The Former Long-Distance Couple Who F*cked So Much They Made Each Other Sick
“I was showing up to classes late, missing deadlines, covered in hickeys.”
“I was showing up to classes late, missing deadlines, covered in hickeys.”
Group sex, mutual masturbation, radical honesty, and lots of oral! The classics, really.
Marin and Leigh are in their early thirties, don’t really wear heels (but could probably make it work), and still really love sex in a car!
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“Women are so socialized — successfully or not — to be objects of desire, not subjects of desire, on a sexual marketplace.”
From the friend zone to the throne room, a tale as old as time.
These two started out as strictly hooking up for the sex, and now they’re finishing each other’s sentences. This is how they f*ck.
We’re both trying to avoid the lesbian bed death trope, hoping to be remembered in history as lovers, not “really good friends.”
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“I picked up the tentacle attachment and clicked it into place. For a moment, nothing happened – then, the tip began to move, seeking out something to touch, and the entire shaft lit up with sensation.”
She stared at the camera as she slowly took off her dress; she liked the way Hank looked at her through the screen, his mouth parted, his eyes wide. She could hear his breathing, and she loved the way he gasped when she did anything that made him particularly proud. FaceTime sex was full of its own cues and rhythms. It was hot.
You are just picking up Naomi. Your very good friend, Naomi, whom you have only not-so-jokingly offered to take up on her not-so-joking offer to fuck for a decade. She literally just got emotionally gut punched by some fuckboy. Don’t be another fuckboy. Not today. Unless she initiates. Fuck, she always initiates. Fuck, I missed my exit.
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Special? Of course she was special. She was their partner, their most precious relationship, their lover of nearly ten years, their most trusted confidant. She smelled like a combination of lavender and musk, with this particular tenderness that still made Bennett’s knees weak and that growl start to build deep in their body.
When you slide in, the girls unnestle and immediately home in on your navel. They lick their lips and lunge forward. One digs in with both sets of claws.
Made me want to / and I did tap / that ass / many times / made it mine.
First I became a cloud-woman. Min had always liked watching them as a child, one of her only good memories from that period. I lifted up my skirts, let her lap up my water. Her mouth was covered in dew when I kissed her.
Powdered hemp cutting into soft, bruised flesh. Jax tries to hook a finger between rope and skin and finds there isn’t room. It excites them.
Mostly I had chalked my ambivalence up to stifling antidepressants and emotional avoidance. Was I gutted of desire or was this a case of under exposure? Or was I supposed to own my simpleton truth and scream from a cliff, “I just want to dim the lights and be pegged, goddamnit!”
Finally, Danielle and Joanna are reunited are years of radio silence. Will Joanna’s voice still move Danielle as strongly as she remembers?