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dronette56

Miniature Golf

The naked truth is unveiled under the honesty of darkness. It was fun.

“Spooky dark.” The moon was new, and clouds cloaked the stars. At three in the morning, even the occasional light from the nearby summer homes was sucked into the shadows. Jan sipped her heavily iced cranberry and vodka, sharing the porch swing with her fiancé. “Spooky quiet,” Ellis said between swigs from his long-neck bottle. The background humming of the neighborhood air conditioners and the ocean waves gently lapping...

Soleil_Rouge

After Midnight Part 2

It was after midnight...

It was after midnightBeing with my baby tonightThe trees moving in the wind so slightHis arm around me, making me feel light. Into the woods we went, so scared I clung with all my mightToo weak to tried to put up a fightHis hand around my wrist so tightI would give anything to have his voice tell me it is all right. His eyes so brightThey glow into the dark nightHis head went down to my neck for a biteThen he vanishes out...

David_LeRoy

Lust and Passion

A single moment of unrestrained desire

Even as I toiled through the evening, going about the forgettable tasks of my job, my mind was with you. Fingers that pushed a pen, or tapped at the black keys of my board, longed to be caressing the pale softness of your skin. Eyes that focused on numbers and words, longed instead to witness the beautiful rise of your breasts, and the gentle curve of your hips. My body moved as would an automaton, performing the mundane...

TimeKeeper

Midnight Denial

Wrote this after a night-denial for my lovely wife, my everything, my mistress, the morning breath!

We lay here, arms entwined Front against back, close Your legs, shaved and shined Fetal, our pose Hands coveting thou My sex, strained, kissing yours You arch your back, mine bow Sending sensation to all fours Again, you arch Hairs grate at my glans Ready, deep, my seed for the march No more stillness from my hands Soft your curves Hard and wondrous at their summit Womanly folds tests my nerves Readying me to commit Holdi...

clum

Silent Wank

Sometimes there's only one thing you can do...

Oscar felt a chill on his face when he awoke as a light midnight breeze drifted in through the slightly open window at his bedside. He savoured the feeling, letting the air cool him and calm him down. Heavily and silently he breathed, his heart decelerating only in the slightest increments. Staring up at the black ceiling, he recounted the glorious dream from which he had awoke, grinning. He could still picture perfectly...