Erotic Poems(1)

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A Faun's Reply

A conversation overheard

The nymph lay in the crook of my arm Sexed, spent, content and wet, We lay together on her winter’s cape Amidst the sweet tangy smell of sex and sweat. First had come the merry chase, Past her trees and into the glen. Then the capture, kissing, the hearty fucks; again, again, again, and again. Elven eyes alight and aglow, She giggles into my bearded ear; “Solstice approaches, my...Read On

Love Poems(1)

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Commerce

She was a new girl. I had seen her sometimes, strolling through the market, taking her time, enjoying the booths and the people. I never saw her actually purchase anything but she always had a smile for those trying to get a sale out of her, before gently refusing and moving on. My poor booth never drew her attention until today when she stopped in front of me, offering an impish smile...Read On

Love Stories(2)

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The Kiss

He was really old, and he moved as if in slow motion to the park bench next to mine, close enough to nod a greeting to me when he planted his tired body down. Our respective benches faced one of the more popular walking trails on the edge of Central Park. The street noise was loud and full of the energy of the City. It was a bright and warm day in early May in 1978. The sky was crystalline...Read On

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My Countess

A trip to Amsterdam recalled.

The first time I saw the woman I remember fondly now as the Countess she was causing quite a stir in the train station. I had been dozing in my seat waiting for the train to finish its slow crawl into the Amsterdam terminal after making the 300 mile trip from Kaiserslautern, Germany, where I was stationed. The windows in my coach were open as it was a warm May afternoon. A nice steady...Read On

Straight Sex(1)

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Nancy For Lunch

Not all blow jobs are created equal....

In a little less than an hour’s time, I had concluded an advertising pitch in downtown Chicago, just a couple blocks off Michigan Avenue. The client interrupted me early on in my presentation and asked me five or six rapid fire questions. It may have been the strong coffee I drank that morning, or the adrenaline of my first big meeting at my new job, but I handled each question he asked me...Read On