So, I'm at this party and DreadBraid Girl is wearing a sign: "kiss me -$1". Ha ha. Kissing booth thing, quick lip-smack and currency exchange- no biggie, right?
Wrong.
It's The Dance of Tongues. Wow. DBG is a fired-up woman. It turns into a an ass-grabbin', oral-stabbin' standing Dry Hump. My stubbin is rubbing her button , ya know? She breathes into me - faster, moister and harder. Rub, rub. I reach through her snaky hair and find a neck. Rub.
Our teeth meet.
Our groins grind. My knees buckle and adjust for her lack of height.
Wobble and Rub.
Rub.Redrub. Redrub.
She quivers and exhales deeply into my chest.
I think she came.
I almost did.
All this in front of a bunch of strangers and one Old Friend.
Should I feel shame?
Probably, but I don't.
3 comments:
one dollar!?!?!? i hope you gave her five...
i did. sure wish I'd had a twenty with me.
if she'd do all that for a buck, i'm sure you woulda scored for twenty lol.
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