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Sexy Beast: The Intimate Adventures of an Ugly Man
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elbows: I undo your belt.
Your top button.
Scratching at your zip.
I undo it.
I use my other hand and start to pull at your jeans.
wicked.grace: I am very wet now.
I let you.
elbows: I move down your body quickly and pull off your jeans—down your legs—off!
wicked.grace: I raise my ass off the bed to help you a bit.
elbows: Don’t say ‘ass’.
Then I remove your knickers in one swift movement and while your bum is raised I flip you over on to your stomach.
Then I move up between your legs and thwap my cock against your buttocks.
wicked.grace: Mmm, I love being face down.
elbows: thwap thwap
I push my hand into the small of your back.
My thumb finds its way into your bum.
wicked.grace: Mmmm, it slides in because you’ve licked it.
elbows: My fingers are in your vagina too.
Of course I’ve licked it. It’s dripping.
wicked.grace: That gets wetter as you play with my ass.
elbows: sigh
My hand is in you like a bowling ball.
(Sorry for the bowling ball analogy.)
wicked.grace: Dirty. I like it.
elbows: OK then. I bowl you across the room and the furniture goes flying.
I follow you.
wicked.grace: erm
elbows: And launch myself at your rectum. Then I’m in you like a light sabre through a knob of butter. fffshoom.
wicked.grace: No no no
elbows: fffshoom. shhhhhvummm. fffshoom. fffshoom.
wicked.grace: Stop with the analogies. Keep the butter, lose the light sabre.
elbows: What about the knob?
wicked.grace: So, you’re buttering me up.
And slipping in.
Yeah, the knob can stay.
elbows: I slide in slowly…
…like, real slow.
wicked.grace: In and then out and then in again, ever so slowly.
I can feel myself opening up to you.
Bit by bit.
elbows: I can feel myself throbbing inside you.
wicked.grace: I can feel that too, inch by inch, you’re filling me up I’m wriggling away a bit, as it’s so intense, and then coming back for more.
Pushing myself back on to you.
Enjoying the impalement.
elbows: I push myself into you a little harder as you try and inch away.
I’m not letting you get away.
I pull you on to me.
Grabbing your hips.
Pulling.
I grunt involuntarily.
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