Image of you

I am silent.  You move around the room,  touch, breathe, live… And I watch you.  I bite my pencil,  Filling pages with your shade, with your essence.  Sometimes I’m so lucky  I feel your eyes in mine… And I blush.  I look down, I keep writing  as you sit next to me.  Scarlet is the color of my cheeks As the object of my desire smirks.  And in those moments of silence  I feel the

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Doing What The Night Wants

Doing what the night wants No hesitation Just giving in to the need Wanting to touch every inch of you No second guessing The feelings you share together Just doing what the night wants No game plan Just living in the moment No need to plan every detail Just go with the flow Letting go of our inhibitions Letting fears be a thing of the past Trusting completely Letting our

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Wife's 5k Out of Town, Part 2

Oops, I did it again only worse this time.   Apparently, Justin told his friends at work about what happened and gave them my number.  They started texting and calling me the day after and wanted to meet up.  Angela was going to go sight-seeing since she didn’t get to go last night.  I told her I was sore and wanted to stay in and that she could go out without me.   I texted them back and

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The Guest Lecture

I felt more than heard the rustle of the sheets as she stood up next to the bed. I looked over to see her stretch, hands high above her head, the swell of her breasts more hinted at than shown, her auburn tresses halfway down her back in a tumble of curls. All this in two seconds and I could feel myself stirring already. I recalled last night, after dinner. She aggressively tore my clothes

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Dear John — Part Two

CHAPTER 4 He was staring at the beauty bending over the open back trunk of her car doing something domestic with her groceries. Maybe 5’5″ weighing in at around 110 pounds; she was slender for sure. Bubble butt, maybe B-cups, brown hair and a face that could have launched a thousand ships. He smiled. It was ten to one she was married. But, resist her, not happening. “Hello Miss, need

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On Monday Night – Part VI

Filthy and dangerous, chemical pleasure surges, this can never end – a pure, beautiful sensation burning so bright. Smoky and vaporous, Hot, wet, tight, Dirty and traitorous, driven by urges  which refuse to bend in an erotic coronation, on Monday night. Sensation in flurry, Concentration is blight. Drifting and blurry, the bedchamber merges. Weariness prepared to defend against

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Jason's Secrets Exposed, Part 12

(The reader is strongly encouraged to read the first 11 installments before reading this chapter.) Lillie’s trip had been extremely fruitful, both in pleasure and in new ideas. Ariana, being extremely rich and extremely evil, had decided to embark on a new adventure. She would be expanding her slave endeavor to America. This would entail a lot of preparation and first she would have to

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Not What I Expected On Christmas

One thing you must know about my family is that they are different. Part of the different is in a good way. And part of the different is in a bad way. Very open-minded, very verbal, very blunt, very outgoing, and very friendly. But the other part of it isn’t as easy to deal with. Loud, obnoxious, outspoken, and no filter. They really don’t give a shit what they say or where they say it. They

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Gretchen

I love the fat ones best. Gretchen rubbed her ass against Tommy, some kind of electrician. He smelled a little like Doritos and a lot like sweat. Thanks to the space he occupied Gretch’s nose kept a safe distance. She loved the fat ones because their stomachs hung over their cocks, shielding her from errant erections. A lot of the girls got off from random dicks jammed into their asses,

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Cougar Express

The young man wanted his dick sucked. He needed a blow job. By her. He’d always had. He’d been waiting for a very long time. She knew, so she decided that she’d start with that. Over the years, she’d thought, he’d probably jerked off a hundred times to that vision of her mouth on him. Running his fingers through her long, brown hair as her lips wrapped around his cock. Warm. Wet. Wonderful.

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“Grope Me”

The carriage doors slid shut. There were just the four of them inside now. Further up on the same side as herself was a couple, radiating the obsessiveness of new love. Next to her, on her right, the man. She hadn’t chosen him particularly; on the contrary, he’d sat down next to her because it was one of few seats left. But that was seven stations ago. Now, as the train left the station

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Love (And Sex!) In the Time of Zombies (Part 5)

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 11 – The Story of Lorrie = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = I begged Michael to let me write this part of the story. I was taking creative writing in school when all of this went down and, so, I think the story needs my touch. So yes, I was completely in puppy love with Michael at this point. I was also a virgin, technically. Meaning I hadn’t

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Haircut for Julie

She was one of the regular customers, a woman probably in her late twenties with long brown hair that she had trimmed regularly and she always asked for me instead of either of the two girls I employed, “Hi Andrea,” she smiled as she took her seat, “You look very nice today in that outfit. Are you going somewhere special after work?” I was wearing a black lycra mini skirt and a white

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Not so faithful

Our place had a new trainee, Rachel. We were short-staffed and have been unable to fill a post for more than a year. This was more or less the situation across the country. During regional meetings, one of the other consultants had come across Rachel. She was unhappy with her present workplace and was looking to move out. As we had nothing to lose, we interviewed her. She was

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Babysitter Bondage Threesome.

It was back when I was just nineteen, and needing money to help me pay my way through college. A friend of my Mom asked if I would babysit for her, watching her son, Howard, who was ten, and her daughter, Kay, who had just turned sixteen. It sounded easy money, especially as I was told the boy went to bed around 9 pm and was no trouble at all. I wondered why the older girl could not

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But a Big Dream – Chapter 1

Sunlight, the Pacific variety, was always death for her. Maybe something to do with her name-but probably not. Late in the day, when her skin glowed and released its stored warmth, freckles coming into existence over her nose like the stars above the horizon, then she felt tied to the earth itself, its titanic history. The sun sizzled to a puddle on the horizon, with the wind pushing the

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Downing Abbey – Chapter 1

(Abigail) If I had known there’d be eight inches of hot lawyer inside of me before the end of the week, I’d have asked to take Monday off. Instead of making that call, I’m about to walk into a law firm. But first, some context explaining why I’m buried six-feet under a mountain of crap. Gender equality is a fantasy, just like karma. There I am, two weeks ago. I’m doing my deep

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Addicted to Gooning

I’m addicted to gooning and to edging all damn day. I’ve heard voices say it’s bound to make me gay.   I edge to feet and tits to cunt and ass and cock. I goon and edge so much it’s getting hard to walk.   My neighbor likes to watch my hands pump when she can with her sexy friends and a shemale and a man.   She never lets me cum but leaking is allowed. Because I am well hung

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Love (And Sex!) In The Time of Zombies (Part 4)

===Chapter 9 continued===   Later that evening, as we watched ‘Pitch Perfect’ and sang along with all the a capella songs, the girls were all kind of silly and a bit strange. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I ‘getting together’. She sat next to me during the movie, with her daughter Lorrie on my other side. Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would happen. But I

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Winter Formal: The Aftermath

True to my word, I called Debbie the next day. She seemed genuinely glad to hear from me, so we made plans for another date.  Since the Winter Formal was the unofficial end of the first Semester, we both had free time during the day. We agreed to go skating at the local ice rink with a stop at the local malt shop afterwards. When I arrived, still driving my Dad’s old ’48 Dodge clunker,

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A Condition of Endearment

I am a young, petite, passable and enthusiastic transvestite. I’ve been crossdressing and working on improving my look and appearance ever since I was a sixteen year old boy. Now after two years of weekends dressed in public as Cari, I had developed quite an attractive look and appearance. It often seemed at times, that many a man would come my way. Because of my exotic and sexy

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The Chess Club part 2

My eyes opened, finding the clock next to me. It read 11:00. I couldn’t believe I slept in so long. My mind went back to the events of the day before and my fingers went to my warm pussy. A feeling I hadn’t had in a long time. It was a little sore but a well fucked pussy. Todd had left my house after midnight. I lost count of how many times and ways we had sex. I knew it was wrong to fuck

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Educating Brian

Jan was an attractive, middle-aged housewife, who was in a marriage which had become dull and boring. She was desperate for some excitement in her dull routine, and so she had gone out one day and enjoyed a session of uninhibited sex with a group of total strangers, allowing them to enjoy her in every way they wished, making up for her lack of a decent sex life at home by being as sluttish

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Chastity College – Week Two – Day 1

Teacher sat on the edge of her desk. Her heels accentuated the beauty of not only her feet and legs, but her whole body. I was incredibly nervous to start my second week in training, but knew that I had what it took, as long as things didn’t get too much harder than the previous week. I liked my instructor. Besides being beautiful, she also seemed to be slightly caring and fair towards me.

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The Little Witch Comes To Town

It was the Tuesday following our expanded Play Group’s inaugural debauch and Melanie and I were over at Sue and Jake’s place for a quiet evening at home – their home, that is, our second home. Jake was doing my wife Melanie doggy-style on the living room floor and my cock was deep in his wife Sue’s throat as we all halfheartedly watched television, when Melanie’s cell phone started

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The Nerd Next Door, Part 1

I grew up with Tammy next door. I was two weeks older than her and we played together all the time. In the summer we’d play baseball or go swimming in the local community pool. But in the cold months we’d spend most of our time playing video games. She was almost as good at it as I was, so we were always competing to see who could win at Mario Brothers or Load Runner. Tammy was a tomboy, so

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Guys Wanted

I found Chloe’s tinder profile: “I only want guys who will do my fantasy,” it said. We matched and I asked her about it, though I already had a pretty good idea. “I want to watch you fuck another guy and then later we can all fuck each other,” she said. I’d never even kissed another man before, but I’ve always thought about what it would feel like to have a dick in my mouth. So I told

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A Few More Pictures – Her

Breathing hard in the dark, both participants in the urgent, desperate, amazing, sex of a few moments prior took a moment for themselves. Iris was experiencing aftershocks that were not insignificant. Her pussy quivered and flexed, pulsing erratically and occasionally for the next few minutes. Time sped up once they had stopped, just as it had slowed while they had been fucking.

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Dani from the Antique Store II

Dani was the very cute twenty-two old College co-ed that filled in for her aunt at the antique store next to my office. We had become friends after I had agreed to give her access to my office Wi-Fi account so she could chat with her friends and do school work from the antique store. Dani had friended me on social media and I could tell by the photos she had posted on line that she was a

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