Longing Stories
Waiting...
Waiting only makes her hunger build...Reeling, I admire you. You’re a delicious mess, hunger embodied. The cooling rivulet of cum sliding down your neck behind the makeshift collar, and snaking between your aching tits. My gaze pursues it, down to your matted tuft, barely obscuring your slit...
The Island
There's nothing like getting away...The heat was staggering as she climbed the steps to the third level of the ferry that would take her to the island. Relief came in a cool breeze off the water once the vessel started moving. Freedom was across this lake; the closer she got, the sweeter it...
It starts with, "Hey, how are you, hon?" I say, "I'm fine, and you?"; With ease, we tell our thoughts within, A spark ignites for two. To each, we tell our stories now, We share our secrets deep; Our kindred spirits are revealed, I dream of him in sleep...
The solace and joy that you found in me The comfort you needed to set you free Like the warmth that rains down from above In all but in name It was love So many nights that I moved in you Felt your heart restart, a beat renewed A feat that we could both...
Amala And Patrick Find A Way
Despite the obstacles Amala and Patrick get together some morePatrick Lawton was downcast because there seemed to be nothing but obstacles between him and being with the woman that he loved, Amala Gupta. The main obstacle was that forty-seven-year-old Amala was the mother of seventeen-year-old Patrick's best friend...
Continuing With Her Son's Best Friend
Amala and Patrick continue their relationship but with mounting external difficultiesPatrick Lawton was both elated and deflated when he returned home after his night with forty-seven-year-old Amala Gupta. The elation was because he had lost his virginity and he was 'in love' but the deflation was because he now wanted to be with Amala al...
Look To The Stars
A spent-love poemLook to the stars to find just who you are That same space runs through your veins Powered by the sun that shines from afar Burning through the dark and lighting your shame Up and above you, the fire it dances Brightness captured in sideways glances Close...
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Your warm hello hid the memory of countless goodbyes, your charming smile hid the tears you caused along your cool way, your beloved carefree manner hid the sadly shuffled steps of those you coldly discarded. and at some odd meeting point lust and desir...
Spooked
Not quite a love poem...We’d drink and we’d laugh and we’d sleep in the stains fully aware that we’d never remain through the change the distance between so cold and unseen but felt in our hearts, so young and so clean yet to be tainted by the lovers disease so easy to lean on t...
The Ties That Bind
The physical and emotional marks that stay with you and you end up yearning for in the end...Simultaneously exhausted and sleepless, with memories of the night vivid in your head. Tied and teased while made to beg for release, repeatedly. Only when you had all but given up, were you granted that divine reward. Fingers moving, absentmindedly decip...
Just pack the least, there's a long way to go. Just grab your diary, your pen, your E-reader, your mobile and sack. Your journey is long, your soles are used to dust. Do not say goodbye, you are not leaving me, I left you before in silence it was my journ...
Tonight I looked up at the waning moon. It is almost a new moon, soon to be waxing. I feel the same about our friendship as it increases. At first, you were like the new moon. Hidden and hard to see. After time you became visible. My desire for you began...
It was during golden Carnival, both veiled by our glittering masks, while the thick air was scented with spices, roses and also dust. It was then we laughed and flirted under the Venetian lights, and then the dark waters blessed us, sealing our bond of lo...
He was all she ever wanted, she was another one on his list, he was her North and guide, she was just a stop on his way, he was her dear beloved, she was some accepted supply, he was her joy and desire, she was just an object he owned. And so, he stopped...