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The Call

An unexpected call from a long-lost but never forgotten lover leads to a night of passion.

You sit on the train as it jolts violently from side to side.  The pitch black of the winter's night outside, blurring with the flash of neon lights as it rattles noisily towards the city centre. Wrapped in the warmth of your knee-length coat, hood up shi...

I want you in the morning before I open my eyes.Gracious attention given to my daringand indulgent purpose, involving every minute inch of you.Considering all manners of indecencies and teasings and tastings of you, until you press against me leaning hard...

Anonymous

Desire

He loved her...and that is what she craved...

He watched her across a seaOf fine bone china,White cotton,And the darkness of tea. Illuminated in a shaft of dusty yellow sunlight,She teased,Applying sticky pink lip gloss,To those oh, so kissable lips,Spread; gently plumpingWith a tongue tip,The places...

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Anonymous

Desire

The mystery in a woman's eyes, plotting to achieve her desires....

My Lady’s eyes are dark as night, A captivating world, Full of the mysteries, That make Her lips, (oh, so kissable) curl, into that slight smirk, that declares, “I can do anything with you, “You are weak for me, “And you are Mine. “My dreams are far more...

Anonymous

The Sum of You and I

Dreaming of a lover xx

The sum of You and I is one No mathematician mind is mine, But you are sweet (and You are fine.) No mathematician mind is me But You are fine (and You are free.) No mathematician mind is me. In the sweet night, the candy dripping Renders me, as hard as st...

The ache within me tonight is a pulsing, palpable yet desperate longing.I recognize it as pure desire.From the first kiss only his touch quiets my inner hungry ache,but in his absence tonight the ache is unrelenting.Dreams of him fill the voidwhen I sleep...

Anonymous

The Desires of the Goddess Adelaide Part 1

The Goddess thinks of Her slave, as he takes a slut of his own....

It was early afternoon and she sat at her dresser. “Perhaps I have fallen a little,” thought the Goddess Adelaide as she traced the angle of his jaw on the sepia print before her with a blood red finger nail. His dark eyes were fixed on something far away...

Anonymous

My Lady's Hair is Red and Gold

Homage to a Dominatrix in Sonnet form..my work for Her..

My Lady’s hair is red and gold, Curled like smoke in autumn air. I crave to do all I am told, And write for her when she’s not there.Her image in my heart and mind, Create for now my chosen cage. On waking then my task I find, To set my words upon this pa...

Anonymous

Love Is

love is not about control, love is about freedom x

“Love is” (Love is) not about control, Love is, about (freedom) Love is, not about knowing all, Love is about craving the secrets. You watch a bird feeding on the lawn, And know it is beautiful, And desire its beauty. But you cannot know its inner soul, I...