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Summer Road Trip, Part II
PART II – 1 “You’re right, they are really ripe, sweet,” Demitri told her, smiling. “Delicious.” They were coming toward an old town, or what was left of one. Clapboard houses with windows missing,...
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BJ @ CRW
It’s not a busy airport. Not like JFK or LAX. Its small airport in a small-ish city. A city large enough to have an airport, but only an airport with small planes. So, it’s not like we were on display...
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The Dare
He dared me. Underneath me, inside me, eyes mere slits, he dares me to make him come. “C’mon,” he says. “I’m not gonna, I won’t come again, you can’t make me.” His mouth is something that is almost a...
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Airborne
“It’s not as sexy as it sounds,” he told her. It doesn’t sound sexy, she thought, it sounds scary and stupid and pointless, jumping out of an airplane. But she dreamed of him jumping, looking at her,...
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Eyes Wide Open
He never closes his eyes. He looks at me when he kisses me, brings his hand up to my face, as if he is afraid I am an illusion that might dissipate, he watches me to make sure I don’t disappear. My...
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One more
I was satisfied, really. We had come together as the sun burned the fog off trees turned by Autumn the colors of a scatter rug from the 1970s, rust, gold, burnt orange. The air held a bite as we...
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Cotton Club
By Eva St. James It had been a while, you see. Since I had seen him, my lover. Weeks in fact. So we were, I was, more than ready to dispense with pleasantries. The moment I saw him, I was ready. I like...
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Out of Nowhere
It just snuck up on me. Some of them do. Some orgasms are big and brash as a parade, you see them coming from blocks away, hear the bands getting louder, you feel the drum in your chest as it passes...
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Pillow Toss
Pillow Toss Apropos of nothing, he drops the pillow on the floor, reaches for his belt buckle. Not that I didn’t know what we were in that hotel room for. What I had made up a fictitious meeting for,...
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Private calls
My day began with him, in my phone. A quick hello, reassurance we had both survived the night. But things went south quickly.How does a conversation go from “I’m going into work late today” to “next...
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Sippin’
“I’m sippin’” I can see him there, a short glass of whiskey at his hand. Ice tinkles as he lifts the liquor to his lips. He doesn’t do shots, or mixed drinks. He doesn’t do anything as gauche as...
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Possessed
“You like that?” Like there was any doubt, like she wasn’t grunting and moaning, baring her teeth, she realized now and again. “You like me fucking you?” He wanted to hear the words, she understood...
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And now for something completely differant
He kissed her ankle. Slowly. Excruciatingly slowly. Like velvet, soft, a wet trail from her toes to her thighs. But Adrienne was not known for her patience. She ate instant rice, drove over the speed...
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Playing
The best orgasm of my life began, oddly enough, not in a bed. Or a dance floor, doing the tango to Spanish guitars, our pelvises grinding as we stared soulfully into each other eyes. The best orgasm...
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Pussy Worship
Worship – reverent honor and homage paid to God or a sacred personage, or to any object regarded as sacred;formal or ceremonious rendering of such honor and homage;adoring reverence or regard; the...
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Mine
Sitting on the couch, the TV was on, but I don’t remember what we were watching. This is what I remember. See who else is being sinful
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Cotton Club
By Eva St. James It had been a while, you see. Since I had seen him, my lover. Weeks in fact. So we were, I was, more than ready to dispense with pleasantries. The moment I saw him, I was ready. I like...
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