Eggplant
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by Pause Reflect Move Forward
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She asked me to come over and sit on her face the 1st night we spoke on the phone
I went
But I didn’t
I seduced her with my awkwardness that evening on her decked-out patio filled with memories of girlfriends past
When I invited her over to my place
She leaned down and put her head on my shoulder
And said, “I’m a mess”
Then?
I was too
Thought to myself, "Immediate red flag"
After I railed her with the large purple eggplant-looking toy she brought for me to use on her
She’d told me before she was unable to make herself cum
So I helped her
She made so much noise
When she was done
I whispered in her ear
“Why were you so loud?”
She panted and said, “I needed to cum”
After?
I sat on her face
The relationship was done
About the author:
Pause Reflect Move Forward writes across multiple forms of poetry, erotic, reflective, and raw, always rooted in intention, authority, and truth. Freelance writer and entrepreneur. Find her at @PauseReflectMoveForward.
Check out her books on Amazon:
1st book erotic self-love poetry
2nd book self-love poetry