• Genel

    A Taste of Forbidden Fruit

    Coming home late from a bar I went into the lounge. I knew that mother had already gone up to bed because I could hear her music blaring from her bedroom. She often went to bed early when she was drunk or stoned. For a while I watched a programme on television but it was boring so I decided to take a bath. She rushed into the bathroom to go to the toilet. Ignoring my presence she pulled down her brown cords revealing to my curious gaze a pair of black panties. I could hear the piss jetting out of her and splashing in the water. She was sitting on…

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    Passionate Silence: The Beginning

    She sat in seat 13-A, looking silently out the window at the ground slowly moving by 35,000 feet below her, occasionally interrupted by a soft cloud passing by on the Friday afternoon. Her drink sat half-finished on the tray table dropped down from the seat back in front of her. She knew she wanted this flight; she had to get away, and she knew that what she would encounter at the other end was something she wanted, no, needed for herself—to feel like a woman again. This trip was the end of the slavish life she had left behind, a life that had started out well but had gone sour,…

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    Over The Years Pt. 03: Liberty in Perth

    Back in 1998 I was in one of the U.S. services and assigned to a staff. We were on a deployment and had pulled in to Fremantle, Western Australia. Being on a staff there were formal engagements we had to attend. On the night we arrived we were to attend a “meet and greet” at a hotel close to the harbor. For political reasons, attendance was mandatory for the staff. I wasn’t a ring knocker (an academy grad) and hated the pomp that went with these events. After checking into my suite (the hotel had upgraded me to a really nice two room suite) and admiring the balcony and great…

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    Only Chatting

    Author’s Note: Those of you who know me know my adoptive heritage is Irish and Italian. The name Devin originates from old Gaelic, meaning poet or bard. I used this name because my inspiration is a Poet at heart. * “Shit” she took off her glasses, rubbed her eyes and glanced at the clock. She had been writing and came across a picture he had sent her once and in the end wound up staring at the screen of her laptop for quite some time, getting nothing further accomplished. How was it that someone she had never personally met had such an affect on her? She looked at his picture…

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    One Lazy Late Afternoon

    She slowly shut the door to her bedroom, blotting out all external light and plunging the room into near darkness. Milky light from from the dying sun tried valiantly to trickle through the gap between the shade and the sill, temporarily highlighting her creamy skin as she removed her shirt. “I think I’m ready.” He raised an eyebrow, smiling from his repose on the bed. His startling blue eyes, dark with desire, roamed her body as she unsnapped her shorts and let them fall to the floor, exposing her smooth mound. His eyes wandered back up, lingering for a moment on her dark areole before meeting her own eyes-filled with…

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    Older Than My Mum

    She’s tall and slender, and has one heck of a rack, seen in full glory even from the rear view. And even though she’s pushing 60, all of the guy’s heads turn when she walks by, no matter what their age may be. I’ve known her for years, living down Edgar Road, in Winchester UK from my parents house. Her son was the same age as me, his name was Tim Fisher. Tim was killed in a car crash on the M3 motorway over a year ago, and from what I’ve heard, it left her devastated. She does have other children, two daughters that are much older than I. I…

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    Office Assistance

    It’s late. The night is cool and clear with the night black above the street lights. The building is quiet; most of the windows are dark. The wind stirs. I shiver but not with chill, my arms warm in the pale green sweater that clings to my chest. No. I shiver with anxiety and desire. The very dedication that I have admired my lover for keeps him so distant from me. Yet I know he needs me. And I feel intently the need I have for him. I’m reminded of my bareness as the breeze stirs the lacy black skirt that swooshes above my knees and blows underneath to plant…

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    No Regrets

    NOTE: This story is entirely a work of fiction. If you are easily offended by sexual subjects, you probably shouldn’t read this. But if you’re not offended, ENJOY! * * * * * He is what I consider the perfect mix of man…intelligent, handsome, funny, and a truly nice guy. And over the first few months that we worked together we became somewhat acquainted. And steadily he became a hot topic among the lunch gossip at Frank’s Deli, even among my daily lunch group of fellow married women. “Have you girls checked out the new guy in Accounting?” asked Kaye. “That cologne he wears, and his butt! Whoa! Who HASN’T…

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    Nicole’s Revenge

    As Nicole reached over to silence her alarm clock, she thought, “Oh, great. Another Monday.” After a few yawns, she decided she had better get out of bed. Monday for Nicole usually meant running meaningless errands for her incompetent boss. Getting him coffee, dropping off his mail, and whatever other items on his agenda were. She just wanted to get this day over with so she could meet up with her friends and do some club hopping. Traffic was horrendous as always. Some idiot always trying to get somewhere faster than everyone else and in the process causes a traffic accident. When would the monotony end? Nicole finally made it…

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    A Surprise From Sister-in-Law

    “Does she have to stay here?” I asked my wife. “Yes she does, she’s my sister,” my wife replied. “You know she has nowhere else to go.” My sister had just called my wife and said that she had finally packed up her bags and left her cheating husband. After she left, she called my wife to ask if she could stay with us for a few days, until she figured out what she wanted to do next. Of course my wife said yes. “Well, when is she getting here?” “Not until this evening. She’s taking a plane this afternoon.” “Well, I hope she’s a little easier to live with…

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