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The Art Of Keeping A Secret

A trip down memory lane.

You always know that a dinner party doesn’t really get interesting until the alcohol starts flowing. This evening is proving to be no different. After a fairly pedestrian main course, nobody has really said too much, keeping very much tight lipped. The British stereotype of being reserved certainly isn’t just a myth. Fast forward an hour and add copious amounts of wine and things get...Read On

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The Black Box

A sub has her first meeting with her dom

In case of emergency, seek the black box. It can unlock all matters of mystery. It contains wisdom and knowledge and history. It provides insight into the heretofore unknown. Never before had a color and three dimensional shape, Arisen to the level of such mythical proportion. Never before had there been some acclaimed esteem, Afforded to the most simplistic of concepts. She entered...Read On

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Together We Make Each Other Happy

Although we are far apart, we don’t feel the distance when we are together. Together we make each other happy. Your smile and words make me smile, your heart makes mine beat faster. Together we make each other happy. You care about me, as I care about you. Together we make each other happy. You make me feel so wanted, your mind and heart is what drew me in. Together we...Read On

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Power Chapter Twenty-Seven: Daryl's Dick Cult

Nine Inches Dot Cum

The campus newspaper headline said it all: “RIOT IN THE DORM!” This had started a couple of days ago. Several of us discovered that our class schedules gave us an hour off at mid-day, all near Freud Hall. (The psych majors called it Cigar Castle; I never did figure that one out). Daryl and Brett lived there, so we’d all eat lunch with them in the dorm’s kitchen. At the first lunch...Read On

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Piddling With A Hainted Heart

Piddle: (Intransitive verb) to waste, to throw away, to abandon. [A Euphemism]

Just because she doesn't cry, Doesn't mean a thing. What she's piddling with Is a hainted heart. Sometimes tears Can't cause a river Deep enough for a woman To dip her haint of a heart in --Not when she has lived too long In such a short time. What is the purpose of a tear If not to soothe? For her there is no soothing. A woman can grow dry Inside Like burnt leaves, Discarded among dead...Read On

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Beyond The Brothels

On eroticism I was suckled,  In the valley of the tits. Lactation finely tuned me, In seeking out sensuality. Together with my journal, I took leave of my mother home. Setting foot in Budapest, I thrived on fornication. It was there in nightly swills And brothels of stoned cold women, I regained the quality of my wits, Forthwith used my quill. On hollow halls I wandered, In...Read On

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The Simple Pleasures

Love you baby..

I am just a simple girl, who enjoys the simple pleasures.  Let it be listening to the rain hit on a tin roof  Or the smell of freshly cut grass, on a warm summers day. The way you take my hand softly in yours, As we walk along the beach, Listening to the waves, as they softly caress the shore. Or maybe it's the way your eyes shine so bright When you look at me,  Allowing them to be...Read On

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Sophie's Revenge Part 2

My name is Sophie, and this is the story of how I first gave in to my feelings for my boyfriend's friend. Now, I don't want you think that I found any of this easy. It really first started when I saw that my boyfriend, Jon, had been flirting with girls on Facebook. I had just gotten home from work and I'd gone to our desk top computer to check my emails, when I noticed Jon's Facebook...Read On

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Daddy's Boss 3

I was so excited, as I walked to my car, the memory of Luke stuck in my head. We just had the greatest sex in my dad’s office and no one caught us. It so turned me on that once I reached my car, which had Luke's brand new BMW parked next to it, I had a wicked idea. I sat down in my car. I snap chatted Luke a quick picture of my panties, before I removed them and placed them on Luke’s...Read On

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The Quality of Mercy, part 2

Whose mercy do I need most?

**THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION** I was absolutely shocked. Baffled. Bamboozled. Confused. Non-plussed. Any of these words, and more besides, currently described me. I was sitting on the toilet. This is not why I was so shocked and confused. I knew how I had gotten there and why I was there. What I didn't understand were the events that had lead to me being there, sat on the cold...Read On

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Mistaken Identity - Part Three

Dinner and fireworks for two, please.

The sky was tinged in oranges, pinks and purples as the last rays of the sun gave way to the inky black of night. Jake checked his reflection one last time in the small mirror over his wash stand, running a hand over his freshly shaved chin and smoothing unruffled hair. He'd washed and changed after the work day, the button up dress shirt a novelty in the wilds of the west. The trousers...Read On

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The Neighbor

I noticed her the day I moved in.

Where the fuck am I? The layout was exactly the same, but the furniture was different. I thought I was home because the bed faced the same direction, the dresser was in the same place and the door was even closed. But as I lay there trying to gain my bearings, things started coming back to me. First, I realized I wasn’t alone in the bed. Second, the decorations on the wall weren’t even...Read On

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Night Breaths

Passion and desire ... Always and forever

Tonight I want to feel you against my spine Feel your body next to mine Hands gliding over my skin Fingers curving my pussy within Your rigid cock Hard like a rock Kissing on my skin so soft Breath hot and sweet in the air it will waft Your tongue flicking over my hard nips While your hands caress my big tits My grinding hips move back and forth As your hard cock points north My...Read On

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One Time Only

Amanda wants to try something different...

One time only… I thought to myself as I walked into the bar a block away from my apartment building. This was the first time I had been to the club in the past five years. I never came here because it was just a dark, lonely room filled with creepers with no lives and stuck up people that you just want to beat up. Tonight was different than the rest, I was growing desperate. I had...Read On

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Rebecca's First Time

Fuck me! My pussy is aching for your hard dick!

My name is Rebecca, but my friends call me Becca. I am seventeen years old, and the only virgin in my group of friends. All my friends ask if I have ever been fucked, or had I ever sucked someone off before. I reply by shaking my head for no, and they all laugh.  Today, I'm meeting my boyfriend, Raphael. He is so perfect, with his short blonde hair that seems to frame his face and his...Read On