Chapter 23

Her bare breasts to the window pressed,
Mirjeta has, to a sex act, acquiesced.
She wiggles and jerks
As hot ‘fireworks’
Climax. It leaves her wet and very impressed.

From https://storiesonline.net/s/25394/fireworks-by-mat-twassel

Pure Poetry is all well and dandy.
But it’s wet pussies that make boys randy.
Poetess, Julie,
Would not disagree.
Playing with hard cocks she’s quite handy.

From https://storiesonline.net/s/25402/in-search-of-pure-poetry

Whether for real or in a girl’s dream,
Trickle-tickles may be or at least seem
Like a sex shower.
This will allow her
Orgasm to overcome and reign supreme.

From https://storiesonline.net/s/25401/julie-rain-or-shine

It had come as a delightful shock
When Gilbert’s smiling eyes did lock
Upon Anais and Giselle,
Going at it belle au belle,
Just before the stroke of two o’cock.

From https://storiesonline.net/s/25413/stroke-story-by-mat-twassel

With her winter boots she was shod.
Nothing else graced her naked bod.
The cold snow and ice
Felt so very nice,
As did the strokes of his stiff rod.

From https://storiesonline.net/s/25412/amanda-at-the-lake

Written with whimsy and caprice,
This story’s a priceless art piece.
So is Julie,
Whose wet pussy
Craves cock for sexual release.

From https://storiesonline.net/s/25418/museum-stories

Within innocence before the Fall,
Sense of guilt was felt not at all.
Sin has to be learned
For shame to be earned.
Children of God, a blessed catch-all. (Ashley)

Eve claimed that an apple a day
Would help keep her demons at bay.
Twas just Adam’s luck
The force of their fuck
Brought all of God’s wrath into play. (Mat)

If that’s the case, then Original Sin
Is precisely where Life had to begin.
Wearing a fig leaf,
But covers belief
That it’s shameful to expose cock or quim. (Ashley)