🌱 go touch grass 🌱

🌱touching grass🌱

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Grass... it was all I could think about. Why you might ask? My name is Eric. More known as Xxgr4ssl0v3r on Twitter. I'm a SJW. I have devoted my life online to arguing with strangers and minors over the stupidest reasons. Majority of them tell me to go touch grass.

Touching grass had never been an idea of mine to do, until now. I've checked off the amount of times ive been told it, one hundred and four, closing my phone to the hundred and fifth.

I would look outside, resting my eyes on the soft field of grass outside. I never thought about it until now, it looked so nice to lay in.

Biting my lip, I looked at the grass yet again, reaching my hand towards down below.

I would begin to rub two fingers on my clit, my breathing getting heavier.

My eyes would start to glide back down to the grass, I needed to go outside. I HAVE too.

I would stand up, going to the door, it was a nice day outside. I opened the door, the smell of grass hitting my nose immediately. It smelt so good, the smell would start to cause my lust towards grass to grow even more.

I would smirk, taking both my pants and panties off, going to sit down on the grass. A rush of adrenaline flowed through my veins, god it felt so good to have my ass pressed onto the soft ground.

  I began to rub my lower parts onto the grass, usually people could get cut by grass blades, but this time all I felt was the pleasure from the soft soft grass. Almost as if it needed me as much as I needed it.

  The grass would rub against my clit and go in me every now and then, moans would escape my lips, god it felt so fucking good.

  I would begin to grab handfuls of grass, stacking it ontop of eachother. I would then begin to rub myself ontop of the grass pile, so much grass would go in me and outside and rub all on me.

  It felt so good, all I could feel in this moment was pleasure. I would reach my hand down again to finger myself with the grass.

  My legs shaking, I let out moans that got louder each second, "A-ahh,,, grass,,, daddy.."

  I was close to orgasming. I felt one with the grass. I am the grass.

  After a few more minutes of sloppy moans, rubbing on grass, and all sorts of other actions, I would finish.

  I needed to mow the lawn again, patches and my liquids were everywhere on the lawn. I would lick the grass before standing up and heading back inside.

  Some things may never change, but this is an experience I'd like to change for the better.

   I went back inside, changing my Twitter to Xxgr4ssl0v3r and deleted all of my fights. I want to start over.

  I'll start over my life online, dedicating my life to the great pleasure grass gives me.

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The End.

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