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Tag: Kissing

Anon

“She doesn’t feel nervous until the stranger touches her. It’s the feel of his hands that does it. They are different from her husband’s hands.”

A vignette about fucking a stranger in a hotel room.

Outside

“You can’t stop looking at her body – the way that everything is a curve that ends in another curve. No angles. No straight lines.”

A short story about having sex outside in the sunshine.