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Jayne33

Giving Myself To You

A story written and performed by Jayne33

I stand completely naked; waiting. I’m waiting to give myself to you. I feel you come up behind me. You don’t say a word; we don’t need words. Even though we have never met before this moment, you know me so well. You slip your arms around my waist. Your strong, domineering grip of my body lets me feel your power, but it only makes me feel safe and happy to finally be in your embrace. Your fingers glide lightly across my...

Jayne33

The Messages Concluded

A story written and performed by Jayne33

A strong feeling of déjà vu washed over her. She was sat naked on her bed. Her phone was on the side, recording app open, ready to capture the sounds when she hit record. Was it wise to venture down that road again, knowing what happened last time? She wasn’t sure and that caused the butterflies in her stomach to stir. She didn’t like the way things had ended with Bradley. She may’ve been stupid enough to cheat on him, bu...

Jayne33

The Messages Continued

We pick up where The Messages finished.

“Changed your mind, did you… Fuck! Nick? What are you doing here? I thought you were…. What are you doing with Bradley’s phone?” Nick barged past Beth and stumbled drunkenly into her flat. “It sounded like from your voice clips that you could use some company. Can’t be fucking your cunt with that vibrator, when there’s a perfectly good cock you could be riding,” Nick slurred. To emphasize his point he pulled at his semi e...

Jayne33

The Messages

She’ll make him regret not showing up

He had left her no choice; the stubborn prick had decided not to accept her invite. He had stopped answering her calls, and she didn’t want to have the conversation over text. “Aarrhh!” Her frustrations boiled to the surface. “Think woman. There’s got to be a way. I… I can’t let him win this battle.” She opened up the messenger app on her phone, and seeing Bradley’s smug smile on his profile picture only infuriated her fu...

BelleFleure

Night on the 9th

A Parisian hotel and its thin walls.

August 2010. I love hotels. Not for their comfort or cuisine but their ability to lower people's inhibitions. There's something about a hotel room that's intensely magical; step inside and you become just one of hundreds of strangers in the building, thrown together by circumstance. Families or couples on holiday, business people on stopovers, honeymooners and busloads of tourists make up close-knit groups of strangers th...

WarmMilk

Winter

Warming up with you is worth the chill.

Do you know what I love most about winter? That you hate it. The cold gives you the sniffles and I know firsthand that you much rather enjoy being dressed down than up. And your cheeks…they get all red, like a cute, perpetual blush, and I just can’t help but giggle when we go out together. “Stop being so childish,” you always say. Or, “You embarrass me.” But I know you like it. You like to watch that little smile creep ov...

RavenFox

Erotic Visualization Therapy

A gentle guided masturbation

Hello Shawn. Please come in and have a seat. I've read over your file. I see that you're having some problems with stress and it's affecting the quality of your orgasms. So what we're going to do is work on some relaxation techniques and and then I'm going to help you learn to prolong and intensify your sexual pleasure. These are things you'll practice during masturbation but you'll be soon be able to apply them to your s...

Woman

Contemplations on a Train

On a train, a woman's body forces her to remember his body

She pulls back hard on her cigarette, the smoky tendrils gently fill her lungs. Her cheeks pull in while her full red lips pucker around the soft orange of the filter. Her nostrils flare, her eyes close. Pure bliss washes over her face as she sucks back the nicotine of her first smoke that day. Her index and middle fingers holding that precious stick. Her chest heaves while she inhales, her aching breasts push against the...

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Woman

Inner Workings of a Woman

Sex deprivation is fun when you have a little help from your imagination

To You; thank you… for everything…. meSittingthere at her desk, her long auburn hair flowing over her shoulders. Her hand holding up her head, her green eyes glaze over behind the brown metal frame of her glasses. Her chest heaving when she sighs. In her right hand, her red marking pen falls to the desk, breaking the silence of her class. Her full red lips curl into a knowing smile as she straightens her back, picks up he...