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Lover's Beach

Finally, Jessica had all the answers for her cold, dead marriage.

The temperature was perfect! My hand leisurely slid over my not-so-flat stomach as I began to coat my body with sunscreen. The breeze lightly blew warm tendrils all over my body, increasing the electric pulse that I could feel building deep within me. For the third time that morning I stole a glance at him. He lay on a lounge chair, face up, with a straw hat covering his face. His body...Read On

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Horoscopes

I am not the type of person to believe what I read about my horoscope, but I just recently came across one in the newspaper, and I was drawn to it. I can't explain it, but I got a deep feeling in the pit of my stomach. I don't remember the exact words, but the part that stood out was- something will happen to you, and there is no turning back. What was this thing that was going to happen? I...Read On

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Reaching Her

A warm light shines brightly through the cold and shadow

Tomasz is cold. He shouldn’t be. It’s mid-morning, summer, and the city is in the middle of what the voice on the radio had described as a heat wave. On top of that, the air conditioner mounted on the bedroom window had conked out two weeks earlier. Yet. a creeping chill trickles like icy fingers up and down his back. Despite how cold he feels, he wishes that he had been able to fix...Read On

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Mercury Rising

Orbiting high above Mercury's searing surface, two secret lovers turn up the heat.

Mercury once resembled our Moon, atmosphere-free and heavily cratered. Now, a thickening orange fog shields it from the dazzling daytime sun and insulates it during the freezing night. The peelers create immense plumes of dust behind them, which, over the seven Earth years of their operation, have completely changed the planet's appearance. Mercury's gravity is so insignificant, it will...Read On

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Her name is Rosie

Her lips were rosy and out of this world, and freckles and dimples.

When I was twenty-four, I was a well-paid mechanic at a gas station. It was summer, and a great summer it was. Back then, we used to pump the gas, and needless to say, hot chicks wearing mini-skirts always drove away with squeaky-clean windows. Life was fantastic! This summer, a gorgeous young redhead often walked past the station. I couldn’t tell how old she was, but she was gorgeous. Her...Read On

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Sally, The Girl Next Door

Picked on girl finds her protector and lover lives next door.

I was four-years-old when the neighbors had a baby. I only vaguely remember them bringing her home for the first time. They had named their baby girl Sally. I remember being taken by my parents to the neighbor's house to meet Sally. Her mom called my mom on the phone and asked us to come see their new baby. I remember lagging behind my mom as we went in their door. Sally's mother called out...Read On

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Love is Blind

Sarah is in love with Lee and he with her. All is as it should be in a romantic love made in heaven.

Sarah awoke to the warmth of the morning sun on her dozing face, bright enough for her to know it was daylight. This was one of those mornings Sarah especially liked. There was nothing she needed to do and no appointment she had to keep. She could rest in bed for just as long as she liked. Or not just rest. She could hear Lee breathing beside her, soft and steady as he slept on his back,...Read On

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Measuring Up: Fourth And Final Part

At last, the measuring begins, but will Sally be able to handle it?

The Monday morning meeting had been a blur. The real work started today and the realisation was almost too much. I was shaking. Doubt was nibbling me. Apprehension was chewing me. Insecurity was ripping chunks off me and swallowing them whole. 'What do you think?' Pam held up a hanger. Dangling from its black plastic shoulders was a dazzling white uniform of sorts. My big blue eyes...Read On

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When He Plays Piano in the Dark

When you love an artist, you are taken beyond whatever you were before he claimed you.

When you love an artist, sometimes you feel as if you are loving alone. The love they have for their art wells up inside of them, expands and nothing else can remain. That is what makes them what they are, extraordinary, with gifts that only God can hand out. Then there are times when the love they have for you becomes focused. It is overwhelmingly beautiful and beyond the imagination. When...Read On

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Measuring Up: Part 3 of four

Already flexible, Sally's job description becomes even more so. And what is Geoff's secret?

Another Monday. Another revelation. As per usual, I was the first to speak 'When do the appointments start?' Their faces were inexplicably blank. 'You know? The guys I've been luring here for the last four weeks? When do they start turning up?' I didn't think the question overly contentious though was about to learn otherwise. Pam's wan smile stayed fixed, while her eyes rolled from me...Read On

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Renaissance of the Heart - Part 5

The story nears its conclusion...

Part I January 31, 1512 Casa di Venuccio de Lambra, Rome Italy It is a particularly cold mid-winter afternoon. A man is sitting by a crackling fire and is fashioning a small figure from soapstone. The light shows that it is nearer supper than lunch. He looks up as his young wife enters the house . “You are late Vittoria.” “Pardon, Venuccio, he made me sit a long time today.” ...Read On

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Alouette

Alouette wanted to sing. Just sing.

Alouette did not need to shut her eyes, because the Prince was ravishing her from behind. He had her bent over the brothel’s elaborate chaise and had peeled every layer of her favourite stage-dress inside-out over her back. She closed her eyes to do as the other girls taught. To conjure up a lover and put him in the place of the client. Then the juices might flow, and it might not hurt so much. ...Read On

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Animalistic Expectations Chapter #1: Realization

A story of a man's sexual experiences and his determniation to reach the highest sexual euphoria.

Why do some people morph and evolve into such incredibly free sexual creatures who demand absolute euphoria in their sexual lives?  He continued to soap up his body. The water beaded up on his skin as he looked it over. Years ago, he would never even care to notice his own body, let alone, judge it or contemplate how he could improve it further. Now, every time he had any clothes off, no...Read On

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Measuring up: part 2 of four

Still thousands in the red, recently graduated Sally has to make further compromises to keep her job

10 a.m. Tuesday morning, clipboard in hand, I was boarding the Tube at Belsize Park. How did they get me to agree to this? And what were they doing meanwhile, back in our snug little set up? Fucking on the cold glass desk? Using up the free samples? The way Pam had looked at Geoff over their first morning coffee, I was almost certain they had recently become lovers. I was only grateful I'd had...Read On

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Out Of The Woods

Can true love live through the harshest adversity.

It's all my fault. No matter how much I blame the GPS it was still my mistake. Trusting technology over common sense got us into this situation. Damn! I can call it a situation, but it's more serious than that would ever convey. We're lost. Stranded and freezing. We could soon die, if we don't do something. If I don't do something. It's all my fault. The sandy surface of the California...Read On

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Snowblind

Dedicated to unlikely love - even in the most extreme circumstances.

I screamed desperately into the white veil, thrashing at the blank landscape with the least convincing punches I’d thrown in my life. The cold numbed and bit into my skin, forbidding me from forming feasible fists while my stiff, unwilling arms couldn’t wait to hug me once more. My club-like mittens uselessly tucked under my armpits, seeking any modicum of warmth. Turning back towards...Read On

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Measuring up: part 1 of four

Fresh out of uni and thousands in the red, Sally appears to land on her feet with her first ever job

The rule's coldness was reflected in its steely-grey prismatic perfection. Engraved meticulously along its length, black incremental notches numbered in unerring sequence, offered me simple yet particularly mind-boggling data. 9. No more; no less. Of course, I had heard rumour of such prodigious appendages, though this was the first I had personally encountered. I stared at the markings on...Read On

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Just A Tiny Spark

When a new librarian shows up, college student Molly's life is turned upside down.

I hadn’t seen her before, and like always when meeting someone I wasn’t familiar with, I became tongue-tied. Though today, for some unfathomable reason, my awkward shyness was even worse. I had decided to come first thing in the morning before the big rush to the library started, but that meant that we were the only two people here and there was no crowd to hide in. Her green eyes roamed up...Read On

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Slow Burning Fire

A writer spends Christmas Eve in a secluded cabin during a blizzard.

Soaked! Nothing could be more disappointing than crawling into bed and laying in an icy wet spot. I jump out and pull the heavy brown quilt down to discover the cause of the wetness. I don't drink in my bed, it can't be anything I've spilled on the bed. I haven't wet the bed, I hope it's not from an animal that came inside the cabin to escape the snow. Snow. Of course it's snow, I look up...Read On

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My Step Brother Fulfills My Fantasy Again

They are in love, but have one giant speed bump in front of them.

I stood right behind my closed bedroom door naked with a racing heart as the clock struck noon on a Saturday afternoon. I bit my bottom lip as my right hand grabbed the door knob. I opened the door calmly and stepped out. Sweat flowed down every part of my body as I tip toed to the bathroom through the hallway. "Fuck, that's no foul!" my dad yelled. My dad and step mom were a mere twenty...Read On

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Never Let Go

In the doorway I stood watching my baby sleep. His breath steadily rising and falling and that peaceful look on his face was more than I could handle. I inched slowly over to the bed careful not to make a sound for I did not want to wake him. It was the first day he had off in weeks and he definitely needed his rest. Not to mention, we had a big day planned. We had Christmas shopping to...Read On

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Renaissance of the Heart - Part 4

The journey in Rome nears its conclusion.

It was the third Saturday before Christmas and my quest to validate Elizabeth’s painting was gathering momentum. It was a wonderful time of the year and being in Rome and now with my lover beside me, it was especially magical. Being a Saturday, it was Elizabeth’s only real chance to buy what gifts and souvenirs she could carry. In Rome there was no Sunday shopping, with a few exceptions, as...Read On

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On the riverbank

A tale of two strangers who meet upon a riverbank.

The man shades his eyes and squints ahead, trying to see through the glinting sunlight reflected off the rivers eddies and currents. His raft moves lazily through the brown slow waters, guided by his sure hands and arms that are pushing and pulling the pole in and out of the muddy river floor. A soft summertime symphony of insect and bird noises fills the air, while a thousand shades of...Read On

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The Ice Hotel

Anna and Cynthia honeymoon at a hotel made of ice in Sweden.

Anna had worked at the Ice Hotel in Jukkasjarvi, Sweden for five years. The pay was quite good as the working conditions were understandably harsh. Most people did not last more than a year or two. She had started out as one of the housekeeping staff, working her way up to supervisor in her third year there. Since she lived quite frugally, just renting a small one room flat and driving an...Read On

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Christmas Eve in Baltimore

Not just lucky, but the luckiest

The flight from Heathrow to Newark was late; late enough that I missed my connecting flight to BWI and had to wait until after six pm for the “next available.” It was, after all, Christmas Eve. I was lucky to even get a seat. I called Marissa to give her the bad news. She took it in stride. “I’ll meet you at baggage claim, sweetie. Love you.” “Love you, too, babe.” Air kisses and I...Read On

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Hell Has Frozen Over

When the enemy becomes a lover and getting caught is a blessing.

He was always in the same classes with me, which meant we were always clashing. We hated each other with a passion, a reason the teachers used to stick us together for every project. They caused disasters to happen, and most times, I ended up with bad grades in the projects. He and I had never gotten along. We couldn't even breathe the same air without being ready to kill each other over it....Read On

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The Fight of a Lifetime

A loud fight leads to the bedroom

"Who the fuck is she?" I yelled, throwing another dish towards him, but it only hit the kitchen wall. "Tell me now!" "I don't know who you are talking about, Sandra," he answered, with his head peeking out in the kitchen doorway as the rest of his body remained hidden. "Don't lie to me!" I screamed, stomping my feet "I swear, I'm not seeing anyone else. I've been faithful to you." ...Read On

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Renaissance of the Heart - Part 3

Cindy reaches a defining moment in her journey

November had come and gone and December had slipped in unnoticed by the time I was due to go to Europe. It was an odd feeling. A huge task lay ahead when normally I was winding down, ready for the Christmas break. While I would usually be thinking of dusting down the sled, I was headed for one of Europe’s most beautiful cities in all its autumnal glory. I sent a text to Elizabeth from...Read On

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Ethan and Chanel 26

None of these mother fuckers even know. Better mark my territory.

I wake up in the morning by myself, the doors open to the balcony and the shower running in the bathroom. I roll onto my back and rub my face, groaning when my dick pushes against the sheet. Fuuuuck. Of course I have morning wood. It’s not like I fucked Chanel a matter of hours ago when she woke me up with my dick in her mouth. I open my eyes and look around our room. I can’t believe...Read On

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Chanel and Ethan 25

Wake up baby, your cock is in my mouth.

We spend the rest of our layover wandering through the airport, looking in gift shops and drinking Starbucks. We joke around and make fun of each other. We even make fun of other people when we find a bench and sit, waiting for our connecting flight. I feel buoyant and carefree, and I’m so fucking glad I said yes to coming. We haven’t even made it to Puerto Rico and I’m having too much...Read On