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Neve and the Sandman

Is Neve's dream sparked from some erotic poetry, or something more?

"In the repertoire of my being, that of a mortal with creative juices...I, The Sandman and sweeper of sensuality make my nightly journey to seek out the one female creature that I might make my own.” Neve read these words to herself, then said aloud, “The sweeper of sensuality huh? Not in my experience.” Neve sat back in her bed. The story was from one of those online sites that...Read On

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An Anniversary to Remember (Part 4)

Saturday night of my anniversary weekend to remember.

When we were ready, we got in the car and drove to my good friend Matt’s place. Matt and I met at uni, and have been close friends ever since. Matt is very much into BDSM, I dabble in some light bondage and slavery from time to time, but he is on a completely different level. He has a whole dresser full of gear including ropes, restraints, lubes and toys, a truly remarkable thing to see for...Read On

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The Friday Night Male Nude Art Club

Whatever I'd expected, it wasn't this...

“Do you find me attractive?” The question sounded like more of an accusation, a reprimand, than anything. Professor Milford eyed me sternly over narrow, rectangular lenses. I wasn’t keen to meet her eye, but it was better than making things worse by staring at the stretches of red nylon visible from half-thigh to calves on her crossed legs. This was what I’d done habitually during...Read On

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Morning Wood

Weird dream or weirder reality?

I’d never woken up with another person in the same bed as me. The nuns had had strict ideas about things like that. As had my parents. How many days were there in 18 years? That was how many times I’d woken up alone. This time was different. Waking up with a man in my bed, his arm draped casually across my body, with his hand cupping, well almost cupping my breast freaked me out. Just...Read On

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Cock Discipline

an episode in my further training as a slave

I continued to kneel, eyes downcast, his cock and balls filling my entire field of view. I noticed he had become harder, from the friction of his cock over my face no doubt, but even more, I was certain, from the pleasure of literally rubbing my face in my submission. My suffering, whether it be enduring the physical punishment he had recently dealt out, or as now, having my very manhood...Read On

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A Pleasant End While Driving To Work

I like to drive while masturbating. Today something different happened.

It had become my custom to stop at a particular burger place in the morning to pick up pancakes to eat when I got to work. Usually, as I drove to and from work, I would open my belt, undo my pants and pull the waistband of my shorts down under my balls. This freed my cock up so that I could stroke it as I drove. Every morning, as I pulled into the lane to place my order, I would put...Read On

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Party Girl, Chapter 4

Bailee finally found someone who could tame her wild ways!

Bailee kissed Brad for several minutes, so happy that he accepted her even with her jaded past. Alone there in the back of the storeroom, Bailee felt safe with Brad. As they kissed, Brad slowly let his hands roam over the young girl's body and Bailee moaned her permission to him. His hands found her soft breasts and began to squeeze and play with them as Bailee's own hand found its way to...Read On

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The Game

We go about our days absorbed in our own lives; getting on with our business in our own little bubbles. We pass each other with fleeting glances and are mostly unaware of our instinctual habit of subconsciously assessing the people and world around us. We also have our own pleasures in life. It’s usually something that takes the focus away from the daily grind; for some girls its shoes,...Read On

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A School Master's Tale ~ Detention 1

Sir is asked to educate.

Detention, I had to admit was normally the most boring of aspects that came with the job as a School Master, in a ladies finishing school. I was eager to see my lady. I did not want to be there any more than they did, but there was I sat in a room with three maturing young women, in their late teens, who had misbehaved at some point during the day. I was reading some notes and then. “Sir?”...Read On

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I’m a real wild child

1. A walk in the park "Wait for me, I just need a pee," said Rhonda to her new boyfriend, Albert, as they rose from their seats in a snack bar. He had been very kind and bought her lots of drink, so now her pussy was full of pee! He was stunned for a second when he heard the word "pee", but then he smiled to himself — he liked that word. He put his arm around her, pulled her close...Read On

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Love Always

He didn't see it until it was too late

She gave me everything she had, but I saw it for something else. The signs were there, so clearly to see, but I was looking in another direction. Whenever I needed something, anything, she was there and gave it freely. Her laugh, her smile, her body were all things I took for granted. Her needs were simple and yet I couldn't come through for her when she needed me. ...Read On

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The Tease

For Brat

I walk into the room You sitting in a chair, a drink in hand A smile on your face; hazel eyes Watching my every move A mischievous smile on my lips A sparkle in my eye You waiting, anticipating Me ready for anything As I stand in front of you, Unbuttoning my blouse, unzipping my skirt Flashing my breasts You wanting to touch, lick, bite I straddle your lap You look up You licking...Read On

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Stones Of Blue

In deep crevices dust mites hide, Beneath old pages and in nooks. As if avoiding the dawn, And shades of hue.  Cobweb blankets of public opinions Garner small fractions of my tomes. That caress my shelves,  Scribing sensuality. The bookshop my musty possession, Within the dark bowels of Budapest. Exuding erotica of harken fetishes, And fornications of my eeriness. On entrance...Read On

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Stones In My Passway

With a pretty girl, listening to the Stones

Stones in the night (’68) As white as snow, As black as coal, Tunes to pacify, and sanctify Your shattered, lonely, broken soul. The rattle of guitars, Jig saw blues. A girl in the doorway, Blue eyed oblivion, The harp takes you to Heaven and home. Stray cat elevator story songs, Make me whole again, Take me back home, Where I knew what was real, A...Read On

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West Coast Games - Part Two: The Free Fall

Head games and jealousies awaken darker sexual elements in Leo and Roxy's relationship.

I’ve always thought relationships are a lot like seasons. They have their hot spells and eventual decline of life until things freeze over completely. Part of me was expecting that, even with Roxy. It had been the blueprint for all my past affairs. But it was nearing Christmas and I was still wrapped up in that candy cunt of hers. I felt green and boyish around her, convincing myself that...Read On