall on the bed
Ur eyes stretched wide wondering what’s going thru my head
Tearin those panties off with my mouth
Lick up to ur naval and I’m headed back down south
Hell no not on I-95
Talking bout down between those thighs
I got u holding ya legs back damn near touching the mattress
Standing strong and hard and ready to tag this
Stick it in u where it’s nice and warn
I deserve a 10 do u see this form?
A few warm up strokes yeah just the head
Grab the sheets it’s time to shake the bed
Hands on ya shoulders so u won’t go too far
The whole shaft this time giving it to u like ur favorite porn star.
Sweat everywhere!
Hell u think I care?
On ya stomach now yeah get to flippin
Smack u on ur ass like a kid gettin a whippin
U my big girl got ya stomach flat on the bed and ya ass up alright then!
I see that’s ur way of telling me u want alllll in.
Ramming u from the back making ur ass shake
Wiping the sweat from my face wondering how much more of this wet wet I can take
Oh shit u flip the script and start throwing it back
Grab a hand full of ur hair, thrust u harder throwing it back.
Look at u, big girl u not runnin
Faster, faster, faster I think I’m coming
Nope, flip over on ya back nutting on ya ass is trashy
Lay on ur back , here u go a pearl necklace, just because ur classy!
LOL

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Tease_(1)

Licking slowly, bottom to top , wanting only never to stop,
lick so slowly ’round the base, um so good want a taste?
Suckng softly, just the tip, careful now its starting to drip.
slide it slowly, between my lips, tastes so sweet, I’d hate to miss.
One sweet drop, there on my hand, I’ll lick it up then on with my plan.
Sucking harder faster now I want it all and I want it now.
Deeper now to the base, I have it all in my face, almost there, ohh
Now I’m done , eating popcicles is so much fun.

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Fantasy_(0)

Intro: Somethings just can not be explained.
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Fantasy…
Swift, silent,
A thief in the night,
Without warning, you came and it was gone.
A smile from across the room,
And a bad day, brightens into something new.
You don’t know the dream behind these eyes,
You’ve never heard the whispers in the night,
The caress of a lovers hands,
Felt but never seen.
A kindred spirit,
A sense of adventure,
Something that could have been,
Had things been different.
What chance that we meet,
Only in dreams can we feel,
See you tonight my desire.
Where fantasy becomes reality,
Where chance becomes choice,
We can go where fate will not allow.
At night, In a world Of our making.
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The Dream_(3)

The Dream
I woke up this morning,
From an amazing dream,
Of you and I having a picnic,
By a tree overlooking a crystal clear stream.
We fed each other fruit & cheese,
And drank bubbly champagne,
We felt so giddy, light headed, & amazing, we were so glad we came.
The air was warm,
The sun drenched our skin,
You looked so cute on that blanket,
With your hand supporting your chin.
As I stared at you in the sun’s glow,
I could see your natural beauty,
My mind raced with all kinds of thoughts,
how lucky I was To be with such a cutie.
As we laughed & we talked,
I thought about an opportunity I didn’t want to miss,
To keep this moment going,
And end our picnic with a passionate kiss.

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Forbidden_(2)

Smiling sweetly
her green eyes glitter
with a mischief
that she keeps
hidden within
hips swaying gently
as she walks to the dark wood
calling with her heart
wondering where
He has gone
she hears a wisper
carried by the wind
Here, Here
Here I am
with Love shining
brightly in her heart
she moves forward
into the forbidden woods
where she was told never to go
softly giggling to herself
she looks only forward
never looking back
walking into her lovers embrace
sighing happily lets Him
take her away
she looks back just once
smiling to herself
she realizes that she will Never go back
into the night she goes
with a love that
she never thought she would
Know.

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THE FIRST TIME_(13)

The first time I saw you
My heart skipped, I shook inside
And you turned, and smiled
I felt warm, when your
Body pressed mine and
Our arms took each other in
The first time our hands touched
They flashed in the light
As I turned them over
They tightened and cradled
They pressed and clung
And felt desire
The first time I touched your bare skin
Sensations of cream and velvet
Invaded my mind and body
My desire stood tall in it’s shadow
My own fire fanned by
Your cool soft flesh
The first time I saw your
Naked body next to me
I stared in wonder
Of why you were there
And how I could feel more of you against me
Where it would lead
When it would end…
The first time we made love
Nothing else mattered…
You willingly accepted
What I had to offer
and our tension soared
and our excitement flashed
and then we were gone…

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Nancy_(0)

Inspired by a girl I recently met,,,so kind, loving, witty and intelligent…

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Desire_(5)

Just a poem inspired by someone I’ll probably never be able to have.

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Lost and Found_(3)

There are as many reasons for reading as there are for writing. If you are reading this, you have an opinion…negative or positive…lost or found.

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Raw Passion_(1)

Passion holds my heart’s desire,
Lust, and ravage, light my fire.
Lovers embrace in twilight’s choir,
Songs echo to the tops of spires…
It starts off with a simple kiss,
Lips merge and do not miss.
Lungs expand in breathing hiss,
Hands tremble, you want this.
Tongues entwined in moaning dance,
This is it, our wanton chance.
Loins on fire within our pants,
Physical needs do now advance.
Arms tangle as they explore,
Passion climbs a little more.
Buttons pop, one through four,
Shirts fly, and hit the floor.
Chests bare, as they titillate,
Pressed together, increase heart rate.
Bodily needs can no longer wait,
Hormonal urges to procreate.
Zippers fumbled with shaky hands,
The hour glass slows it’s timing sands.
Naked flesh that now understands,
How it must meet it’s demands.
With lust at an all time high,
No stopping now, you must comply.
You have the needs of my supply,
Let me slip into your thighs.
We two souls become as one,
Hearts race from the starting gun.
Like fire thrown from the desert sun,
Dirty deeds have just begun.
Down our bodies, the sweat pours,
A rhythm wild, my piston bores.
Silence broken, with animal roars.
Time stops, pulses soars.
Take it hard, take it fast,
It won’t be long, I’ll try to last.
Loins slapping, needs amassed,
This spell we’re under, our bodies cast.
The time has come to release my seed,
This I must, it is my need.
Take me deep, I must concede,
There’s nothing left, to impede.
A final thrust, I must eject,
As spirits fly, and we connect.
In your womb, I do affect,
Tiny tails, left unchecked.
Exhausted from our hours of bliss,
Loving tenderness now in our kiss.
Attention to you I won’t dismiss,
Our passionate moment, we reminisce.
As I stare, I must confess,
Hair entangled, we’re quite the mess.
A new found joy, we coalesce,
Lover’s embrace, a soft finesse.

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Introduction_(2)

Hey there xnxx.com readers.
Just for privacy reasons I won’t reveal my name, but I’m 19 and I go to community college in California. I’m black mixed with some native american and some mexican also, and I’m a bit on the skinny side. I want to try to workout more but I recently landed a job so I’m much more busy. The area I live in is quiet and boring, but it’s also safe so I never worry about someone smashing my windows in. I found this site about a year ago and now that I’ve just recently had my first time I finally have something to write about. All the stories I will write will be true stories involving me; I’m not good at making stories up in my imagination. This first story spans the last 3 weeks, from the time I broke up with my ex the Thursday after Valentine’s Day, to just a couple days ago, on March 9th. My life has gotten so much better since the breakup, I almost forgot she existed haha! Anyway, that’s me, and here’s a preview of my first story. Also, I’ll try to name my chapters after song titles that describe my mood at different moments in the story.
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*Note that the contents are 99% true, the only changed aspects are the names of the people involved. Enjoy :D*
-Friday, Thursday 17th: Grenade-
I woke up that morning at 7:30am like normal. My phone’s alarm incessantly rings in my ears until I turn to my left, pick it up off my nightstand, and silence it with the push of a button. Then I turn back over and look at the ceiling in my room and breathe a long sigh. The sun shone through my window blinds, giving my room a striped pattern of light and darkness. My clothes sat scattered on the floor, but my laundry hamper was empty. My nightstand was a bit dusty, comprising of my lamp, an old broken radio/alarm/CD player, and my deodorant stick that acted as a paperweight for the several fast food receipts of the past few weeks. This morning wasn’t much different from any other. However the main difference was that today, I woke up single for the first time in 3 months. I laid there thinking about what had just occured the day before.
Yesterday I broke up with my ex, Kristine. I met her on Facebook in early November, and she went to my old high school across town before I transferred to one closer to me. She was a 20 year old latina girl, average size body, not exceptionally curvy but not incredibly skinny either, 5 foot 4 inches tall, a tight ass and 36D boobs. She had long black straight hair and brown eyes. We talked nonstop on Facebook throughout the week, and we became a couple on November 11th, 2011 (11/11/11 I know, what a sweet anniversary!). However, the relationship was everything but sweet. We didn’t have our first date until 3 weeks after we started dating, and she was scared to tell her parents we were dating. Her mom preferred she date Latino guys, and her dad was racist against black people. So the odds were highly stacked against us. Over the length of the relationship, we managed to go on two dates, and every other time we met, we would just makeout in the back of my car.
Sometimes I would bring up the subject of sex to her, but she was a devout Christian, and pledged abstinence. She wouldn’t so much as take off her shirt for me, but she let me pull it down and suck on her nipples sometimes. That’s pretty much as far as it went. We couldn’t do anything together because she wouldn’t tell her parents. I constantly begged her to do so, and explained why it’s important, but she wouldn’t budge. So I broke up with her. I deleted her phone number, deleted her Facebook, and stopped all contact with her. Kristine was only my 2nd real girlfriend and I was torn to shreds; I’m not afraid to admit I cried on the way home from her house. I texted my best friend Luke and his girlfriend Katrina, and they invited me over to Luke’s house to comfort me and to hang out a little bit.
The sun shone in my eyes, temporarily blinding me and making me realize time was passing by. It was 7:45am, and I had to get ready for my math class at 9:30. I pushed my sheets off, rolled out of bed and stepped into the shower. I think the modern shower is one of the greatest inventions in the world. It’s not only a place to exercise good personal hygiene, but it’s also a place of serenity, a place to relax, a place to sing your heart out as your voice is drowned out by the falling water. For me, it was a place to think. A place to think about moving on with my life, and what it would take to forget Kristine’s name. I got dressed, brushed my teeth, combed my hair, and picked up my backpack. I checked the time, it was 8:30. It usually takes me half an hour to get to my class 25 miles away, but I always like to be early. With that, I walked towards the stairs. However, I forgot to do something, so I turned around, and booted up my computer. I logged on to Mozilla Firefox, and began to update my Craigslist ads listed under “Casual Encounters: m4w.”
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That’s all for now, hope you enjoyed that little sneak peek and I should have the story done within a week.
Thanks for reading.

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