Short Story 1

The day was dark,a solid pitch black. The ass cheeks of la-a were exerting a chocolate brown smoke of Hersey smelling mist. My eyes were dripping with tears and I was soaked in sweat, my zipper began to pop outwards like the force of a growing water ballon. I knew what I had to do to let go of this drive, I unzipped my pants and began seducing la-a with a rain dance of her Ugandan homeland. Her buttocks danced in unison with the clap of my hands. As I began taking off my pants she grabbed my balls and began to hold them at a cusp and slowly bring down her greasy, utterly sexy hands downward. I began to grow an enormous erection that had a mind of its own. It pushed itself in between some of her rolls of fat and I repeatedly penetrated the area until I creamed. I recharged quickly as la-a told me about her native trip and how her utter sexiness provoked her vagina to become the floppy mess it was. Again an erection popped out as I imaged a slightly overstuffed taco in between two juicy dark thighs. I began to penetrate her anally and then began to insert my penis into her vagina. It quefed and let an amazing aroma of the caviar of the best quality. I pounded her cervix until she was knocked out from pain. I pulled out and creamed all over her face, leaving her the mark of the Chilean dragon.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/29t82m/short_story_1

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