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The Adventures with Mr. Ferguson Part 2

Mr. Ferguson grabbed the woman by her thighs, lifted her up and put her around his waist. She wrapped her outstanding, tanned legs around his waist. She grabbed his cock and placed it right in her soaking wet pussy. She jumped and pounded on his cock harder and harder each time. You could tell he loved it, because that’s when he started to fuck her back, ramming his cock into her pussy. She...Read On

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Spend My day

I show emotion when I hear love songs, Read romance and watch dancers sway. Listen to whippoorwills call, And say good cheer. That is how I spend my day. I show emotion when I whisper In someone's ear and scented lobe, As shadows fall beneath the magnolias, When buzzing bees are making honey. That is how I spend my day. I show emotion when it rains silently, Of violin strings...Read On

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Punizione

“You’re a fucking asshole!” she screams at me, her voice peppered with venom. I sternly stare at her, wait a moment and calmly reply, “I’m the asshole?” She drops her head and her eyes stare blankly at the floor. Her shoulders slump forward and she nervously fidgets with her fingers. She knows to remain silent and wait for me to finish what I have to say to her. I calmly continue,...Read On

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Chilling Of The Bones

With serpent's eyes, I hear clearly,  Discernibly of the naïve, Chilling of the bones,  Tweeting in cold nest.  Darkness, I sway my bleariness, With my pen I jingle obsidian, On pages of everlasting words,  Copulations and connotations.  On rising of my cock's mast, Praising the cunt is my forte. In the north forty of half awake, Streaming ink in my insomnia.  Raw senses of...Read On

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Petals And Thorns

The best of me is yet to be,  Beside quite whispers I'm at best. In jest, I quest my evermore,  Silently scribing erotic lore. Darkening lines fade to shade, With my quill I give nil erase, Temptations of darkening clouds,  And copulations I stream the ink  Scribbling my somberness still,  Trekking of the penis and slit, Cold gust blow my erotic seek,  Dripping precum chill...Read On

Like a child in the rain

Thoughts on the ending of a love affair

A dull ache, like some half-remembered pain Is all that remains of what we once were Together; but that is in the past now, And I am left like a child in the rain, Cold and alone, peering through misted glass, Eager to glimpse the light and life within, Craving the warmth of love, but all in vain. Forgotten now is the laugh in your voice, The touch of your hand, the...Read On

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Twelve Steps Below the Sun

In lieu of awards and applause, Beneath the spotlights And opera glasses of good taste, I prefer solitude when clouting, At Twelve Steps Below the Sun, Three fingers of the rum. My scripts of curbing at midnight, Streets of red lights and bordellos, Silence of enquiring whispers, Odd-lots my communal 'stablishment, Solicitously about my fanfare And gracefully down to the bare bones. ...Read On

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Rock and Water - Chapter 7

A night out with friends; a night in with the flogger.

Like most couples, certain patterns begin to emerge. Since our first night together in the cabin, once we’ve come down from the high of our orgasms and the intensity of our power exchange, we go back to laughing and debating on essentially equal terms. However, on this evening, after he has plugged my ass and trapped his seed inside of me, the energy between us has shifted. As we step into...Read On

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Spinning Down The Rabbit Hole, Part Three

Mitch and Bre discover a new side of themselves.

Bre heard a familiar voice outside her office door and looked up to see Mitch standing outside talking with her assistant. “God, but he is beautiful,” she thought to herself. Her mind was immediately flooded with images from Wednesday night when he stopped at her house after work for a drink and didn’t leave until 2:00 AM. Her eyes roamed over his body; she remembered how great he...Read On

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A Hardcore Crush

The more she tried to resist, the more he wanted her....

Forward : The next story published will be a counterpart to this one, where the teacher is dominant, so think of them in that light as you read. Clarissa slumped in her chair in the office, tired from the long day with her students. She smiled. They inspired her, those seventh graders, but today was one of those where she had to do a lot of talking. It was the short story science...Read On

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Tapping's Of My Heart

In still, the shadows hint the stirring of trees,  Coming of the dusk, insuring hours of hark, As my pulse quickens in lusty fashion And I in my candor, reading Annabel Lee. Sloshing of the tides upon the rocks slop And I in nightshirt take big chill, Of the visitor in my day dreams, Caressing the passion of my be. In mist of clouds, my seeing eyes blear, As I adjust comfort on...Read On

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Ether

When SHE forgets to bring me home cigatettes.

Salt sugar, stark dark as taillights drift and float upon fog. A scent in the ether, either you or I hear foghorn ferrules and now the time has come. Tell me I am not alone? Not the only one?  Brass engines hum with numbing heat  As noxious as a fucked upon sheet  As aware of pressed leaves in a forgotten book.  But look...  Twinkled candles matched your eyes as  At our party, clowns...Read On

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Syncopation, The Finale

Will the young lovers reunite?

Pink light pushed against the white cafè curtains of the frame farmhouse. Through the windows, the dark-haired girl was visible as she entered the little kitchen. A modern, sleek coffee maker, out of time with the rest of the appliances, stood on the counter beside the ancient stove. Coffee grounds were scoped from a plastic bin and poured into the white crinkled filter. Trickle of coffee...Read On

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A Bunnie To Play With - Chapter 9

It's time for exams, a little unplanned show-off, a new acquaintance and some added smoothness.

Exams were, well, exams. Until I sat on the desk and started to write, my hands were clammy and my nerves all over the place. But the moment the tip of my pen touched the sheet for the first time, all that faded away and was replaced by a manic drive to squeeze as many words as I could onto the paper. Time flew by, and before I knew it, it was evening again and once more time to cram and...Read On

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The Number Eleven

In my mortal existing present benediction of the dark, Been blessed by compatible qualifiers of my disposition,  Arbiters of The Number Eleven, with inner knowledge. Abbey of the niche, in quaint abodes of Gothic harrows, Friars and Sisters of The Number Eleven,  In genuflection to the keeper of the lamp, we follow. In bondage of the flesh and it's entitlement we profess, ...Read On

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Sloe Gin Of Autumn

It wasn't but a moment ago in time, Of frost and dew...honeysuckle vines And the slow gin of Autumn.  Days it rains, mainly on the plains, In Savannah between songs of birds. The thrill is still there. Our first house and yellow balloons, Gravel path and tea garden, With a willow tree. Grandchildren swinging on an old tire, Lemonade treat in the heat And band aids for their boo-boos....Read On

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Ocean's Roar

Gazing at the shore Above the ocean's roar I look upon the moon And long for her once more Waves go rushing in I see her face again And wonder if she'd change My loss into a win It's doubtful now I know Still I did love her so But feelings fade to gray When loving cannot grow Saltwater mists I feel Near shores that still seem real Without her smile so bright My ship has shown its keel ...Read On

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Hucklebuck Man

Sweet is the dark, spaces in between And dust in the cracks, obsidian dreams, Dripping from moon's spoon.  Shadow of one's soul in aura of incense,  In bitter time for your comeuppance,  Surfing hollow clouds of flowing portents. Humping and grinding to my quill, Caw of the cuckoo, my cock rocks. Bestowing on you my hearkening stick. Hiss of the lips, from your vagina, ...Read On

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Wisp-O'-The-Harrows

In wisp, winds whisper, Soft whispers of echoes Of my throbbing manhood, Echoes of silence whispering. Quaintly I sleep in dreams,  Dreaming of sensual 'morrows, Soft kisses from lips  And pleasures of the wisp. Wisp-o'-the-harrows be, Shadows of my nest, Caressing the flesh,  Of my poetic dove. Silk of the vagina, I hiss, Peak of adornment clit,  In mist of the chamber keep,...Read On

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M’s First Tie: Epilogue

There will be no more parts to this story.

M’s First Tie: Epilogue A story of love, I have dedicated. Most was true, some I fabricated. The beginning and middle is all I will share. To scribe the ending, I could not dare. The ending is of unspeakable torment. It lives inside me and is never silent. I discovered something time cannot heal. This aching thing, that I must conceal. Two long years, of constant aching. All I...Read On

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Hollyhock Maiden

Wasn't but a darkness a gloom,  Beneath shoal shadows,  Embers of my soul ago,  Splattering spatting ink,  From the deepening well. Crucible, the cold-fire lust, My jollies about me I trust.  In sobriquet of my alias, Rolin Tumbur...new chapters, I script. Intrepid prose, ark of cock swell, Quill dipping into dark shallows, The hollows of my noggin.  Posing erotic dissertations ...Read On

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May I Love You?

Man seeks permission to love and is sweetly rewarded

May I Love You? May I stop here before you, And linger a while? May I ask you to dance, And get a big smile? May I reach for you gently, Your palm now in mine? May I place my hand here, Right at your side? May we step so very slowly, then quickly like this? May we speak in hot tango, Our moving, sweet bliss? May I dare to catch you, And hold you like this? May...Read On

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Good Old Days

When I was growing up in the deep south, Things were pretty easy and laid back. Whittling on a stick didn't cost a buck, And I didn't have to float a loan to get fucked.  Laying in a hammock stretched between trees, Shelling peanuts and swatting mosquitoes, Watching fireflies glow and counting stars,  Jacking-off was by the numbers. Now one needs a patch to get laid, Caffeine...Read On

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Mike and Lily Covington-Chapter two

He loves her to the point of pain, but he is just no darn good in the sack.

The main outcome, the way I saw things with Ruby, was that my confidence in my bedroom skills, meager as they still were, was growing. It was eleven o'clock before I'd gotten back from Ruby's apartment. Breakfast had been good, and instructive. But, I was still on a mission. I had to get back to my place. ****** I was sure that Lily would be home at night. She wasn't going to be...Read On

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The Game's Ultimate Prize - Chapter 2

A married couple's journey into the angst and ecstacy of dominance and submission.

Chapter 2: Excitement and Tragedy At that moment, I was almost as shocked as Angela and Chad. This was the farthest that the vixen, my wife Ashley, had ever pushed our game. Not only was it the farthest, but it was by far the most public. My stomach was tied in a knot. My mind was a swirl of conflicting thoughts of embarrassment and offense, mixed with a tingling surge of adrenaline. I...Read On

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A Call For Love

Don't just watch love... be an active participant

The TV watched the Old married couple Sit night after night. Eyes blank, lifeless, Staring at him without Saying a word, Just watching... Tender romance, Sensual love, Hungry lust. Why watch me when Right beside you Sits the one that Used to stir your soul, Make your heart leap, Cause your juices to flow? Smile at each other, Look into eyes that live, Re-introduce your lips And feel each...Read On

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Ten Fins

Last night, I said it with a thong,  How did I know, I had it on backwards?  My friend Earl, gave it the snappers, Five minutes 'fore the gawd-awful crappers. You had gone to the bowling alley,  It had to do with ten frigging fins And a vaginal itch.  What does Finland have to do with your cunt?  Then there is the case of your overbite.  You took a hunk of meat From the pastor's...Read On

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Batrea (Part 2)

Batrea's dull day turns into an exciting evening and a new chapter in her young life.

“Fuck!" Trea slid the steam-fogged shower door back and realized she had once again gotten in the shower without remembering to bring a clean towel into the bathroom with her. “ Mom!" she shouted, but she knew her mother was probably down in the kitchen, out of earshot. She wrung some of the water from her long, auburn hair and stepped out onto the rug, leaving wet footprints. Rivulets ran...Read On

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Remember

Remember Remember the first time you said hello Remember the first time we talked Remember the long conversations Remember the feelings Remember the fireworks Remember realizing I love you Remember needing you Remember your eyes Remember your lips Remember wanting you Remember aching for your touch Remember seeing you Remember losing you Remember your lies Remember your pulling away...Read On

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Kneeling

Untethered Together

It starts off all so sweet, First I'm on my knees, Looking up at you  With eyes so full need. My mouth is salivating wet, My hands tied behind my back. Your cock standing hard erect, Awaits my throat to wreck. But still, I start off sweet. My pussys's wet from all my need, Dripping juices on the carpet, My eyes look up at you with greed. My nose is nuzzled in your balls. I...Read On