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Geschreven door: Piquet Label(s): Male / Female Teens, Reguliere sex Behold, all around you; Eyes eloquent but mute, Searching, staring, longing, Unable to refute Their consuming hunger, The undying fire That burns and keeps on burning In the prison called Desire! Each night somewhere they gather, The so-called unattached And there rehearse in silence The lies that they have hatched. With restful ease abandoned And cool disinterest feigned, With laughter simulated And courage unattained. Victims of doubt and anguish, They choke upon the rope Bound tight to them by fear, The enemy of hope. Yet still each night they gather For while the fires burn They reach the river thirsty; Drink not and must return. Then, one night, he sees her And soon she meets his eye, Instantly deciding, “Yeah, I could fuck this guy.” His mates all laugh and stir him But they couldn’t with for more. When he leaves with her they yell, “Oi, the bastard’s gonna score!” A short walk from the dance floor To where a shadow’s cast, Against a dusty brick wall- A relic of the past. Hands swiftly find employment, She ventures down below And gasps with expectation For he has begun to grow. He holds her head and marvels At the softness of her hair Then finds her lips and savours The tightness he finds there. Full and red they glisten Like a forest flower; Lips that say, “I want you, I’m ready to devour.” His muscles strain, her teeth clench With each thrusting stroke; Roll your eyes back baby And the deity invoke! She breathes the cold air deeply And feels her body surge, Tingle, heave and rattle As he brings her to the verge. “Come!” The serpent beckons, “I swear to set you free From that irksome shackle – Responsibility! Far from fear and burden, Out on my astral plane, Lost in the firmament, Safe from the demon pain!” At last a word is spoken, A sacred, solemn word, Distinct and oft repeated But little more than heard. They sigh but not in sorrow Though loss shall be their lot And by this time tomorrow Tonight shall be forgot. Their eyes shall join those others That stare out of the gloom; The famished and the weary That haunt each smoky room, Longing for but a moment To quell the raging fire That burns the heart to ashes In the furnace of desire! Misschien vind je een van de onderstaande verhalen leuk: Claiming Mary(<10 minuten)Fictie - First Time, Romance The Impoverished eldest son of an Earl reluctantly pursues Mary for her fortune at his mothers insistence but there is no spark,until Biblical Proportions - Chapter 3 - Diabolical Divas(26 minuten)Fictie - Anaal, Autoritair, BDSM, Bondage, Discipline, Dom / sub, Female Domination, Group Sex, Hardcore, Humiliation, Interracial, Latex fetish, Oral Sex, Pijpen, Slavery, Slikken, Spanking, Threesome, Transseksueel Just when Ethan thinks he's hit the lowest depths of depravity, Asha unveils an entire underground order of sex-crazed Futa Amazons. Chapter 8 - Black Out Sam(<10 minuten)Fantasie - Older Male / Female, Oral Sex, Pijpen, Plumper, Reluctance Reluctant for a reason but not what I expected. Chapter 7 - Sexy Sadies Apothecary(11 minuten)Fantasie - Anaal, Bondage, Drugs, Female Domination, Non-consensual sex, Older Male / Female, Rape Waitress takes me home. Drugs & handcuffs me for her pleasure. Bad Parents(11 minuten)Fictie - Erotica, First Time, Geschreven door vrouwen, Incest, Maagd, Male / Teen Female, Non-consensual sex All characters are 18 years of age or older and are based purely on fiction. This particular chapter includes themes of non-consent and reluctance, but are not consistent themes throughout the book's entirety. | ||||