Trashed

First published in Slit Magazine, the “T Issue”
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Trashed
By Lee “Bridgett” Harrington

Two miles from the airport she put her hand on my thigh, not ready for me to fly away.  Breath heavy with JD she kissed me hard harder until I breathed in her essence, breathed her in and was swept away.
Kiss me, she said, and as she slurred her Ss I knew she was trashed.
Two miles from the airport she pulls over to the side of the road, damn good thing as I notice her swerving goading me to kiss her again.
Breath heavy with JD she pushes me up against the seat slides her hands up underneath my binder, and I’m swept away.
Kiss me, she begs, and as she slurred her Ss I knew she was trashed.
Two miles from the airport we stumble out of the car with her hand on my thigh, ready to fly away.
Breath heavy with JD she pushes me up against the dumpster and I push back, pushing harder, pushing her away.
Kiss me, she pleads, and I pull her close and tongue her not caring how trashed she is.
Two miles from the airport I climb up into the dumpster, and hold out my hand for her.
Breath heavy with JD she climbs in after me, stumbles in after me, over empty cardboard boxes and an empty heart.
Kiss me, she screams at me, slurring her Ss as she undoes my fly, fumbling and trashed.
Two miles from the airport her lips wrap around my cock and I fly away.
Breath heavy with JD she hikes up her skirt and pulls me back into a heap of rubbish.
Kiss me, she moans, as I shove myself up inside her trashed cunt, trashed heart, trashed eyes pooling up under me.
Two miles from the airport she cries out as I fly away.
Breath heavy with JD she hits me hard across the face and I reel back reel myself in, my body ready to explode.
Kiss me, she groans, as she straddles me with a look of trashed determination.
Two miles from the airport the air stinks in the rubbish bin, the trash bin, the bed that she’s made for us.
Breath heavy with JD she closes her eyes and lets go of all of her pain impaled on my shaft.
Kiss me, I hear myself saying, realizing just how trashed I am.
Trashed, under her thighs.
Trashed, two miles from the airport.
Trashed, ready to fly away as I cum hard whispering kiss me, kiss me, kiss me…

Trashed

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Lee Harrington

Lee Harrington is an internationally known sexuality, relationships, and personal authenticity educator. Having taught in all 50 states and in 6 countries, he brings a combination of playful engagement and thoughtful academic dialogue to a broad audience. An award-winning author and editor on gender, sexual, and sacred experience, his books include “Traversing Gender: Understanding Transgender Journeys,” and "Sacred Kink: The Eightfold Paths of BDSM and Beyond," among many other titles. He has been blogging online since 1998, and been teaching worldwide since 2001. Welcome to his world, and your chance to expand your mind and heart alike.

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