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The Blind Girl in the Snow: part 4 (End)

Final part in the Blind Girl Rain/Snow series

Everything comes to an end sometime. And when you reach that end it's only natural to look back on what was and had been when everything was new and exciting. Looking back at those moments that changed the course of who you were into who you became. That it was love that did this only makes the remembering of it so much more special. *** Heather sat on the end of the bed and eased...Read On

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A cat called Frog, Chapter two

I want your cock in my mouth

Gary rang from the pub and asked if I was free to go with him to the brewery to get a few barrels in his four by four. "Their lorries can't even make it out Dave," he said, "And I won't get a delivery now until next week." "Sure." I said, "Will you pick me up here?" "Are you ready now?" he asked, "Yeah." "Right, give me five then walk to the main road, I'll get you there." "Okay." ...Read On

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Coming Home; Part One

Fictional story of a man coming home.

For nearly four generations this house here on Jackson Forge had been the home of my father's father, and my father. Not much to look at. An 1800's log cabin with a cobblestone walkway, a stone chimney, and a roof made of neglected tree bark. Surrounded by dense brush and briers. Looked more like a house on those cheesy b-roll movies where the family living in it likes to make love with...Read On

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Breaks of the Game - Ch 5

Nikkie makes her point.

Spade quickly gets dressed as Nikkie grabs her phone and enters Pard's number. The phone rings three times and Nikkie snarls into the answering machine. "Pard this is Nikkie, my man tells me that you were here and said we need to talk. We will be waiting on the front porch and when you get here we can talk. But you are going to be doing a lot of listening. Get your ass over here. Don't make...Read On

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Joyce’s Silhouette Idea and The Boss

Joyce has two sexy activities planned for the same day.

Joyce and I had been together for three years at the time of this experience.  The way we had gotten together was that she had found her husband cheating on her and the following day, asked me to take her to dinner as a friend.  We had known each other as co-workers for years prior to that, and we had an excellent working relationship.   Joyce had gotten very tipsy on wine at dinner and I...Read On

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A Furtive Premise

Erin and Bruce (Langsby) reunite after weeks apart to escape to Mexico together. 21+ characters.

A Furtive Premise by Cheltenham She had dark brown hair which currently sat in a braid that hung parallel to her breasts, down the middle of her back. Erin nervously liked to play with the ends of it. Her freckles were most prominent around her shoulders and an area on her back that I'd seen before. When she spoke, it was in a soothing tone of voice. She'd coddle me occasionally. I...Read On

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A New Beginning Part 2

It started online. It ended with a great physical relationship.

I couldn't stop thinking about her during the whole flight back. In my mind, I relived the night before where she took me in her mouth and sucked me to a huge climax. After that, I feasted on her breasts while my fingers guided her to her own orgasm. It was the most erotic experience I have ever had. The next morning we had breakfast, followed by a make out session in the parking lot. I...Read On

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The Storyteller of Brompton House - part two

Cat meets the girls who witness an epic climax

Carrie slept as she couldn’t remember sleeping before – an exhausted contented sleep. At around 7.00am she began to become conscious and glorious happy memories flooded back and she moaned as she stretched and moved her body. She reached out and panicked – the bed was empty. “It can’t have all been a dream!” her mind screamed as it commanded her eyes to begin opening. Sounds called for...Read On

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A Tale Of Survival: Chapter 4

Jeanie buys a truck

Five a.m., the alarm is blaring, and Jeanie reaches up to shut it off. She raises up on an elbow, studying the face of the sleeping man next to her. She leans down and places a soft kiss on his lips, holding it 'til his eyes open and he slips his arm under her and pulls her on top of him. She kisses him again and reaches down to push his hard cock between her thighs. "No time for that...Read On

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Eyes Only For Emma

Lonely Dan stunned by Emma's beauty,gets chance to aid her, and gets her warm gratitude

The man and woman at the corner table in the hotel dining room were clearly arguing. The man's swarthy face showed some exasperation as he waved a finger in the air. The woman, with black, shoulder length hair, and slender from Dan's rear view, pointed an occasional finger as she responded. Low tones ensured they attracted no attention from nearer tables. Dan Tiernan turned away, not...Read On

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The Pet Connection

“I’m so glad humans don’t greet each other like our pets,” Tasha remarked. Tasha was an accidental meet-up at my local Starbucks. I was going out an entry door, as she was going in and I held the door open for her. Tasha was being lead by an oversized gigantic poodle. It wasn’t really the huge poodle that caught my eye, in as much as it was Tasha, who sported a nice black sundress and a had...Read On

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Love and lies at the end of the world

Mother Earth is fucked and is not particularly enjoying it

Love, at the atomic level, is an electron. Whether an electron shared, given, or stolen, is not an issue, for these are human descriptors and electrons are not human. The chemical reactions that magically create the illusion of love within the human brain require the mass transfer of these virtually massless particles. Similarly, one may state that at a quantum level, love can...Read On

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Lost Love, Two

She leaned toward him, offering both his clothes and a clear view of her bare breasts.

CHAPTER FIVE MUGGED Chaz left San Jose and walked away from the Rio Grande along Av. Juarez toward the hotel. Stopping at several souvenir shops, he browsed but found nothing of interest although there were a large number of cute knickknacks. He appreciated the talent it took to make some of the crafts and works of art, those not made in Asia, but fortunately, he was not interested and had...Read On

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Hotel Room - Part 2

A couple's romantic hotel retreat ends with a shower

I awake in the king-size hotel bed to hear you in the shower. I stretch my naked body under the sheets and rise from the bed, the sheet draped around and trailing behind me like I am a classic Greek statue. I hazily walk to the bathroom doorway and stand there, admiring the smells of your shampoo and body soap, perfectly content just to be in the same small space as you for a while longer. ...Read On

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Resurrection. The Beginning

So, this is what it feels like to get your ass kicked.

I've done terrible things in my life. I’ve betrayed friends and turned my back on those that were close to me. Your life doesn't truly flash before your eyes, that's all bullshit. It's the regrets that haunt you. No, it's your sins. The ones you let down, the ones you failed. Heart monitor softly beeping ______/\_______/\_______/\____ The fog lifted from my head, I recognized...Read On

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Unexpected Visitor, Chapters. 3 And 4

An abused wife finds refuge at the home and in the arms of a older friend.

Chapter 3 Over the next week, Kerry and I continued acting like teenagers in love. We seemed to be teenagers who had sneaked off to a private love nest, even though one of us was well beyond his teen years. Late one afternoon, Kerry was getting ready to start dinner, and I was working on the computer in my office. The ringing phone startled us both. It was Jim Martin, Attorney at Law....Read On

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Dear John--part 14 of 15

“No one can resist generosity forever.” (Voltaire)

CHAPTER 40 “So you talked to Sam,” said Owen. “Yes, like you commanded me to,” said Abigail. Her look was almost something, maybe accusatory. “And,” he said. “He appreciated my honesty, like you said he would. Oh, and he made sure I understood that he did not hate me,” she said. She still had the look. “Okay, anything else?” he said. “And he no longer has any respect for me and...Read On

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THD: Melinda Chevalier - Entry 7

Another entry...

January 17th,   Dear Diary, I've had to let Darcy go. As much as I hate it, I wasn't getting any better with her. I could tell she resented me for the pain I caused. I deserved all of it, of course. But I couldn't take the thought of keeping her caged in unhappiness when she deserved to be someone's one and only. To be someone's dearest love and not just my "second choice."   After...Read On

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This Way to Passion Pt 1

Young artist lost, asks directions from lady farm owner who takes him all the way

At 9 am the heat of the sun had hit Dan Carney like a wall of fire. Scrambling his six-foot frame into his van had been like squeezing into an oven. On the road with the windows wide open allowed the rush of warm air to give some relief. He reckoned that it had to be the hottest day ever. He pulled the peak of his baseball cap lower to counter the glare of the sun. How he wished he could...Read On

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A Story Of Two Brothers

Winners, they say, are born. It is not just a question of the right combination of genes that combine to create the particular physical or mental abilities, but a special quality of self belief bordering on arrogance at times, and the willingness to take risks when prudence would suggest caution. The other side of the coin is that apparent losers too, appear to be born that way even if they...Read On

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Chapter 1: Love is the Sunrise

This is the first chapter in my "Love is" series" (i am in no way a profesional writer)

Chapter 1: Love is The Sunrise i still remember the first time I saw her. I was like the sunset….no that’s not right, sunsets burn for a few minutes then fade away to blackness. It was like a sunrise. As my eyes caught her it was like a brilliant burst of light over the horizon and as she moved closer that light filled my vision, burning brighter and brighter till all other things...Read On

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THD: Melinda Chevalier - Entry 5

Another diary entry from Melinda Chevalier...

Dear Diary,  We are beginning to talk less and less now, it seems. My heart still yearns for his attention and I still find myself wishing things were different. My thoughts still gravitate towards him and they flood my mind every time I get a moment alone. I still continue to dream of him at night but recently my dreams have become more of nightmares where he is involved. I have also begun...Read On

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The Eyes of Love

A musician learns to share some important feelings

The stage shook under his feet, vibrations from the low string of his guitar. It was he alone, Leroy Jet, occupying the stage that night; One man, one guitar, an amplifier and a microphone. The guitar was black, a hollow body with f holes. It played smooth with the string action low. The amp was small, but had a gritty tone he liked. It didn’t matter the size, it was channeled through the...Read On

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Lightning Flower

You always know what I'm trying to say

Sheathed within you to the very root, even the slightest motion, the most minute shift of hips grinding, make me cry out your name. It's more than just a reflex for those specific syllables to form into a sound that helplessly escapes my throat in ragged needy breaths. It's beyond a prayer to some unseen faith. It's like a primal incantation, a chant that calls to something so deep and...Read On

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The Lounge Singer

I enjoyed your set

You caught my eye while you were onstage singing. A couple songs into the set, I was fairly certain you winked. I wasn't sure if you were looking at me or not, but it sure felt like it. Just the thought that the wink was for me made me feel flushed all over, and even in a short black cocktail dress, I felt overdressed for the temperature of the room. As your set wound down and you crooned...Read On

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Krissy's Wedding Gift Chapter 3

Beth Ann and Krissy explore new frontiers.

After Beth Ann’s breakthrough in learning how to satisfy a woman, we slept like babies. We awoke with a hug and a kiss. I rose to make us breakfast. Beth Ann emerged from the bathroom wearing her lovely chemise and entered the kitchen. I was at the stove. “You don’t have to cook for me. I usually have only cereal and fruit for breakfast,” she said. I turned, eyeing her up and down. Even...Read On

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Love Letter To A Loved One (aka: Lost Souls)

Sentimental musings of romantic memories shared between two lost souls.

Call it fate or destiny, something, or someone, brought our two lost souls together. I never stopped there before, and still, I don't know why, or what made me do so. But, as I entered that small cafe, I saw you there and knew I didn't want to be with any other. It was like an overwhelming sense of emotion that hit me, causing every cell inside my body to intensify to a whole new level. In...Read On

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Ignite (Chorus- Chapter 2)

The Slow Burn Ignites

  I eventually press myself away slightly, the heavy thumping of my heart becoming overwhelming and the tingling of my lips disconcerting. His fervour is something I've never experienced before and I think I like it. He lets me gently slip back, though still cradling me in his lap. His hand comes up to cup my cheek and I close my eyes, feeling embarrassment flush my cheeks again, as he...Read On

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Late Flowering Lust

Paris … ah Paris … he had been in love with the city since that magical day in April fifty five years before when he had stepped off the train at the Gare du Nord and walked out of the station into the bustle of the busy streets of the capital. He was a country born and had lived all his life on his father’s farm and his mother had decided that now he was sixteen it was time he saw something...Read On

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Mortimer and Myrtle: A Love Story

A one act play about the distance between husband and wife.

Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry. Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next...Read On