Monday, February 26, 2007

The Edge Off


So, I’m sitting here on my couch, enjoying a splash of wine to take the edge off after having a big, hairy man climb on top of me. I barely managed to rip my shirt off before grunting and sweating; he bent me into a pretzel, causing me to cry out in ecstasy and pain at the same time.



By the time he finished, I was spent, panting and delirious. I wanted to laugh and cry at the same time, but I just lay there, biting my lip, tears running down my face. Fuck me, it was really good. Possibly the best I’ve ever had. I mean really, have you ever had it so good you cried? Anyway, the wine is like I said, taking the edge off and a perfect compliment to getting worked over by my chiropractor.

6 comments:

Jay said...

Did your chiropractor light up a cig aftewards?

Pirate said...

We shared one after a snuggle.

Blondie said...

I got addicted to my chiropractor after my Back Incident. I haven't been for a while...you're making me miss him. I could use a good crunch.

Queen of Dysfunction said...

I don't get it. Was that erotica or an endorsement for chiropractic care?

Pirate said...

I suppose it was an erotic endorsement of my chiropractor, but as my back seems to be a bit out of sorts already, I may have to pull it!

A chuisle said...

that also made me miss my chiropractor. i loved him. sigh...

chiropractic care is sooo the way to go.