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Show Me What You See
“We should make some porn.” I say it casually, as I take a sip from my mug, waiting for his response. His eyes flash and his lip curls slightly. “Oh?” He’s intrigued and…
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Exploring New Territory
I love exploring with new partners. I certainly enjoy touch and ongoing exploration with The Evergreens* as well, but new lovers are so much fun to play and learn with. I feel no…
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Not to get too technical, but(t) …
This week’s Wicked Wednesday prompt is about technical challenges with sex. That’s clearly being left open to interpretation, but the first thing I thought of was anal play. Due to the puritanical underpinnings…
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Marking Time
“Oh, Miss. You’re so …” He’s pulling at his bonds, wiggling his nakedness into the bed, struggling with delight. “I’m so what?” The tip of the riding crop punctuates my question as it…
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The Last Eight Letters
My Dearest Edward, I’m sorry, I cannot heed your warning, I cannot stop myself from this affliction of passion. Your last letter was so ominous, it filled me with dread, and still, I…
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Marks
“Purple seemed more appropriate than red … because, well, your name.” I took the roses from him and he shrugged off his coat without hesitation, stooped to untie his boots and tucked his…
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Americano
My favorite coffee shop is always uncomfortably warm. In the summer they push open the old transom windows under the ceiling and slide open the massive front doors to the patio in an…
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Overture
“Yes … uh huh. That’s right, eight o’clock. Oh, I’m so glad! How fun! I’ll meet you in the lobby. Alright … yes. Bye now.” Alex tossed her phone on the bed and…
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Summer School
And here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know Wo-wo-wo “I want you to ‘Mrs. Robinson’ me. Let me be your ‘Benjamin Braddock’,” he smiles coyly, tossing a…
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In the Interest of Interest
I happened across these images, for which I have no source, no amount of Googling gave me the name of the film they are from, but I loved them …
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Elegant
Every morning on his way to the train and every evening on his walk home, Edmond passed a beautiful statue in front of the courthouse in his town. Not surprisingly, it was a…
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The Switch
“Darling, will you lace me up?” She lifted the pale gold waves of hair at the nape of her neck and shivered as his fingers wound around the velvet ribbon crisscrossing up her…