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(My First Time) MY FIRST SELF PORTRAIT DURING INTIMACY, THE FIRST COUPLE I PHOTOGRAPHED DURING INTIMACY AND FIRST MALE FRIEND I PHOTOGRAPHED NUDE – ALL IN 2005 (OR ’06) ALL IN CHICAGO…by Natasha Gornik

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LUST COMES IN SHADES OF PINK…by Natasha Gornik

i want to sit you on a leather sofa push your shoulders down soft and firm until you are on your back kneel over you and lower myself sitting a few inches above your cock silently slip off my dress … Continue reading

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BLUSH…by Natasha Gornik

Daddy takes turns on us, has us sit on his lap each perched on a thigh making us play with each others sweet little nipples and tits my hand around his cock stroking it up and down and his fingers … Continue reading

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EXTENSION CORD…by Natasha Gornik

i love the combination of walnuts and raisins and as i walk down the street familiar characters from films pass by and urban apartments smell of curry it reminds me of childhood and at the photo shoot we talk of … Continue reading

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AUTHENTICITY MONTH: TASTE THE SMELL OF AMMONIA…by Natasha Gornik

there’s a sweet taste of calm when i swallow and women walk down the street in last night’s shoes which made sense then and now wobbly ankles above suede platforms and they look funny in the morning sun. at the … Continue reading

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SOMETHING’S MOVING UNDER MY NIPPLE…by Natasha Gornik 8.5.12

i call a bat signal and we are in the bedroom four minutes later. a puppy pad is put out and we are excited prepping for the activities that lay moments ahead taking out the hitachi and various g-spot toys … Continue reading

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POPCORN AND CIGARETTES…by Natasha Gornik 8.28.12

i love the sound of noodles being stirred in a pot of boiling water and my head is spinning off my neck and Saturday night at the party talk of Easter 3 and holes will get filled and future orgies … Continue reading

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CURE FOR HEADACHES…by Natasha Gornik 7/12/12

she tells me to sit down on the floor and i kneel, coffee in hand. it takes a few moments and when she comes back to the room she tells me to take off all of my clothing and hands … Continue reading

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I OVERSEE LIMBO IN DUMBO…by Natasha Gornik 6/27/12

i couldn’t sleep. i thought about the bodega that makes great breakfast sandwiches and i thought about the first apartment i ever had and when my parents came to visit on Puerto Rican Independence day there was a cop car … Continue reading

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THIS MEAL, I’D FUCK IT…by Natasha Gornik

an object of desire. i love it when i have one. it usually ends up a man, sometimes a woman, but mainly men. i like when my object of desire is still just that, a desire, and that keeps the … Continue reading

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