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MadMartigan

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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HeraTeleia

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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elliotlacey31

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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DarkSide

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

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Frank_Lee

Darkness, Silence and Fire

this is my heart all darkness, silence and fire neither the best nor worst of its kind it is only this fractured thing that shivers because angels with torches live in her eyes young heart in the prison of an old soul it is never enough and always too much full of stories it will never tell about angels who fell when there was nowhere left to go so this is my darkness, silence...Read On

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browncoffee

Crawling Back

Everything seems Out of my reach Like Water spiralling down a drain An empty promise of rain Conversations from yesterday Music playing too far away Half awake, half asleep It doesn't take much For him to seep Easily into my mind Thoughts spin and drift And effortlessly lift And I turn, intending to Fill the cavernous rift With a snowdrift of sugar Only to feel emptiness...Read On

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oddlittledesires

Galatea's Lover

A lesbian couple faces unique challenges.

Jemma was a little early. It was one of her rules. Dates weren't easy to come by in her position and limited experience had taught her not to bring along a carer. Reminding people of her utter dependence on outside help usually didn't leave a brilliant first impression. She smiled at a tall man, who was stood in the doorframe, wearing a vest and a bow-tie. Successfully having made...Read On

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NomDePlume

Susannah

A drunken evening leaves a friendship changed forever

"Can I?" Susannah whispered, her face crumpling into a tipsy half-giggle. "You don't mind?" She had asked to "try out" on my boyfriend, James. She was always asking. "Why not?" I sighed, lifting myself from the sofa and exiting towards the kitchen, muttering, "it's about time!" Susannah was in almost every way a perfectly normal, attractive young woman. Tall, slender and willowy of...Read On

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HeraTeleia

Blood Lust

That most perfect taste...

The crack of the disinfectant sponge applicator being opened, the anticipation of the cool burning fire fluid being applied to her spread outer lips, was like a dinner bell. Her dark pink sex, on full display due to her hips being lifted by two thick down and foam fill pillows and a pile of innocent--for now--white hotel linens, started to leak with the drooling desire of what was to come...Read On

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chesh78

Blind Love

Cold air cuts across my chest as the door opens. As usual, they enter without knocking and, as always, I ignore the breach of etiquette. Being polite is a courtesy they offer to more welcome guests, so the show of disrespect is their less than subtle way of telling me that in a world of people who matter, I don’t. Besides, they have guns. When it comes to guns, I figure it’s easier just...Read On

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Milik_the_Red

Lightning Bugs

Love should be more than a flash in the dark

Like Fire Flies dancing in the night, Desperate lovers flit about, finding each other in random glory. Two become one, merging their luminescence In a brilliant flash of radiant bliss, Bravo, to them I say, filled with joy that they've found their mate. But all too soon their lightning dims and they part again, Dancing in the dark until a new pair meet and glow anew. ...Read On

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Simplicity

Dance With Me

"Dance for me." The words carried from somewhere in the shadows and I stopped, standing stationary except for turning my head, gazing around the empty studio. "Dance for me." The request came again… then again. I was transfixed, couldn’t move, either to dance or flee… ooOoo Dancing was the passion of my life but, unfortunately, my parents couldn’t afford to help me and I knew that...Read On

Added: 09 Jun 2017 | Category: Love Stories | Words: 4,451 | Tags: dance nudity romance admirer ballet masturbation double dildo | 35 Comments

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oceanrunner

A Laundry List, and Other Sins: A Porn Parody

Flora fucks and sucks her boyfriend’s daddy

Flora was a very sexy girl who was always distracted by naughty thoughts. Often, when she was distracted, she would slip a finger into her shaved pussy and play with herself. It didn’t matter where she was. Once she even did it in church because she thought the minister was looking extra sexy that Sunday. She always kept her tight pink pussy shaved bare because it made her feel super naughty....Read On

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browncoffee

Made in London

She could feel him watching her but every time her eyes flicked to catch his, he’d be looking down at the tattered day-worn Metro in his hand. Even from ten metres away, the paper looked scuffed and dirty, and it’d been folded in half since the man had first picked it up. They’d both boarded the train at Liverpool Street with the late-commute crowd. 18:27. Two strangers in a crowd of...Read On

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elliotlacey31

Not Yet

Not yet... A husky whisper flees from your lips as I watch, close enough to touch. I watch your palms glide along bare thighs, parting with such agonizingly slow precision. The air between us is tense, already perfumed by the glistening trail that coats your exposed lips. The tension makes it seem as if we're both animals. Our haunches coiled, bodies ready to snap forth and mercilessly...Read On

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Milik_the_Red

Faith, Lust and Pixie Dust

Lust can drive a young man to do almost anything. An independent follow up to Having Faith.

The irony of great sex is that it only inflames our need to have it again. So it was for me after my incredible first time with Faith. My desire for her grew daily until I was obsessed and only able to focus on her. To make matters even worse, despite snatching some illicit time on the phone, my chances of having her again appeared to diminish with each passing day. Okay, she was married...Read On

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PervyStoryteller

Bound Wendy

Time is money

Wendy squirms. I enjoy watching her squirm. She sits on her own settee in her own living room with bondage tape wound tightly around her ankles, calves and all the way up to her knees, where it meets a black pencil skirt. Her arms are behind her back, bondage tape wrapped tightly from wrists to elbows. More tape is wrapped around her torso, holding her arms in place and wound around a...Read On

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elliotlacey31

Frequencies

Fingertips graze your neck to touch a forgotten intimate frequency, I can sense the river rushing beneath the vast unseen world that your skin enshrouds. I've known this surface all too well, the goosebumps that bloom in such a close proximity now, the invisible waves of heat rising like steamy mist after warm rain. I have to know all that lies beneath, what survives after the storm. ...Read On

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Ping

Solstice Intentions

A relaxing way to spend a quiet afternoon...

As she positioned herself atop his slumbering body, the lighter weight of her heavy intentions woke him. He had placed the opened paperback mystery on his chest, eyes tired after several whodunnit chapters, fully expecting to awaken refreshed but in the same manner, ready to continue. It was a quiet, uncommitted winter’s afternoon; a perfect time to escape on the couch and disappear into...Read On

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Zenmackie

Bird and the Blonde

A strangely preoccupied young woman makes Bird’s boring day at work a lot more interesting.

Bird was hungry and his feet hurt. His feet always hurt on Saturdays and Sundays, when he worked the register at Walmart. He hated the job, hated that he never had time to just hang out all weekend like his friends at college, hated that he needed even the pitiful income that he made there just to stay in school. But he especially hated standing all day on his size-thirteen feet...Read On

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oceanrunner

The Corruption of Kat

A rich, decadent couple talks a clean-cut college girl into more than she bargained for.

“What about that one?” Marlene suggested, gesturing subtly towards one of the undergraduate waitresses buzzing around the fundraiser, a stunning blonde who had been working the other end of our table most of the night. She took a tiny sip of wine and winced, not waiting for my answer. “For the amount they hope you will donate, they might serve better wine. Well?” Out of curiosity, I’d...Read On

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Lauradj

Used

After-sex satisfaction

Her lipstick was artfully smudged, the pink hue softening the further it went onto her cheek, mixing in with the face makeup she wore. So smudged and messy was her makeup, that I could not tell where the lipstick ended and the foundation and blush began, it was a streaky mess, proof in my mind of a job well done. Her eye makeup too was messy looking and ruined. Around her inner lash...Read On

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KindOfHeart

Life Begins At Sixty

A dutiful wife finds sexual fulfilment in the arms of another man.

Please don't get me wrong, I love my husband. I never wanted to hurt him, but I will be sixty one in a couple of weeks time, and I’m afraid that so much that is enjoyable in life seems to be passing me by. However, my recent behaviour is probably inexcusable and I'm sure that most respectable people would judge me harshly. We have been married for thirty five years, and in all that time...Read On

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Burquette

Virgin, Whore, Mother, Queen: The Virgin

When Flora was fifteen, her father, the king, lost half of his weight. When she was sixteen, he couldn't rise from the bed. That's when the suitors started to arrive. Men from every part of the world. Old men and young men. Men who were royal and men who claimed to be. Flora watched yet another bannered procession leaving the palace from her bedroom window. She felt a soft hand on her...Read On

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mitchawa

Cock Worship

Mary Lou worships all cocks: short, long, thin, fat, or any combination

Mary Lou worshiped cocks: long, short, fat, skinny, or any combination thereof. Tony's dick was being adulated tonight. He sat on a stool with his rod standing at a forty-five-degree angle. It was about six and a half inches long of average thickness. "It's beautiful," she said wrapping her hand around it while smiling up at him. "I like a hard shaft." She continued to look him in the...Read On

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evilprincess

Warm Summer Night

Not usually the sub, he must take a step back and learn to obey the orders of his wife.

To say it was warm would be an understatement. It was June fifth and the first of many nights that would inevitably be spent in a constant layer of sweat. The windows were open, letting the droning of cicadas filter in, their sounds blending with that of the fans strategically positioned around the room to create a steady summer song. It was probably eleven or twelve at night. The sun...Read On

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Liz

Rowing Boat

Drawing us to where reeds sweep, and bowed willows gently wither weep

The sun ascended to its apex high Traversing dawn’s rich clementine sky Burning off the morning veil Of misty haze so thin and frail That it hung amid the old oak trees Motionless without a breeze Ethereal as a silken shroud And humid as diluted cloud That rolled in from the verdant shore To creep across the forest floor Drawing us to where reeds sweep And bowed willows gently wither weep...Read On

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naughtyannie

Making the First Move

Everyone likes to watch. But it's even better to play.

Andrew first saw her when she moved to his school to do her “A”-levels, and almost immediately she became his secret obsession. Her name was Emily, and he thought she was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen in his life. He used to watch her during break while she chatted with her friends. But he was far too shy to speak to her and, as far as he knew, she never even knew he existed. He’d...Read On

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Ping

Confessions - The Port Macquarie Story

A woman informs her soon-to-be ex-husband about certain events that occurred on their honeymoon...

~ ~ ~ Confessions is a series based on people who have secretly cheated on their partner or spouse. All stories are true but names and events may be altered for reasons of privacy and creative license. If you would like to share your experience, please contact me to discuss writing your story. Thank You. ~ ~ ~ Dearest David, In light of our amicable separation, I decided to share...Read On

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PervyStoryteller

Pillow Talk

My wife loves hearing about my day

“So how was your day? Did anything interesting happen?” “ Interesting? You have a one track mind. Do you know that?” “Never mind that. Did anything interesting happen?” “You mean out of the ordinary?” “You know what I mean.” “I’d like to say Ms Mergan coming to work in a fuck-me dress, but that’s hardly out of the ordinary.” “It’s not very secretarial of her, is it? What kind of...Read On

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

Losing It

Flourishes

More Than What Melissa Wanted.

Darkness, Silence and Fire

Crawling Back

Galatea's Lover

Susannah

Blood Lust

Blind Love

Lightning Bugs

Dance With Me

A Laundry List, and Other Sins: A Porn Parody

Made in London

Not Yet

Faith, Lust and Pixie Dust

Bound Wendy

Frequencies

Solstice Intentions

Bird and the Blonde

The Corruption of Kat

Used

Life Begins At Sixty

Virgin, Whore, Mother, Queen: The Virgin

Cock Worship

Warm Summer Night

Rowing Boat

Making the First Move

Confessions - The Port Macquarie Story

Pillow Talk