Stories tagged “awkwardness”
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pickup truck: Pt. 1
One of my knees was on top of his cup-holder, and the other was pressed against the back seat. My breath was still coming out in shallow gasps, and I could see his face looming in the darkened car. The windows were tinted, but did nothing to ease my pa...
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pickup truck: Pt: 2
The first time we fucked my face was squashed between a seatbelt buckle and the right-side door. It started out clumsy and uncomfortable, like trying to swing dance in a dumbwaiter. His shoulder kept knocking against the headrest, and I was terrified t...
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pickup truck: Pt. 3
He lit my cigarette first. For the next five minutes we leaned on each other, blowing smoke out the back and not speaking. Then he leaned over to pick his boxer briefs off the floor, and pulled them on. He tossed his smoked butt out the window, making ...
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Thoughts in a Silent Den
Spartan yet elegant, the den consisted of three irregularly shaped sofas around a splatter-shaped glass coffee table. Two tall windows nestled between bare bookshelves, looking out at the swirling, glowing surface of the shield. Dim lights glistened ac...