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Sweet Sunsets Chapter II

Rain pelted the roof of the barn with vengeance. Somewhere out there, the moon was high in the sky. Thunder rumbled in the distance as lightening threatened the tall trees. The wind whistled and howled violently against the walls. This has been one of the worst storms I can remember. I remember well because that was the night I became a father. My wife, Vesi, had been going through...Read On

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The Picnic

The Picnic a story by LePhantom The bright red Sebring convertible rolled down from the ferry onto the dock. The disappearing fog muffled the sounds as it rolled through the gravel parking lot. She sat softly in the right seat, with her sandal'd feet curled under her allowing the sun to gently warm her exposed thighs. Her sparkling blue eyes, flashed with laughter as the breeze...Read On

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Sweet Sunsets

The sun was beginning to set on a Thursday behind a sky full of bright pink and orange clouds. The tree line began to hide the direct rays. The tall and thick trees were like a forest, dark and forbidding. In this part of Australia, everything has a mystery to it… *** My name is Vesi Jhori Shaeria. I know it’s not a name you often find. It is Elvin for Pure Life Warriors. I guess my...Read On

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Thunder Refuge

The leaves crunched under the hooves of my horse as we trudged through the dark spruces. My shotgun in one hand and the reins in the other, I watched all around me for signs of life. The branches still hung low from the past weight of the snow as if they were bowing to the cloud covered sun. It was about sunset, but the whole sky was a murky shade of grays and blacks. The wind was picking up...Read On

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His Mistress of the Night

He was unlocking the door to his apartment when he saw her, the drop dead beauty from 3b...

He was unlocking the door to his apartment when he saw her, the drop dead beauty from 3b. She was just on her way out. Always leaving in the middle of the night, he thought to himself, must be nice to be so young. She was a stunning beauty, must have been in her 20s, with nice 34D breasts and a gorgeous ass. Just looking at her made his cock remember he hadn't had sex in over a month. ...Read On

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Tantric Books

Girl in charge, guy happier than most!

It was going on 2am and Greg Richards had not yet fallen asleep. It might have been due to the heat, it was the warmest day of the year and that carried over into the night. And it was dark…almost no light at all, just that sense of edges and walls. It all lay across Greg with palpable weight as he lay on the bed at a slight angle, covers askew exposing his naked six foot frame to the night....Read On

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Loving Carol, Part III; Peace

The end, and beyond.

Charlie and Carol spoke the next day, as promised; and four more times that week. They were, both of them, so filled with joy and love, so warmed by deep friendship and mutual trust, they could scarcely find the words to speak of them when they talked. But they talked anyway. About nothing; it didn't matter. They were talking to each other, and that did. It was three weeks before they...Read On

Making our Baby

An homage to mothers everywhere

Making Our Baby There comes a time in a young woman’s life when the love for her man becomes so true that she cannot imagine it ever changing. For some it proves to be an ethereal and elusive moment that is eventually lost in time, never to be rediscovered. For a lucky few, though, it is what it seems, a harbinger to a lifetime of wedded bliss… Julie felt the steamy air rise...Read On

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Loving Carol, Part II: The Dark and the Dawn

The love of my life - lost forever, then found again.

Charlie finally transferred to a college far away, as far from Carol and his memories as he could manage. He began again there, trying to find a way to find something to live for without her. He wrote her from time to time. If she answered at all, it was a polite two-line note. A few times he called her, and she spoke to him; with warmth and even a hint of concern, especially if he was...Read On

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Loving Carol, Part I: The Beginning

A true story; in some ways, the only story I really have to tell.

They met in early September, on their first day in college. The year was 1968. Her name was Carol, and his name was Charlie. Charlie had always been shy with girls; he had hardly dated before college. He was still a virgin, though he did know what a girl's breast felt like and how to feel her pussy to give her pleasure and make her come. He even knew that he was very good at that. He...Read On

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Breakfast at McDonald's

Impossible dreams fulfilled.

Paul was sitting in his usual spot at his usual McDonald's, reading the Morning News and eating his usual breakfast - a Sausage McMuffin with Egg, hash browns, two milks, and a large coffee that he would take with him to school. Paul was thirty-nine - still ten years away from middle age, he told himself - and alone. His brief marriage, to a sweet and lovely woman who turned into a...Read On

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For Rosie; Candles and Oil

A sensuous interlude

Come with me now, sweet Rosie. I have a special space prepared, here in this world we share - here only, in our minds. The light is soft and golden - candlelight. The bed is wide and soft, and laid with silk and fur. Soft music; a sensual Middle Eastern beat, exotic, rhythmic. Oh, look; here is a bottle of scented oil... Lie down. Yes. Nude, barefoot and shaven smooth, all of you bare...Read On

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Beccah

Sometimes it's hard to go home.

This story was written as a contest entry for another venue. Each participant was given the same beginning paragraph. I hope you enjoy Beccah's story. The light fog added a moisture to the air. The coolness of the night wrapped around her like a wet towel, sending a shiver up her spine. She was lucky she knew the area so well, or she could have easily become lost. She looked through the trees...Read On

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NICE CAN BE VERY NICE

Jerry seemed to enjoy foreplay, kissing,and touching and nibbling on her everywhere

NICE CAN BE VERY NICE by Rumple Foreskin Velma Meeks sat enthroned at one end of the worn couch in her haphazardly furnished living room. In the far corner, a muted TV flickered alone and unobserved. She lit a fresh cigarette with her old one, made a token attempt at crushing the butt, then left the still smoldering stub in the overflowing ashtray. After a deep drag, she leaned back and...Read On

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Matrimony

I'm not sure where this one came from.. Clearly I've never been married :)

Matrimony She sleeps, her face a picture painted by the sweet dreams that have her undivided attention. She smiles and he wonders as he watches her, what she might have to smile about, perhaps it is he. He strokes her soft cheek as he rests his chin on the upturned palm of his hand, his elbow taking the weight of his heavy head, and it is heavy too because he’s had a hard day. She had wanted...Read On