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Do you like when I fuck you this deep? I was panting. Cara was screaming. The head board was slamming the wall. I had her knees pinned to the matress. I thrust in deeper and harder. She was clawing my back. She was begging for more.
She thew her head to the side to see Lara. Her eyes started beaming. Lara was laying on her back next to us. Her fingers were working. Her eyes were sleepy and dark. Her lips were swollen. She was panting and moaning. Lara was close to cumming.
Cara pushed me off her and rolled me on my back. You can’t cum before you fuck Lara. She scolded me and sat on my face. She pinned me down.
I started sucking and licking and kissing furiously. I felt so alive. I was free.
I felt Lara slide me inside her. I heard her screaming. She was bucking her hips hard. She was kissing Cara. I could hear their lip-sucking punctuate the screams. It excited me more.
I licked more forcefully. Cara came. I felt her spasm roll across my tongue. I felt her legs convulse. I heard her scream at the ceiling as Lara rode me faster. Lara was cumming too. Lara’s screams were high-pitched and rapid. Cara screamed from the gut of her throat. She was roaring.
I was so close. I was so close.
I’m so close, baby. Just keep going. Please don’t stop. I’m almost there. Almost. I need to explode. Almost. Don’t stop. Almost. I need to convulse. Almost. Almost.
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Sex pervades the air. It’s there all around you, like a fluid.
I wouldn’t recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone, but they’ve always worked for me.
Sex contains all, bodies, souls,
Meanings, proofs, purities, delicacies, results, promulgations,
All hopes, benefactions, bestowals, all the passions, loves, beauties, delights of the earth,
All the governments, judges, gods.
…I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.
who copulated ecstatic and insatiate with a bottle of beer a sweetheart a package of cigarettes a candle and fell off the bed, and continued along
the floor and down the hall and ended fainting
on the wall with a vision of ultimate cunt and
come eluding the last gyzym of consciousness,
who sweetened the snatches of a million girls trembling
in the sunset, and were red eyed in the morning
but prepared to sweeten the snatch of the sun
rise, flashing buttocks under barns and naked in the lake
She turns and looks a moment in the glass,
Hardly aware of her departed lover;
Her brain allows one half-formed thought to pass:
‘Well now that’s done: and I’m glad it’s over.’
When lovely woman stoops to folly and
Paces about her room again, alone,
She smoothes her hair with automatic hand,
And puts a record on the gramophone.
You know what causes sexual thoughts? I’m gonna clear the air for you tonight. I’m gonna end this debate, hopefully once and for all while on this planet, ’cause outer space awaits our presence, we are better and more unique creatures than this and all eternity is our playground, so let me go ahead and clear this one issue up once and for all and let’s move on to real issues. Can we? Great.
Here’s what causes sexual thoughts: having a dick.
I did not have sex with that woman.
Indeed I did have a relationship with Ms. Lewinsky that was not appropriate.
There is a tragic flaw in our precious Constitution, and I don’t know what can be done to fix it. This is it: Only nut cases want to be president.
Sweetie, as well written and as wonderfully composed this entry was, I don’t give a fuck. HA! I kill myself. No really this was good you really got everyone’s fancy tickled. Have you ever tried writing for those little sex books? How about a new edition of the Kame Sutra. TANTRA! TANTRA! MORE TANTRA! Of course I think the whole thing could have used more masculinity. Next time add Hugh Jackman in ass less/ crotch less chaps.
I’ve been reading this every night since you posted it. It makes my toes curl. I love it.