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naughtysarah28

Dews Of Recollection: A Thousand Years

Dawn will break and healing shall distil on the wounded soul.

Tears stain my pillows as, beside me, I touch your phantom warmth. How am I to continue, knowing I can't venture where you now are? For a thousand agonising years my heart shall shatter, ne'er to reform. My love, how I miss you, wishing you'd stayed with me that snowy morn'. Tears stain my pillows as upon my wounded soul the dews of recollection do distil. Blessed thoughts returning of our time together, wrapped within ea...

RowanThorn

I Dream Of You Dreaming Of Me

In the swelter of a torrid summer night, I dream of you dreaming of me.

In the swelter of a torrid summer night, I dream of you dreaming of me. When your smell that still lingers in the pillow Grabs my stray unconscious by the throat And shoves my head down into the waters of memory, Drowning on the desires we used to share. - Your melancholy eyes are shut tight And the bedspread has long been kicked to the floor. The sweet breath that passes through your lips is drawn in with yearning and es...

RossCaliban

The Couple That Spanked Before - Part 2: Notes From The Afterlife

A lecherous ghost reflects on a lifetime of kink.

I once had an ex give me road head on the LA freeway coming back from Napa in 1982. I’d brag that I didn’t even have to pay for it, but it turns out this girl drank Dom Perignon like it was Perrier, so in no way was that true. Worst blowjob I ever got in my life, too. But it’s one off the bucket list. It also gives me a nice place to go when I’m stuck in a traffic jam on Lakeshore – and there’s always fucking traffic on L...

wxt55uk

A Good Life

This story is a little different...

Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep… I hear as my eyes slowly open. The room is blurry; I try to get some orientation as I am not sure where I am. What has happened to me? I think. Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep… I felt different; light-headed. My eyelids are so heavy and my mouth feels dry. I am not able to move. There was a weariness within me, though my mind seemed still sharp. Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep… A vision appears, and it hovers above...

xbluestocking

The Lick of Love

I clearly remember how she possessively held it firmly in her delicate hand and how I liked watching her do it.

It has been fifty years, yet I never forgot a single detail. After work, every Friday, we secretly met in our favourite hidey-hole behind the post office. I clearly remember how she possessively held it firmly in her delicate hand and how I liked watching her do it. She smiled. She blushed. She giggled. She gasped. She begged. She licked. She moaned. She swallowed. She moaned. She licked. She begged. She gasped. She giggl...