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Psychedelic Pussycat Dreams - Nirvana

Her room was awash with color.  No overhead light.  No brass lamps topped with beige lamp shades.  The walls glowed with bright neon images. Tigers and mushrooms and wizards and rainbows brought to life by a tube of violet light. A glowing aquarium full of multi-colored fish moving slowly about through a forest of slowly waving plant life. A lava lamp, its contents morphing slowly,...Read On

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Garden Of Eden

Eden uses her garden to entertain the boy next door

I was so ashamed. Ashamed, and yet, with the revelation of what I had done, the memories of it – my obsession of it, really – are still as powerful as the sex itself. I am like a million other women, I think. No matter how we have lived - even those with successful jobs and successful husbands who treat us well and generally behave like gentlemen - at one time in our lives, we begin to...Read On

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Ladies Who Lunch

A naughty introduction to swinging pleasures

To outward appearances Alan and Vivienne were a fairly ordinary couple in their late fifties. They had married young, just after they had left college, and with the help of their parents had bought a small semi in a nice area of Chichester. Within a couple of years their first child was born, a girl, followed by a boy three years later. Alan had done well in his career, and even though...Read On

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Would You Like Ketchup With That? 5

Hi.  My name is Jenny and I am an uncertain-sexual.  Until recently, I was very secure in who I was and what I liked.  And then, a guilty pleasure – drive-thru fast food – turned my world sideways. Now? Now I am falling for a girl who insists I call her ‘Miss’.  A girl who has awoken something within that I find frightening, confusing, and yet so exhilarating that I fear I have become...Read On

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Another Zander Audition

MIchelle becomes a Zander intern.

Spencer was the official photographer for the Zander Corporation, a secretive organization made up of business professionals. The group’s purpose was to use their power and influence to assist upwardly mobile individuals toward career success. The reason the group remained secret was due to their operating procedures. Ninety-nine percent of their ‘internships’ were awarded to women. They...Read On

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The Dark Valley

You're still the reason I wait for winter,  why I drive through the dark valley alone,  our city merely a distant afterglow,  a beautiful and dangerous element  rippling through the heart.  Perhaps too familiar  to hold on to anymore,  maybe there's too much pain to still carry this torch.  I'm still cocooned in our heat,  where your body no longer  moved of its own accord,  opening in...Read On

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Confessions

The interesting life of an over-sexed bisexual

I hear it all the time.  "As soon as you walked into the room, I knew." Or, "I took one look at you and I knew." Here's a popular one.  "It was written all over your face." This is the type of thing I hear afterward, after I have swallowed his ejaculate, after his cock has been re-holstered.  "Dude, you just looked so hungry." It's true.  I am weak. To be fair to myself, he has to fit...Read On

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This Crazy Little Thing Called SEX: part 4

Jennifer continues to explore the limits of her sexuality

4: Dominus Domina. The half moon sat artfully in the night sky, casting its pale light into my room as I lay on my bed, staring up at the shadows it cast. Both my hands were gently stroking either side of my sex as the events of the day fed my imagination and played out over and over in my head as I closed my eyes, breathing deeply of the sensations flowing through me. A stray finger rubbed...Read On

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Fixed Wright Up

A bent tent pole has her screen tent sagging. His pole certainly isn't sagging, though.

Tasha opened the door of her camper trailer and took a deep breath of the morning air. Dappled sunlight filtered through the trees to fall on her nude body, and she shivered from a still-crisp breeze. She covered her stiffening nipples for a moment, pushed her long dark locks off her shoulders, and then made her way down the steps to the screen tent. It wouldn’t be long before the mosquitos...Read On

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Shard 504.2: Click

She loved dressing up for him, making herself into a fuck doll, a sex toy.

Picture it: her nipple, glistening with cum. She loved dressing up for him, wearing anything he asked, making herself into a fuck doll, a sex toy. Anything he asked. Fishnet thigh highs, fishnet gloves. Collars and leashes. Thick, whorish makeup. He didn’t ask every time, but he did often. He found his mind took a series of photographs when she dressed like this, snapping away as he...Read On

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Shadows

I was your shadow... the silence between us all that we could ever know. You had moved through me long ago repairing the cracks in my bones made manifest with winter’s grasp. I never knew they were there; your patient nature discovered them. I was your shadow, born as the sky’s flame died; as we walked under the streetlamps, my form was living for yours... Any heartbeat that was palpated...Read On

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Dilemma & Surprise

Our sex life takes a new twist and turn.

Dilemma? Well, yes. Ask any writer and storytelling is apparently ‘very easy.’ Back in my school days, you learned that to write successfully that all stories had a beginning, a middle and an end. They may have been called by differing names but basically, that was it.   So what’s the dilemma? Well, in the case of what I’m going to tell you I have no idea where either this really started...Read On

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This Crazy Little Thing Called SEX: part 1

Hey, did you happen to see the most beautiful girl in the world.

1: The heart wants what the heart desires. His penis was the first proper penis I ever saw. We stood opposite each other at the bottom of the bed as I watched him slowly remove the last item of his clothing and nervously stand before me as he clasped his hands self-consciously in front of his unfurling manhood. He stared at the floor for what seemed an age then, breathing deeply, he slowly...Read On

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Last Stop Bubbles: A Lost Blondie-Verse Tale, Part Five

I. Invisible Criminal “Caution, approaching platform.”   We’re nothing but invisibles now Strangers on a train, that clichéd rift Spun up, up, up in far off Hollywood lights With those backstage sets and the rain machines Dropping watery gems into silver tears The real fucking tale Behind those Westside Blues Where you’re a Maria and I’m a Tony Just star-crossed fuckups...Read On

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Unrequited Love

Oh lady fair, so haughty, and so coldly proud, Entreat though I may, naught it seems, can ever pierce The adamantine shell that guards your cruel soul, And even my most honeyed words are all in vain. However hard I strive to rise above the crowd Of those that press about your feet, whose cries so fierce Each clamour to be heard; and were I to enrol The gods above, my suit would surely...Read On

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Traces

I'll never say it's all about you, I've waited here for too long to just give that away... I watch the sky suddenly awaken, radiant rainbows burst in every direction  as if this new violent light will  forever wrap around the earth. The night is chilled for the first time in weeks and all I can long for now are my arms around you, the secret sweet torrents of hands and lips searching. ...Read On

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Peeling Away The Layers

Awakening a hidden desire.

“Fine. I’ll go.” “Excuse me?” I sat at one end of the kitchen table looking at my husband of six years. He had been browbeating me into making a decision for the last two weeks. “I said, fine, I’ll go.” “Oh my God Katherine, are you serious? You will?” I continued to look into his eyes while I cut my steak. “I will.” “Katherine, I’m shocked but very pleased. I’ll go let the Fosters know...Read On

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Last Stop Bubbles: A Lost Blondie-Verse Tale, Part Four

losing control

I. Retrograde One of our old haunts, a repurposed manufacturing plant, still hums with life on breezy Saturday nights. Used to come here every weekend. Her great escape, a middle finger to her name. Detach from reality and just… exist. Breathe, ya’know? Be straight average for a change. Slip into the other side. She never said it, but I could tell she hated that bitter chaos circling in...Read On

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Would You Like Ketchup With That? 4

“Fries and a diet pepsi.”  I’d been distracted and horny all morning, unable to dismiss the events of last night from my thoughts, trying to sort out my feelings and, most of all, worrying about the hold Violet obviously had on me.  After all, I’d decided, early on, that no, I would not be seeing her anymore and I certainly wasn’t going to allow her to dictate when I could or couldn’t...Read On

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I Do Not Belong

I do not belong to you  in the way you belong to me. I saw this in an amber sunset, the slow burning against a shimmering summer horizon. We were waiting for the stars, for your hand to slip into mine and softly squeeze as you took  in your favorite constellations, speaking of each one as if they were a friend,  a loved one or lover you never had  the chance of say goodbye to. And I...Read On

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One More River

Cynthia crosses the river of no return.

I hadn't planned for any of this to happen. When my husband went out of town, I had every intention of being a faithful wife, just as I always did. I fantasized about sex, of course, but I had never really considered an affair or even a fling. We'd only been married two and a half years, so I hadn't really been tested before, and if I had been, I might have failed earlier, but I hadn't...Read On

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The Good Neighbour, Part One

Young Tobin has a sexual awakening as he obsesses over his neighbour

Later in life, Tobin would share awakening stories with his queer friends, often hearing of gradual, incremental steps, peeking out of the closet, the slowly dawning understanding of why they just weren’t into their hetero boyfriends/girlfriends. But Tobin could point to the precise moment he knew he was gay: Saturday, August 16, 2008, at 3:12 in the afternoon, when he was halfway through...Read On

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New Horizons

I thought I knew her... I was wrong.

New Horizon  I parked across the street from the house I formally called home. The exterior appeared unchanged after eleven months away. There was a time when I would pull up in this driveway and be filled with joy at the prospect of just being home with my family. Sometimes happiness is an illusion, as I so painfully discovered.  As I sat there staring at 2200 Sycamore Drive,...Read On

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Handjob Heaven

A man's good deeds receive more than ample reward

It was the middle of summer and as Ted looked out of the window, he didn’t know whether to smile or burst into tears.  His new neighbour was sunbathing again.  She was in her early twenties, blonde and had a body to die for.  As an older man, he could only distantly remember dating girls like her. His wife, while a good woman had long since ceased to please him.  His sex life had...Read On

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Last Stop Bubbles: A Lost Blondie-Verse Tale, Part Three

memories tilting the present off axis

I. Jitterbug Stand clear, doors closing. “Ya think Sting ever really thought about all the unspoken moves behind Every Breath You Take ?” I don’t look up. I try to focus on getting this quick sketch just right. Shading. Light. Blending. But you’re like that lone fly that gets in when you leave the sliding door open too long. Zoom! And it hides like a stain you don’t even notice...Read On

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November Nights

A southern belle discovers the ties binding her to her family's fascinating past.

Once upon a time Emily Angelica Fairport slept peacefully in the century old white four poster canopy bed surrounded by its sheer lacy curtains nestled deep between the heavy pink eyelet duvet and the several inches deep feather bed. Every detail of her boudoir serving to further magnify the image of an innocent southern belle, amplified with a sweet as tea nature that hung in the air...Read On

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Last Stop Bubbles: A Lost Blondie-Verse Tale, Part Two

bubble gum visions and twisted memories meet

I. Vicious State of Mind “Caution, approaching platform.” The announcement drowns out the clipped whispers, but the furtive eyeballing remains. Some knew me immediately. The celebrity-like recognition flashed like fat paparazzi Nikons as they traced the familiar tattoo slopping down my cheek, burning into the path of another that peaks just above the collar of a grimy Seattle Sounders T....Read On

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Losing It

She was bound to lose it...

Mike,  Enough endless talking.  You once said that it is not bragging if one can back up one’s words with action, and now it has come time to back up your words, mon petit.   Please see attached; everything has been arranged.  Yours, Jen. No further explanation. A ‘click,’ a mental turn as my brain processed those three short sentences, and time quite changed, my vision dimming as I...Read On

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Flourishes

I want to slowly undo you... The soft curtain of lush hair seems to fall in slow motion now, a dark flourish of silk waves  lapping against your shoulders. I cannot stop taking you in.... As your hair grazes against me, I undo the smallest knot, the bow on your lingerie a subtle and tangible display saying to carefully open you Expose the tiny freckles along your chest, I touch them as...Read On

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More Than What Melissa Wanted.

Melissa was offered a night to remember and took it.

  I looked down at my body and tried to control the way my breasts heaved. My heart was racing faster than a formula 1 car. I knew I had to do it. I knew that. I stood and watched the door to the barn to see whether there was any indication of who was inside. I could just about see the rather dim lighting trying its best to leak around the doorframe and through the odd gash in the wooden...Read On