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Carry Me Far Away

Further from the things of man...

I wish the tide would lift me up And carry me far away, Further from the things of man Than those who wish to stay. Drifting slowly from the shore Far out into the sea. No more broken promises, Now just the waves and me. No more pain and sorrow, No more footprints in the sand To fade away on the ebbing tide And leave my pain on land. Just a hollow vessel now, Floating forlorn on...Read On

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Alone In Her Hotel Room

Tonight, this is how much I miss you

I'm standing alone. Another hotel room, another day away from you, courtesy of this fucking job. Tonight of all nights I loathe the dinner-for-one lifestyle and glass of Chablis. Well alright, half a bottle now: needs must. No, I want to be celebrating day three-hundred-and-sixty-five since we met, lost in your kisses, your hardness sawing inside me as passion engulfs our bodies and nothing...Read On

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Breathless

An unexpected moment of desire

I am sitting here, raking my fingers over the dashboard, trying to decide what to do. The unintelligible laughter of children playing down the street is a constant reminder of how exposed I am. My very presence here is a risk, and every minute I stay is another minute someone might notice me parked down the street from her home. Her husband and I don't know each other all that well. Oh, we...Read On

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Making Memories of Us

The way Memories are meant to be made

M orning dew, morning breath, after our first heavenly night from the soft swaying on the dance floor to the silk sheets being erudite and I, after this, would not fear death. E verything perfectly planned from our first dance, and kiss to our continued teases and bites caresses through uncharted bliss discovered I crumble at your command R endered or rather surrendered ...Read On

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Indiscretion

As we walked down the hallway, I felt his eyes on me. The sexual tension was heavy. Gary had been flirting with me for years, but today it was different. I pushed open the door to our new study and led him in. “So…” I gestured with a sweeping arm motion, “what do you think?” Gary reached out and took my wine glass out of my hand before he placed it on the side table along with his. He...Read On

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Trading Favors

I didn't know much about Phillip Sterling before I went to meet with the board of his charitable foundation. They had awarded Tom Bavington, the head of my lab, an enormous grant for his work in cancer research. The board requested that a representative of the lab present an overview of our work prior to the monetary award being given. Unfortunately, Tom decided to go skiing the weekend...Read On

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Trust Ch. 3

She is his and he is coming for what is his.

From that moment onward Iona sought out this Russ called Long Sword. The images he had spun created a need so great that she could physically feel the man she wanted most. With Iona’s exhaustive imagination, she could feel Kieren’s resting on top of her. The press of his awe-inspiring body against the softness of hers felt real—skin on skin, moist from exertion. Behind her closed eyes,...Read On

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The Debt -- Conclusion

Katie discovers the thin line between pain and pleasure, also possibly finding a new home.

Katie had just connected the leather collar around her neck, finished buckling the leather cuffs to her wrists and ankles, and stood silently. Diego, standing behind her, both her nipples in his grasp, whispered in her ear, “So, let’s see... where should we begin...” Katie remained silent as Diego rolled her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing them harder and harder. “Does...Read On

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The Riley Boy

Marissa discovers a completely different side to Benji.

Marissa Weiss very much enjoyed her mid morning run. On that Monday, her trainers pounded the smooth, black asphalt of this suburban residential street, one of a vast network in her upper middle class neighborhood. Mature oaks, poplars and sycamores spread their generous canopies over lush, well tended yards, creating a forest in the outskirts of Atlanta.   The road wasn't anywhere near...Read On

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Gone

Sometime later today but not right now I'm going to write a poem but not this poem of such unimaginable beauty it's going to make the heart of anyone whose eyes touch the words burst into the spontaneous fires of love and revelation it's going to reveal the whispered liturgies of spring to the desperate weeds ripping up through the cracked asphalt of...Read On

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Reunion Meeting

A school reunion brings them together for a short time

He caught her eye from across the room then slipped out of the nearby door unnoticed by anyone but her. Smiling she returned her attention back to the conversation of the small circle of women around her. Only partially listening to her former school mates her thoughts were on him, wondering what he was up to this time. Outside he found himself alone; everyone was still too busy catching...Read On

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Rooftop Rendevous

My terror blends with arousal and lust and fear are one.

The door to the rooftop squawks on its hinges, shutting out the smirking, pudgy-faced matre’d. We are alone in the soft night air. The Wedge Tower is not the tallest building in downtown Houston, but it is more than tall enough for me! I wonder again why you feel compelled to show me the view from up here instead of the cozy confines of the elegant 43rd Restaurant below. Still, the view...Read On

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We Are Not Poetry: A Sorrow Song

Life is not poetry.

You my love are so well read. And, you read me like no other. I was print Now I am the curls and curves of script Written across the sky. The words you speak reach out to me, As the movement of your lips hypnotize. Your heart’s sound next to mine Creates a loss of memory. I can feel nothing but The letters your tongue forms Against the delicate surface that is my skin. You...Read On

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Paid For My Silence

The loftier the life; the more the opposite attracts.

”Can’t Buy Me Love”, ”Love Don’t Cost a Thing” – you know the songs; the ones dedicated to the prospect that love is a magical thing, independent of the sordid world of pounds, dollars, euros. Of course they’re all ideological; handy ways of disguising the obvious fact that money impacts on love in the same way it impacts on the rest of our lives, or else how do you explain that spousal...Read On

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The Debt -- Part 2

A wife is compelled to pay her husband's debts in a distasteful way that takes a surprising turn.

She did as he requested. Trying to relax, she felt the pressure of the plug as it first penetrated her, and then spread her wider. Finally, it sort of popped in place, apparently held by her contracted muscle. The expectation was much worse than the experience. It was a different feeling, but not hurtful or even unpleasant. She did feel it a bit when she sat down in one of his overstuffed...Read On

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Would You Like Ketchup With That? 2

Next time it’s my turn. Hard to shake the words from my thoughts as I lay on top of the rumpled covers, the back of my head sunk into my pillow as I stared at the ceiling, trying not to think too much about what had just happened, an impossible feat. After all, I’d just orgasmed in front of a girl whose name I didn’t even know simply because she’d told me to. She’d given me her number...Read On

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A Moment In Time

Exploring my softness Your pulsing manhood Probing my depths Eagerly awaited To be invaded Plunging into my soul Surrendering to hardness Beads of sweat Pulsating lust Lips crushing Hips grinding I yield to you Relentless passion Consuming surrender New heights reached My body quivers Moans of satisfaction Breathless reaction Boiling from my belly Plunging pulling Conquering me ...Read On

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Fucking The Wrong Sister In The Wrong Hole

Bitchy brat gets a botty-bashing

Angela’s no Angel, that’s for sure. The girl’s got a great pair of tits and she’s definitely not shy about showing them off - which is a bit of a problem given that she’s my girlfriend’s younger sister. I’d been going out with Tina for a few weeks when she decided it was time for me to meet her parents but it was Angela who made a real impression on me. “Do you like my T-Shirt?” she...Read On

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The Debt -- Part 1

A wife is compelled to pay her husband's debts in a distasteful way that takes a surprising turn.

Katie was recently promoted to Vice President for Marketing in a small, but growing company that had developed a manufacturing technique that saved at least twenty percent during the extraction of rare earth metals from their raw state. It was protected by their patent, and was becoming more and more profitable for the company. She was formerly the Administrative Assistant to John Williams,...Read On

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FeloniousGooch69

...welcome newbies

Recently married and now in their twilight cheering, he with a truss and she with her makeup smearing. Like shadows to gray, Zelda's fat ass blocked out the sun as it went to sleep on the horizon. In the distance and approaching was geriatric's answer to Ma and Pa Kettle's farm. Jumping leaps and bounds by using modified pogo sticks, Hurley and Zelda Gooch hit the asphalt of the...Read On

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Ionosphere

I see your name and face in everything, diagrams, architecture, uncharted oceans, candlelit shapes and the mysterious ionosphere, recesses that only dim in your absence. Where latitude and longitude split, where you once noted these fevers, no heat has yet to escape, no animal has been sated. Some unnameable foretelling begins to strain through your every peak, glistens the folds of...Read On

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Gravel In My Gurdy

...sounded as if Tommy Dorsey was playing his trombone.

In the old days I raised my dick with an electric motor from an erector set, but now I had modernized. If you recall, "From Over The Pill." It takes a few minutes to connect the moped motor to the stationary bicycle. That and the wires and tubes that attach to my scrotum and penis. I don't need the blue pill any longer. I left off as Hurley and Zelda were moped-bopping. The engine...Read On

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Passion's Magical Alchemy

In Elizabethan London, Dr Simon Foreman visits the theatre with apparently magical consequences

Simon sat at a table in a back room of the tavern nursing his glass of red wine. It was normally a raucous place after a performance at the theatre but tonight the atmosphere was strangely subdued. He stared into the candle stub, its flame flickering smokily as he recalled the afternoon’s entertainment. A new play at The Rose, particularly for an avid play goer, was something to look forward...Read On

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Elsie and the Darkness Part 1: The Fantasy

A young Jewish man fantasizes about his true love while hiding from the Nazi's during WWII

It had been almost a year and a half and I’d still never grown used to the darkness. Every once in a while, on what must have been especially sunny days, glimmers of light would come through the miniscule spaces between the boards of the false wall. But most of the time I could barely see my own hand even when it was just a few inches from my face. I didn’t need to see myself to know that I...Read On

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Jungle Heat

A jungle creature plays with destiny during a night of erotic magic.

The jungle was a living, breathing, heartbeat that pulsed in his ears and slicked his skin with fine blood-filled scratches. Ben Collins batted at a slithering tendril of a vine that skimmed his cheek, ever cautious of the snakes that filled both the air above, and the ground beneath his feet. Glancing up into the canopy of leaves and creatures overhead he could still feel the eyes. He was...Read On

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Helping Hand

Scott helps his father on the farm, and helps himself as well.

Scott sat staring out the passenger window of his dad’s old beat up Ford truck. It had been five years since he had last seen his dad, so the long ride from the airport to the farm was silent. He was only there now because his mother told him that his father needed the help and it was the proper thing to do. He had been twelve when his father remarried and Scott had not seen him since a...Read On

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Lyra

As the year turns over and some things are put to rest, I made a list just for you. You always did love the things that were just ours to hold, beautiful vignettes that lit your eyes, dark scenes that clipped your heart. I'd list last new year's eve, your finger hushing my lip before saying what can't ever be taken back. "Let's keep this simple and just enjoy this...Read On

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Can't Breathe Without You

With such a brief encounter, it was unlike him to get so hot and bothered by the passing of a woman

1. Just one foot in front of the other , Tom thought to himself as he traversed the seemingly endless length of red carpet. He was slightly proud of himself for remembering to stop by the big name reporters and bloggers as his publicist requested of him. It was all a blur, of course, with cameras flashing, reporters rambling superficial questions, and fans screaming to gain a wave, nod, or...Read On

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Over The Pill

When we had first met, four weeks ago, Zelda had a case of bad hemorrhoids. A couple of days later as I was willfully treasure hunting in her anal cavities, I discovered autographed castanets by Xavier Cugat (1964) instead of piles. On the road, after the honeymoon, we were nearing Savannah. I was tiring and my endorphins were acting up. We checked in to the Hootchie Smooch Inn, and once...Read On

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The Secrets of Brinkley Ridge - Domestic Bliss

Is their secret out? Or can it be kept by others - at a price?

“ I’m lying here on my sun lounger oiled and naked.” “Oh Really?” “Uh huh, and I’m going to watch you getting all hot and sweaty for money. I’m aching for you. When I can’t take anymore, I want you to come over and stick your hard cock right up me. No words, no foreplay, just fuck me hard.” “You know how hard I can fuck, right?” “Oh yes, I’m counting on it, pump me hard and fill...Read On