Stories by dirtyoldguy

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Rodeo to Remember

Sensationally erotic, wild west rodeo ride.

Whisky from this flask, burning across my lips. Awakening my tongue, need to taste your nips. Let's drink together Darlin, letting nasty inhibitions go. Not to get intoxicated, but to feel an erotic glow. Warming spirits in our souls, sucking little sips. Wearing only a hat, smile and chaps on our hips. Removing these anxieties, that kept us from exploring more. Undo the buckle,...Read On

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Lovers Quest

Exploring new heights with a lover.

Feeling her quickened breaths Drives to primal erotic depths Hearing her moans of pleasure Being my guide and measure Scent of her lovers perfume From deep inside her womb Starts my loins to burn with lust Tasting her honey now I must Placing my tongue in such a way That teases, making her hips sway Thrusting up my head closer between Her thighs, soft wet pinkness I glean "Lick my...Read On

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Images

What I see in the clouds.

Clouds surrounding the whole horizon. Sun not quite over the edge to brighten. Half a children's moon looking down from the blue. Faces of ecstasy in the clouds more and more accrue. Looks of pain, nearing their release, popping all around. Men's, lady's faces, mouths open, I can hear their sound. Feelings of arousal, hot and hard, stirring in my groin. Images of sexual excitement...Read On

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Shower Time

I know you will soon be taking your shower.

I hear you go into the bathroom and close the door. I know you will soon be taking your shower. As I wait to hear the water start to run, my thoughts wander and images of you naked are projected in my head. I hear the water start to run and I tiptoe down the hallway to the bathroom, standing just outside the door, vibrating and listening with anticipation. I hear you softly humming and...Read On

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Epiphany of you and me

For a very special lady.

At first I thought of you as just a fantasy Now not imagined you are real I see In fantasy you caught my mind In reality you hold it in a bind Each day I feel you nibble a bit more at my heart I freely give small bits and never does it smart My heart is slowly becoming yours Each day I feel yours come to me more We share openly and without a string Feeling so at ease when...Read On

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Who is Waiting in my Workshop

I visit my workshop today. I have not been there in a few days. When I enter the main door, I am not greeted by the usual sound of silence within. Instead, what graces my ears are a woman’s soft cries of ecstasy and sensuous moans. Peering, around for the source, I can see nothing that would make these exquisite sounds. Listening now with more purpose, stopping dead in my tracks, I...Read On

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Real Freedom Real Love

Setting a love free.

Real freedom and real love is a realization of knowing You can not hold someone without restraining yourself Even only a strand of the thinnest thread Still holds you to the other bound Feeling that, if broken, allows the other to flee Is only a fear that they may never again be held Finally acknowledging that this can only be achieved Through the severing of the last remaining strand ...Read On