03 mars 2009
My Queer Love & Sex Lives
Saturday
night, i get the polyamory blues.
if you ever thought it would be easier than plain old monogamy... well i guess
you were wrong !
drama drama drama. and more drama. in public.
Sunday night, i decide i need to stop being so codependant and to just do what
i feel like doing, and so i decide to fuck.not as a vengeance, not to make you jealous. just because i feel like it.
i need something fun and empowering. hey girls... what about kidnapping a butch
and fucking her stupid ?
watch out big tough studs... the femme menace is coming to town and the gang is
ready to BANG !
so that's what we do, gang-bang a butch and make each other feel good and powerful and validate each other as great fuckers. We're not just pillow heros, we're fierce tops. Bendover butch !
Monday night, of course baby i still love you ! we walk in what greenery we can
find close to your place, because the spring is coming and it’s been a harsh
winter, because the sun feels good even if its late in the afternoon. then we
go home and cuddle and process a little and watch Sunday’s Postsecrets and then an episode of the L
word and you make tea for me. and then seeing such boring vanilla lipstick lesbians
has made me really horny thinking of how hot we are in comparison. i don’t
want no sweet kisses and tender foreplay, i want your hand pounding me. now. so
i take it and make you fuck me. you know what i want and you give it to me.
hardcore, kinky, orgasmic sex. i squirt. and then i squirt again. i love you, i’m
so happy our bodies still have that chemistry and magic, so i get all silly and
nutty and i jump around and i play lil girl. daddy daddy look daddy i can pee
by myself, i'm a big girl ! then you want to go get something to eat, daddy
please can i go with you ? alright but you'll have to be a good girl. i promise
i’ll be good ! you let me serve you and help you put your shoes on and bring
you your coat. we go out for takeaway chinese food, come back home to eat,
watch another episode of this stupid show, and then get horny again. this time you
let me fuck you. i'm so thankful that you let me melt your stone from time to
time, that you trust me enough to moan and cum for me. you know i know your
boundaries, you know i know where i can't go and what i can't do. i love your
body and i want to please it. you go down on me and you know there are some
stone parts of me too, and you let me guide you and move beneath you and rub my
pussy against your face and pull your hair because that’s how i can let you go
there. us femmes we’ve been made to harden inside, too. it takes some trust to
let you butches melt our stone, too. but i trust you baby cause you’re not just
any kind of lover, you’re an expert, you’re an artist, you’re a goldsmith. you fuck
my throat some more, you make me choke and gag and i’m helpless breathless in
your arms, i whine and pant like a little puppy, i can’t be self-conscious
cause i’m too horny, i rub my pussy against your thigh, writhing, rearing, arching…
i’m drooling and spitting all over. your fingers are probing deep in my throat
and you tell me to hold and keep them in just a little bit more. for you i can
be good, i can get better. then you fuck my pussy some more, real hard,
stepping on my face and strangling me with your foot. i’m yours again – you’ve
just reminded me no one can fuck me that hard, no one can make me scream that
loud. only you can treat me like the slut i am and that’s why i’m your little
slut. you know what a slut needs and you give it to me, and for this i am yours
forever. i belong to the one who can tame me, the one who can break me. only for
you i’m a good girl, only for you i can take it so hard and deep and strong. i
orgasm as my love for you climaxes, and i squirt more than ever before. the sacred
fountain of my joy blesses you, i’m cumming holy water, sprinkling you and the
sheets, sanctifying our love and purificating us from our sins of flesh. my bliss
is so intense i’m delirious. we kiss and hug and then smoke a few cigarettes
and then go to sleep cause i’m waking up early tomorrow. this morning i feel
light and happy as a lark, the sun is shining and the sky is clear, i wake up like
a big girl doing it all by myself and i kiss you goodbye, have a good day, and i
go to my university. see you tonight at the preview of Gus van Sant’s Harvey
Milk for which we have free invitations, since we’re amazing queer activists. i
love you and how great you make me feel.
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