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FICTION
posted 3/7/2007
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He sits on her thighs and touches her stomach and ribs. Matt stares at Rachel's rib cage with a neutral facial expression. He has an urge to scream in despair because the rib cage is very sexy, but is able to control himself completely, without it affecting his neutral facial expression. He stares at Rachel's face and kisses it. He touches her lips. He licks her neck and bites the neck meats a little and Rachel makes some little noises. He slides backward and licks her vagina. He sucks on her clit. He moves forward. Rachel sits and sees Matt's penis.
She moves her mouth toward Matt's penis. Matt moves his penis toward her mouth.
Rachel thinks about Matt ramming his penis very hard into her mouth so that the penis head exits the back of her head like when people shoot themselves to commit suicide. She has an image of an okapi playing an electric guitar in NOFX and jumping in the air with a ballet movement. Matt carries her head higher, then stands and pushes her head back against the mattress of the normal bed, and pushes his penis into her head. Most of Matt's penis is in Rachel's head. Matt moves his body back. Most of Matt's penis is outside of Rachel's head. Matt repeats this and touches Rachel's cheeks and pulls her hair back sometimes and looks down at her face, which is calm and nice and makesMatt feel like a quiet scene of a suburban neighborhood very late at night with snow falling, where one piece of snow is not snow but a white hamster falling very slowly with a neutral facial expression.
Matt holds his penis and moves close to Rachel's face so that the base of his penis is at Rachel's mouth. Matt pushes some of his penis meats into Rachel's mouth. Matt puts his penis back in Rachel's mouth. It is very warm inside her mouth. Matt feels a strong urge to rip
Matt puts one hand on her neck like to choke her and applies pressure. "Concentrate on speed and pleasure," he thinks.
her head off so that he can hold it and look at it closer, and throw it and hide in the closet with it, and eventually fall asleep inside the closet, but is able to control himself, partly because it doesn't make sense to do that, since he could look at her face closer just by moving his own face closer, not by ripping her head off, which would also kill her.
Matt pulls Rachel up and puts her on the bed. He pulls her thighs toward him and puts his penis into her vagina and goes back and forth. He goes very fast. "I know she likes it fast," Matt thinks. "She said she liked it fast. I remember that she said that, and now I am doing it fast." Matt feels wise. He feels strongly that he has a positive worldview and is in control of his life. Rachel begins to moan. Matt puts one hand on her neck like to choke her and applies pressure. He puts another hand on her jawbone with a finger in her mouth.Rachel is moaning. "Concentrate on speed and pleasure," Matt thinks with a serious facial expression. He observes Rachel's face very intensely and steadily with eyeballs that move around to look at her mouth, eyes, cheeks and nose while also concentrating on the sensations in his crotch area. Sometimes he concentrates less on the sensations and more on speed and position so that he does not ejaculate. He moves his body both methodically and recklessly. "It is hard to be reckless right now because the penis can only go in and out," Matt thinks. He feels a little reckless but also feels confused at how he is being reckless.
He climbs on the bed and sits on Rachel's chest and puts his penis in her mouth. He changes positions so that he is lying on top of Rachel and his penis goes straight down into Rachel's mouth. He turns his body so that his mouth is near Rachel's vagina. He looks at the vagina. He licks it a little. He sucks on it. Rachel moans with Matt's penis in her mouth. "This is really good, I think," Matt thinks. "This is a good position. Productive. Good job. Victory." Matt moves his chin toward his own chest and looks back at his penis that is going into Rachel's mouth. Matt sees Rachel's neck. It reminds him of a clean white fish bobbing vertically and repeatedly out of and back into the ocean, something Matt has never seen before. Matt kisses Rachel's clit and feels Rachel's tongue moving around against his penis. Matt feels like a small lamb levitated twenty feet above a green pasture slowly floating toward a sparkling river not yet polluted by factory farms.
