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The kiss

Why so scared? Why so meek? Why so shy? Why so weak?

A small fleeting glance, a tentative peek, A tell-tale glow appeared on her cheek. She endeavoured to act coolly, to be super calm, To wipe off the moisture that had formed on her palm. But her cover was blown; she knew that he’d seen her, Her redness increased; the blushing got deeper. Why so scared? Why so meek? Why so shy? Why so weak? Her hand touched her face; she chewed on her lip,...Read On

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Kiss My Ass (On New Year’s Eve)

When Helen makes a naughty offer, she didn't expect Carrie to take her up on it. Or did she?

The ingredients were all there, I swear - an artfully decorated buffet overflowing with deliciousness, bottles of champagne and beautiful people in their best age and dressed in their finest clothes, hyped up by the promise of a new year with new opportunities after a highly successful one, a brilliant band that played whatever we desired, a clear sky, and all of them hustled together on...Read On

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Mark Me On The Inside

There are moments  Like this  When you need more from me.  You don’t just want my kisses,  My roaming hands and tongue,  My sweet words  Whispered in your ear,  Deep moans of satisfaction  When you enter me,  Slow grinds  That intensify  And tender cries  Before you ease out.  Eye to eye,  Cheek to cheek,  As we come effortlessly,  Wrapped in our love,  Secure in its warmth. ...Read On

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Sarah had been in Paris for some six months when, out of the blue, I received a call from her asking if she could come and stay with me at my apartment in Rome for a week or two. Of course I said yes. I had not seen Sarah since we left college in Chicago three years previously and went our separate ways. She, with the ultimate aim of becoming a writer, went to work for a small publishing...Read On

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Sweet Surrender

Blind obedience to a stranger...

The room was dark and the lingering scent of a recently extinguished candle hung in the air. Soft music could be heard playing under the hum of the ceiling fan. The window had been left cracked open to let in the cool evening breeze. In the center of the room was an enormous bed and Alexis lay sleeping upon it – a mask covering her eyes. Covered only partially with a dark gray sheet, her...Read On

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The boy next door

Mara's locked out of her apartment in nothing but a towel.

"Son of a bitch." The words slip from my lips as the door shuts behind me, and bumps against my ass. I clutch the white towel tightly around my body and turn around to bang against the door with my fist. "Open the door, Leah!" I yell, praying that she'll unlock the door and let me back into my apartment. "Hmm, let me think about that... nope!" Her voice carries through the door, and...Read On

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Cradling Stars

When our sleeping bodies contour entirely,  nestled in the other's surrendered essence,  whether our dreams join like interlacing fingers,  or are eras and universes apart,  I still want you To breathe in the night sky,  to cradle the stars in your soft hands,  and never burn from sneaking away a fragile piece of the universe. This is what makes you unlike any other,  your eyes can be...Read On

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The Pastor's Secret

An escort’s night with a lonely minister unexpectedly gives her both pleasure and hope

Shivering in a chilly December wind, April paused on the street and checked the address that she had been given. The little house tucked in beside an old church was clearly a “manse” built sometime in the past to house the church’s minister. Somehow, it did not seem likely that someone living in a manse would be hiring an escort. However, the address matched so April shrugged and walked up to...Read On

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Across the great divide

All I have are my words to send across the great divide. Let them wrap around you when you’re lying in your bed, hungry for my touch. They will whisper in your ear as you reach for yourself, hard and swollen with need. Close your eyes and feel them caressing your lips, invading your mouth. Swirling around until they escape as incoherent moaning; a background to your lust Feel them...Read On

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Fluent In You

Witness the music of our bodies.

I am fluent  In many languages  I communicate in many forms  By the shift of my tongue  The curve of my lips  As they mouth the words  Come to me  With an intonation  Specific to my melody  A harmonious call issued  A song of my heart  The singing of my body  Which I cannot control  When you are near To find words  That describe  The sounds that I emit  Fails  When your...Read On

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Her Christmas Prayer

a broken heart needing love

She cries, thinking back to the time of love forever lost. She wants just simple affection but, what will be the cost? She feels her loneliness and pain will cause her heart to break. She does not want empty words now, she can't handle fake. She just wants to be accepted, not used, then thrown away. She wants someone to come home to, each night and every day. She wants to learn...Read On

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Night Work

Sonnet #6: In alternating trimeter and tetrameter, and Shakespearean rhyme.

Wake up cold, scream out loud, Against silence and absent sound. Aroused, bold, cut the crowd, Feline frenzy on broken ground. Gowned in pretty tatters, Aching bodies pounce, hard as stone. Lustful whimsy shatters The house, of feather, pane and bone. Never worked after dawn, Never lent mind to laws nor crime. Suppose tonight it's gone, Forever, for always this time. ...Read On

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Lock And Key

There's never been a start or conclusion, only a lock waiting for a key, whether buried beneath earth as hard as frozen clay, or as unknown shapes spiraling just out of reach. You are already as familiar as the cells coursing through the rivers inside me that cannot end until we truly begin, until we chart the specific turnings. A pulse beating softly against mine, morning's first hints...Read On

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The First One

A Sexy Christmas Tale That Will Grab Your Heart

She was on her knees. His cock, long, thick and perfectly formed, was in her hand. It was rock hard and curved upward. Her other hand ran across the tight stretch of skin over the muscles of his lower abdomen. For some strange reason, she knew that was a sensitive spot. She lifted him so that she could lick the surface of his scrotum, loving the feel against her tongue. Then she started at...Read On

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The Power of Blood

The power of blood comes with a price - and not one you would have expected.

Beginning in ancient history, layers of myths have been wrapped around the truth about my kind; darkest mysteries and unspeakable horrors have been whispered in the darkness of the night until nobody living was able to discern truth from lie, and now only the mention of our name brings fear and nightmares. It is that fear that cloaks the nature of our existence and keeps us safe, keeps me safe. ...Read On

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When I Wake Up

When I wake up, I find my eyes searching, Longing for the eyes that make it okay, My hazel eyes looking for your chocolate brown. When I wake up, I find my fingers wishing, Wanting your hair to curl softly through my fingers, Wiping away all the pain from the ones that came before. When I wake up, I find my skin cold, Awaiting your touch to make its coolness warm, And feel your...Read On

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Two Dancers (from 'Light and Dark')

Annalise and Daniel have been married for six years but now she is alone again, as she has been so many times before, her wine-washed thoughts tumbling like kaleidoscope colours in a long, hollow chamber. She looks across the table to the chair he deserted over three hours ago, and reflects on the marriage he deserted long before that. The clock on the wall is whispering; a gentle ticking...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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Wild Encounters

A sex therapist expands her love in Africa

Looking deep into his brown eyes I thought I saw the hurt and distrust buried deep within. He met my gaze, not with arrogance or shame, just what looked like that he was waiting for me to throw him a lifeline. I didn’t think that I could be the one to rescue him or wanted to help him out of his misery. I have problems of my own, haunting and scaring me too much to reach out to another. It...Read On

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Excerpts From My Inexperience: The First Time I Gave a Tit-Wank

My fantasy of giving a tit-wank is fulfilled.

"I am prepared to literally turn up at yours, suck your cock, and then go home again," I texted. The reply came quickly, and it wasn't just a "Yes". It was a "Fucking yes!" My attempt at a first blow job had seemed to go down well. Rather, I seemed to have gone down well, and so did his spunk: all down my throat, my lips, my chin, his cock and my hand. And who could blame me for wanting to...Read On

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“Say that again.” His voice was quiet, dangerous. “I said, if you were more of a man, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.” Her voice trembled slightly as she quietly repeated her accusation. He moved quickly for a tall man. Before her senses could scream, ‘ run ,’ he was on her. One hand closed gently around her throat and she found herself backed up against his office door, her...Read On

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Sliding Sideways

Quentin is Sliding Sideways through space and time

“It’s like I’m sliding sideways through time and space,” Quentin explained to Vivienne. “You might have seen that movie with Gwyneth Paltrow, or maybe, in this continuum, Renee Zellweger: Sliding Doors. Only for me, it’s all the time. The way I understand it is like what Stephen Hawkings explains. You know, that we live in an infinity of parallel universes. Only that while most people stay...Read On

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The lamp touches your face, for a moment I forget everything, the black coal of the night sky, the silence that comes close to caving you in. Even though I may take time to speak, the dialogue I create between us may not always be with words. You'll know I love you in our most quiet still flashes of brief touches, the crushing moments where unanswered aches finally reach out for one...Read On

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The Dance

My unusual bargain with a dance major in college.

Jon Garden had disappeared. No one knew his whereabouts. His family had gone into hiding, having fallen out of favor with the political elite of a corrupt African government. They were being hunted by the authorities. The belated news came from half a world away, through an old email message in an account I had all but abandoned. The message was sent nearly three years before by his cousin...Read On

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Drifting without course Unanchored and unmoored Caught up in his wanton breeze I let go and drop the oars I boldly face the breeze Give in and to feel release Fall into his tide Reckless, without heed The shimmer of the sun Casts diamonds on the sea I dip my toe to see the ripple And because it pleases he His sparkling diamonds call to me To fall into his boundless deep...Read On

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A Woman's Love

The question is: Are You Ready?

I want to tell you,  Tell you about a woman’s love,  Because the world does not know enough.  There are few words sufficient in nature  With meanings that can cover the depth  Of what she gives  When she chooses  To open her arms,  To soothe you from within  And lets you enter her heart. It is what old, lonely men wish to whisper  In the ears of their sons,  So that they will know ...Read On

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Cake And Boobs

Being a male stripper is no piece of cake, but some cake can make the job very interesting

Maybe you think being a male stripper is a glamorous job. Maybe the very job title conjures up images of Chippendales and a hall full of excitable females, maybe even those videos with a room full of women eager to gobble your cock. It’s not really like that, at least not if you’re a one man band, like me. Fitness is paramount, with a regimented diet plan and enough nutritional supplements...Read On

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I hate waiting...

“Come on, where the fuck are you?” I don’t like waiting, I need you here. I’m stark naked on the bed, primed for action and you’re fucking late! How dare you? I blow a raspberry at the alarm clock on my bedside table and drop backwards onto my pillows, huffing loudly. Patience isn’t my strong point, especially where you’re concerned. You always get me so aroused, gagging for it. The...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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Another day at the office

Claire had always had a crush on her husband's best friend

Her excitement was tracing a slick, sinuous trail down her inner thigh as her fingers flicked furiously over her messy mound. She just needed to get some release today and Craig was on her mind as he often was when she found herself in this state. He was her péché mignonne; her husband's best friend. She had always had a huge crush on him, even when they were at school. He had always been...Read On