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Winged Didgeridoo
Date: 8/28/2015, Categories: Flash Erotica, Author: adagio_sabadicus, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories
I met Evelyn on a blind date arranged by a fellow book-monger. I was in between a silence in my life of romance after a wind-of-flu carried away my last love. Evelyn was an unmarried mom of two and whatever happen still remains unsaid. Ones that know me well, know that I blow the truth. What I am about to tell you is a tale of the didgeridoo. Two weeks in... Like talons, her fingers scraped my back as her moans withered and became sighs of truth. She loved sex and the musk of lust, bringing her to a quest in life. We were like one in our thoughts when it came to down-home fucking, mucking out positions of the Karma Sutra. Her eyes like coal-dark ebony and her kisses of searing vermouth, never cease to bring me to crying. Not out of pain but out of my insane love for her. At night, when the shadows of the trees fell across the walls of the bedroom...the shadows took on extremities. Like arms embracing and lifting her hips to my wandering lips. Then suckling on her clit as the shadows danced. Was it my imagination? She proved that the shadows were voyeurs and a rigmarole of lighting from the impending storms. The thunder clanged as her cunt snapped on my penis. Her arms and elbows penned to her side, sitting straight up she screamed, as the shadows played tambourine and woodwind songs. Like a wisp of a breeze and her spreading cunt, she grasped my didgeridoo. A musical-like instrument. It became a phallus and the maw of her cunt spew obscenities. Happening in a span of my gouging cock. It sprouted wind and cawed poetic words. The grinding-mill of my penis drilled, like a plow hoeing, the boning of her half sector. A time of now and a time forgotten, from the Outback and the didgeridoos.
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