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Blinded by Assumption

School started in September and with it came relief. The summer had been too long – hot, stifling and overflowing with emotion. It had been almost two months since Dad’s funeral and talking to the same people had become as torturous as retreating to the four stark walls of my bedroom. Nobody knew what to say and I didn’t know what to say to them. I thought school could be an escape. New...Read On

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Finding It Again

Bereaved Jack finds that a young innocent lady can stimulate his lost desires

My vibrant, sensual Becky was taken from me after six blissful years together. Gone so swiftly, so cruelly. Just another hit and run victim with no chance of finding the driver. So sudden the loss, I was reduced to an aching shell, sure it would take me forever to shake off the spell of her. Alive, but running on empty, I was sustained only by memories of her. Sustained, yet...Read On

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Isle of Thorns 1: The Black Pearl

Her only allegiance was to the ocean, her only home the underwater seaship known as the Kraken.

The ocean raged like a wounded beast miles above them, whipped up by the violent thunderstorm passing overhead, but the tempest barely registered eight hundred fathoms beneath the surface. It certainly did not register to Tess, intent as she was on the moonlight colored pearl she held lightly between her teeth, readying herself to push it with a trembling tongue into the waiting labial lips...Read On

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Tits For Tats

Ivy placed items down, waiting her turn in line. She shifted and stretched, moaning in pleasurable pain at the slight burn in her defined muscles from tonight's lengthy and intense workout. Slim fingers brushed the long damp hair away from her face as she checked her phone for new messages. Private party needs 5 bikini models. $50hr plus a chance for extra. Call me. Jared She smiled....Read On

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Do the Lotion Motion

Good timing? Bad timing? A bit of both.

Talk about wonderful timing.  I stepped across the bedroom threshold just as she picked up the bottle of lotion. Well, it could have been better.  I could have made it  home a couple of hours before, when she wasn’t as exhausted as her heavy eyes told me she was.  Not that it detracted in the slightest from how gorgeous and sexy she looked standing there in front of the mirror wearing...Read On

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Befriending the Banker

Who knew that a loan would take so much effort?

The clicking steps of Laura Turner’s 4” scarlet Louboutin heels on the polished marble floor accompanied the swish of the mahogany door, with gleaming brass handles, closing to elegantly. The dark wood-lined walls echoed and amplified the metronomic clopping of her graceful gait. Even the chandelier twinkling above her seemed to give a tinkle as she passed, gently swaying in her wake. ...Read On

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Don't Forget To Breathe

It seemed like ages, but finally, Emma breathed.

Every now and then, sex is better than a rollercoaster ride. Not that I ride rollercoasters that much. Not anymore. But you know when something is going to be out of this world. At this precise moment, I’m feeling fucking wonderful. My orgasm has been building for ages and right now I just want to tell him to fuck me harder. I want to come right now. But his gentle rhythm brings me to a...Read On

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Not A Normal Day

Moist and ready, Linda allows a handsome stranger into her home, and into her body.

At some time in the future Linda Greer would enjoy recalling the unexpected way she was feeling on that day, not to mention the eventual outcome. Although having, what she considered to be, a normal healthy attitude to sex, she had never found the need to chase after it. There had been occasions when she could go months without it. Although such times were never desirable, she could always...Read On

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Just Once More

When will it come once more

How much longer I have I cannot say. My strength is fading. But I need it to come to me once more. Just one more time. It has been months now. I was a strong man when it began. My body was tall and muscular from the work I did. I was a forest ranger. I would drive over gravel or dirt roads out in the woodlands, or I might hike the trails up into the mountains and into the valleys, each...Read On

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The Last Bookshop - The Muse

Harry's world crashes down around him, can he find a way out and find the muse?

He caught himself in the mirror and backpedalled. Dark, sunken rings around pink fatigued eyes glared back. His waxy pallor, the colour of plain paper and his skin, the texture of gruel haunted him.  Wearily, he carried a pained and troubled countenance.  His limp hair aged him and he rubbed at the abrasive stubble on his chin. The long abominable night never felt lonelier as he stared from...Read On

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Mutual Admiration

When a mother and her son's friend discuss their mutual admiration for each others finest attributes

The menacing rumble of an idling V8 grew louder, as it coasted ever so slowly up their driveway. The whole family knew exactly who it was, since Lewis had owned that car since senior year of high school. Being best friends with her son Jake the entirety of their school career, she developed a particular bond with this young man; one that had developed beyond her expectation. Jake called out...Read On

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Wartime

The start of a saga of wartime love

Elizabeth Fleming told me some of this story in the years before she died, aged eighty, in 2010. The more graphic scenes are mine but the emotions and surrounding history are hers. She was my Great Aunt, great in so many ways for she was the third family member I ever revealed my sexuality to, the first two being my parents. I had known since girlhood that she shared a cottage in Hampshire...Read On

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The End of Nothing

The woman sat on a foldable chair on the corner of Drew’s street, a stack of magazines in her lap and a cardboard sign propped up beside her. The Weekly 2-50 A laminated card pinned to her clothes read: Arta Orsos Licensed vendor #415 Ms Orsos was old and draped in a mass of shawls and blankets. She looked up warily as Kaia halted in front of her and then looked away,...Read On

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Lessons Taught, Lessons Learned

A man is taught the finer art of cunnilingus...

“You are one messed up little man, Bud!” She laughed, thinking I was joking, but I was not. Terri’s smile slowly faded when she realized I was serious. “No. I can’t. I won’t do it,” she said. “Please, Terri, you must. I need your help. You’re my only hope!” ≈ ≈ ≈ Ella and I had a fairly good love life but it bothered me that my wife did not enjoy oral sex. She enjoyed providing it but...Read On

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What’s love got to do with it?

What’s love got to do with it?

“For a new self to be born, hardship is necessary. Just as clay needs to go through intense heat to become strong, Love can only be perfected in pain.” Shams Tabrizi   I remember that Friday morning started out well with Gail riding me hard, straining towards yet another climax. Her long strawberry blond hair was tickling my nose as it flicked in my face. I cupped her...Read On

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Younger Than Springtime

And when your youth and joy invade my arms

The door was open. I had no reason to have it closed. We were all in this together. So I was sitting in the large chair as my nurse prepared to access my port to begin the first liter of Cisplatin. The cancer center had been busy today and I glanced out the doorway as several people passed by. Then I noticed a woman pausing as one of the nurses escorted her somewhere. It was Katherine....Read On

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"Some Kiss You Gave Me"

She had changed. That was to be expected, but her muteness on the journey home from hospital still worried him. She’d been like that too long. He tried his best: said he’d missed her and it would be good to have her back. Said too that his parents would drop in that evening. Would that be ok? He glanced over to see her nod, but her expression tore at him in a way he couldn’t explain. She...Read On

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Noah: Even the flying monsters are horny

“Have you seen the size of that boat?” Mahlah asked. “Yeah. That Noah bloke must be short of a couple of planks,” Salpaad said, tapping her head. “Up here.” “No, it’s definitely your turn to go for wood,” Noah bellowed, making both women cower.. “Noah and his bloody Gopherwood!” Salpaad hissed the words almost loud enough for someone to hear over the hammering. “And get some bloody...Read On

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Some Day, But Not Today

A female medical student and a handsome retired gentleman bond while playing pickleball...

“Move to a nudist colony? So we can play pickleball... naked?” Laughter filled the kitchen. “Harold, that’s the most ridiculous idea you have ever had!” his wife exclaimed. He winked at Maggie, his wife of fifty three years, and counting, and then pointed to his head. “I’ve got a lot more like that brewing up here.” “That’s what worries me,” she said shaking her silver hair. The...Read On

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Talking Dirty Pt. 2: Anal

Gwen turns up the heat with her boyfriend Max

Two days after the Night (or, as Max calls it, “the night I sexually blossomed.” Ugh.), Max left town for the week to visit an old friend of his from college all the way over in Chicago. I won’t lie; it sucked. That Night (yes, we gave it a capital N) with him was amazing. It was a whirlwind of pleasure. And now he was leaving me. Okay, that sounded really overly dramatic, but you get...Read On

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Sing It If You Want To

maybe something beautiful in this earth won't let me die in a gutter called winter and summer will enslave me with this terrifying magic making my skin itch like it's half electricity and half not there and I'm sorry to make you say your name again but I just can't  hear you darling now that the guitars are melting and then of course there's the damp music of that...Read On

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Pawn To Queen Bishop Four

Alexandria certainly knew how to play the game of chess – and to win!

The venue was the Seventeenth Chess Olympiad in Saltsjöbaden, Stockholm. The year was 1954. Ruslan Stravinsky was on top form, at the top of his game you could say, and he only needed one more match under his belt to put him in the top five places. He would be a sure bet for a placement to challenge the current world champion Alexander Kotov. Only one more challenge remained but the lady...Read On

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Lost Weekend

My girlfriend forgets something very important during our weekend together.

I had been waiting eagerly for this. With the holiday on Monday, my girlfriend and I had both managed to get extra time off from our jobs, allowing us to spend a rare four-day weekend together. I had been fantasising about something in particular for a long time, something devious... I adore Chloé. She’s clever, hilarious, beautiful, and highly sexual. Behind her innocent face, I had...Read On

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For The Love Of Breasts

Thomas discovers the charms of upper management.

I've always considered myself an honest, righteous and faithful man. I love my wife, always have and always will. That's not up for debate. Likewise, I'd never thought of myself as a breast man more a connoisseur of ass. Nothing like a pert little bottom in tight jeans or a short skirt, to get my juices flowing. That was until yesterday. Yesterday, something changed and, or should I...Read On

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Pretty Wild

A custom story written specifically for Pretty Wild. <3

  Flowers in Her Hair The flowers were waiting for Julie when she pulled up to her apartment.  A bouquet of daisies resting upon the welcome mat putting a smile on her face.  Even after all these years, she mused as she unlocked the door, then closed it behind her before searching for an unused vase to set them on, settling on a glazed pink cylinder, which was placed on near the...Read On

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Rain

When love is not all as it seems...

Her own beautiful love story Her perfect ever after Laughter in the pouring rain A lovers kiss upon wet lips His unspoken tale, Masked in another adventure Of sex and addiction Drowning in his own drug Greed gorges on trust As intimacy starts to fade Storms steal those moments Of their treasured vows The devil dances in his pool Unashamed of his sins The mist of forbidden acts Conceals...Read On

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The Quiet Pleasures of Miss Tessa Malone

Tessa enjoys the softer pleasures of her day

As she did each day, Miss Tessa Malone awoke in her bed with a smile on her face; not a broad exaggeration of the mouth, but rather a natural shape of contentment eased upon her plush lips. From the moment she roused from her slumber in the morning, to the last second before her eyelids closed for the night, the smile rarely waned. It welcomed whatever the day delivered, be it bright sun or...Read On

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Memories of Jack

Too late, she realizes she made a mistake.

Her hands were shaking as she held the plastic. Her eyes were glued to the display. She was waiting for the result. Impatient. Every heartbeat passed like an hour. At her heartbeat rate, two minutes meant close to two hundred hours. Two hundred hours of waiting in the narrow confinement of the airplane toilet. A piece of memory flashed through her mind. A memory she preferred to forget....Read On

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Gue$$?

She'll do anything for her mom

How did I get here? What do I do now? I can’t believe I allowed them to talk me into doing this. When did I decide I wanted to become an object for men to leer at? Do women actually like being objectified and degraded by men for fun? The music began to play in the common room of the sorority house. Around me stood these Barbie doll looking girls who thought their body was more important...Read On

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Psychedelic Pussycat Dreams - Deep Purple

She kept her eyes closed, concentrating on the touch of fingers on her exposed nakedness, attempting to decipher each stroke into a shape without overloading her mind (much as the flurry of so many hands were overloading her senses). A heart. A flower (or perhaps a sun). Letters were harder, as someone wrote a script upon her belly, each line drawing closer to a still untouched pussy. Were...Read On