by Lore Prior
I would ask for your name
if your tongue wasn't in my mouth.
One of your big toes has been nesting in my O-ring for 10 minutes now.
Jeep Wranglers were not built for making out.
I vaguely recall discussing blow with you while we were still on the porch.
As you perform cunnilingus on the gums where my wisdom teeth used to be,
I'm playing Mario Kart on the back of my eyelids.
Has anyone mentioned you grunt like a weasel when you're touching tit?
I'm certainly not going to.
I see you're expecting head.
Oh no, I can't, I'm way too tired.
The prospect then denial of a blowjob has made your face crumble
like a boy who's just been smacked.
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awkward sex encounters make for interesting writing.
Good good good. My favorite line: "I'm playing Mario Kart on the back of my eyelids."
Brave strong piece, both it and you!
Loved it, Lauren. Fav
Clear, honest. Nice work L
Killer first line and the rest follows suit.