shameful
I shouldn’t want him. I shouldn’t even talk to him. It’s wrong and it’s disgraceful.
However his words came to me and I couldn’t help myself. Sometimes that pull in your gut leads you. He makes my brain stir and my cunt ache and I admit it’s been this way for quite some time. I ignored my curiosity before and played nice. However this time, I found myself unable to resist the temptation, I gave it to that curiosity and let it begin. ”I’d fuck you from behind with a fist full of your hair in one hand and your throat in the other.”
I thought for a moment on how to answer and came back with the word that opened the door.
“Promise?”
He did. Maybe he will. It remains to be seen if I will fuck him or not, wrong as it may be. Forbidden fruit is always the sweetest, and I can never get enough of it. No motives, no strings, no expectations. Equal amounts of dirt, baggage and potential loss. It could be a sweet deal.
It’s wrong to even think about it… but I am. He knows it. It’s shameful how bad I want to fuck you, I said. He responded with the word that is holding the door open.
“Perfect.”
Damn it’s hot when it’s wrong.
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You are perfect, hun.
There ain’t nothin’ shameful about that.
`x~Abe’s Heart
(Da Poet guy, from NYC)
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