CUMplicated, Isn't It?

CUMplicated, Isn't It?

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___The house is a shabby rundown shack. Two of it's occupants survived thee earthquake of '89. Holly, and Michael, live bickeringly, but their sex lives are grand. They have lost 4 roommates to the quake, and no longer have coaches for their failing relationship. They live in a mess, with no Tv., in a time before internet. Just a computer with Paint Brush. An old 1992 Windows program. Everything that happens between them always drags them further and further from ever being able to heal their love. They've gone thru everything a couple can go thru, including marriage, and divorce, but excluding having children. Days could be long, and frightful in their household, but they could never be short. One day they will cease to stick together, because of the direction, they, this outrageously dysfunctional relationship is headed towards. it's best they leave each other, but they are always trying to end their disputes with forgiveness, and starting over. Can you blame them?

___"Why are the lights out again?"

___"Holy SHIT!!!!!"

___"What?! Is that what you really want? You want me to shit on you now? What kind of sex is THAT?!?!?!?!?!" Holly almost rushes to him, as if attempting to smack him, or something.

___NOT 'Holly shit!' I said 'Holy shit!' Mike razes his voice.

___"Oh. I thought you wanted shit....." She giggles. They both laugh in the dark.

___"The lights are out because....." Mike tries to explain ".....because I forgot to mail thee electricity payment."

___"AGAIN?!?!?!?!?!" She remembers how many times she kept checking their joint account, that she stayed on, even a year after their divorce. "....Oh my God.....I spent that money."

___"You WHAT?!?!?!?!?!" He shouts at her. Fingers making a fist. Sweat begins to drip from his enraged temple.

___Next thing you know he is pulling off her pants. "What?! You think sex is gonna bring your money back?!"

___"No! I just get really HORNY when I am in trouble!" He kisses her clitoris, and she pulls him up.

___Let me taste my pussy!"

___"Oh, I got something BETTER for you to taste!" He pretends to undo his belt. "I'm taking your blue jeans back to the store!" Next thing Holly knows, she is horny, and Michael is walking out the door.

___She did pay $100 for those jeans. "Maybe that's a good thing." She thinks to herself. Horny, and playing with herself, she gets down on the couch, spreads her legs, and fists herself. Hard!

___"Oh, Michael!" She says out loud. "Please do not have forgotten the receipt!" She moans. Her fist closed, and pumping her wet vulva. "PLEA-EA-EA-EA-EASE!!!!! Do NOT have forgotten the RECE-E-E-EIPT!!!!!"

___The door opens, fast. "What are you DOING to yourself?" Michael's home staring at her so hard that his dick gets hard.

___"Let me guess....." She stops and stands up. ".....You forgot the little piece of paper that says 'I bought this at this store,' right?"

___"No. I found the receipt in your fifth. pocket. They won't refund me, because they were worn."

___"You WHAT?!?!?!?!?!" Holly is very angry. "Why would let them KNOW I wore them?!"

___"Well, how were they gonna know they weren't worn?! They were washed! Once, or twice." Michael exclaims as calmly as his temper would let him. The room grows silent.

___"So whatta we do, Curious George? We can't just fuck in the dark for a week and a half until your veterans' check comes again~~I wanna play Solitaire!"

___"You seemed to be playing with yourself just fine!" He laughs.

___She just stares at Michael real hard. Michael feels thee ice between their eyes, and suddenly begins to tear. "Gulp." Goes his throat, looking down at the hardwood floors.

___"You know what else is HARD WOOD?!?!?!?!?!" She comes close to him. Puts her hand slowly on his cock that hardens for her at the same time.

___"Mu-mu-mu-me.....?" His pecker was pulsating at this point. Pussy was all that was on it's mind now. She undoes his belt, gets on her knees and sucks so fast he got whip lashed. They fall to the floor, and now he is on top of her. Pounding and pounding his way into her glorious love canal.

___They fucked for 88 minutes, and finally he spasms on top of her, trying to cum, and then at last he shoots his load. Flooding her fuzz box up with enough sperm to get her pregnant had she not been on the pill. "Oh! Thank you!" She utters out nothing better to say.

___"You know what? I think we can like it here in the dark."

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04-21-'15

D. L. Cannon