I fell for his voice firstAs it flew through grey smokeThrough loud cursing laughterOver clinking glassesA small gig, a small barJust him and a guitarI sawOn a hot summer’s nightThrough flickering dim lightThe captivating sightOf his bodyEdgy alley-cat graceA lazy...
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The Obsession
"A match made in heaven, or the result of obsession?"
As he neared the downtown bar where he was to meet his friend, Marty was less than enthusiastic about their meeting. He was meeting his friend from college who had been his roommate for the five years they had spent...
Trust Ch. 3
"She is his and he is coming for what is his."
From that moment onward Iona sought out this Russ called Long Sword. The images he had spun created a need so great that she could physically feel the man she wanted most. With Iona’s exhaustive imagination, she could feel Kieren’s...
Is It Wrong
"Inspired by some amazing masterpieces read on lush"
Is it wrong to love another, Both with jealousy and rage? Is it wrong to want another, Both their future and their past? Is it wrong to want to own them, Both their body and their soul? Want to fill...
Her Exceptional Breasts
"Young woman, older man, spend a day enjoying her breasts"
Inescapably I was sat facing her at the next table, unable to avert my captured gaze. Good fortune had me pass this seaside cafe to see, seated by the window, a tumble of gorgeous hair flowing to astonishing breasts barely...
You’re My Delilah
"This poem is a song, written to the woman I love."
Oh, my soul, my heart’s troll. You’re so nasty, You’re so dread, You’ve got me Drowning in devil’s sin. You’re a strumpet in my bed, You’re an itch that won’t scratch. You’re my Delilah, You’re Eve with an apple. Oh,...
You Belong to Me
"Exposing her in the club"
Tight white dress Hot rhythmic movesSyncopated beatMaster approves Whip that ponytailShow me that assTease the crowdProve you're my lass
“And that was the last one,” Big ol' Tom said, “now we've got ourselves a decent candle lighting again.”“Great,” replied Bethany, playing with the glass she had emptied for the third time. “May I ask you to fill that up...
I remember that fateful day in my junior year of high school when we were packing up our stuff at the end of the practical chemistry course. My lab partner tripped over a backpack someone had put in the way....
The Brazilian Beauty Beguiles
"A teen gets carried away. A businessman needs to release pent-up frustrations."
Everything started innocently enough. It usually does in life. Rarely are you warned in advance that you are about to be bitten in the ass. The new Rio office opening had gone very smoothly. Almost too smoothly in fact—John was...