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Hello Silence, My New Friend

the beauty of silence

The explosion caught me completely by surprise. I awoke 3 days later, tubes and wires snaking from my body, surrounded by shades of white. Absolute silence. I was sure I was dead. The cobwebs slowly fell away. Hospital. I anxiously began an examination of my inert body. It looked like everything was still there. I had a sudden moment of terror at the discomfort between my legs. Gingerly I managed to pull the covers back o...

A Rather Large Rock

A quick liaison under a hanging rock in the storm.

It started as a sunny, beautiful day. We decide to head to one of my favorite places, a place I have been coming back to my entire life, usually solo. There’s only a handful of people I've ever been here with. And you are one of them. The sun started playing hide and seek behind the clouds on the long bumpy drive out here. We were hopeful of beating the weather and definitely not deterred by it. We park next to the river....

The Stranger From The Tram - Part One

Her excitable pink nipples were almost crying out, 'Look at us!'

“She always walked to work. With her dress flats in her large bag and a good pair of walking shoes. Normally, she'd take the tram on days like today. She doesn't any more. Now she puts rubber booties over her sneakers and walks to work. Besides, the tram was always overcrowded on rainy days. Once, too many times, a stranger had groped her backside. She never knew who exactly but someone always seemed to have a slimy smile...

Summer Rain

I lose myself in the taste of summer rain.

Tousled dark hair, vivid green eyes Self-confident strut I can’t help but think, You’re sexy as fuck.   My flesh instinctively awakens the moment you are near. Your molten heat surrounds me, and unspoken desire slickens my skin beneath the midnight summer rain.   Deft hands expertly shed the drenched clothes of our daytime masquerade. Deep, ragged whispers of greedy temptations, irresistible to my restraint, devour me in...

Dark Rain

Set ablaze in the cool rain of a summer’s night

Beams of lazy light sink into poolsas amber droplets cascade and puddle,shimmering on the rain-streaked asphalt,chasing away the nightone street-light at a time. The rustling branches of overhanging treeslike secretive whispers in the darknessbow and sway in the evening breeze,their leaves wearing the beads of rainlike the diamonds of queens. Your heels click on the dark,glossy sidewalk as you half-skip acrossthe drenched...

Truth Or Dare

Who really wins this game of truth or dare...

“Abby!”“What?”“Do I really have to do this?”“You picked dare, baby.”This all started as an innocent game of truth or dare, but as I catch a glance of the mischievous look on her face, I realize I should have known better. Now here I am, taking another shot, getting ready to go out. I stand here, jeans just below my ass, shirt on ready to go and the new toy in my hand. It’s a feeldoe to be exact, or well that’s what it sai...

Two

What love appears to be to an old romantic like me.

  When a man loves a woman,with all his heart and soul,with his mind and with his body,and a fire burns below,and nothing comes between them,from what they must achieve.Love's written in the stars,I truly do believe. I truly do believe,that we're meant to be.It's as elementary,as the shore and the sea,as the highest mountain,as a river and a stream,as the cherry blossoms -that awaken come the Spring. Soft as a feather,in...

Rainy Night in the Hayloft

First story please rate and comment your thoughts. Should i write more?

It's 10:30 pm and Quinn had just arrived home from work. When he pulled into the driveway, he realized that Harley's truck wasn't there. He noticed the gate to the pasture was open, so he got the Gator and headed for the barn. As he was driving, he saw lightning in the distance. Pulling up to the barn he saw her truck and smiled softly, shut the Gator off and headed inside.Once inside, he heard Shinedown playing on the ra...

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The low rumble of thunder ran through her body, causing a tingle between her legs. As she sat on the balcony of her third floor apartment, the clouds darkened.The air was filled with electricity. Every nerve in her body came alive with anticipation of the storm to come. Running through the air, electricity arched between her knees, as it did in the clouds circling above her.The first droplets began their descent. One land...

The Cookie Man and the Sad Girl

Erotic fantasy etched between torrents of rain in a grassy valley. Darjeeling tea and cookies await.

To you who are sleeping on the train, unknown, untamed, unclaimed, untouched but by the pain that lingered on your sleeping lips as you sit by the window and the rain, to you I write these words so you may suffer them, as I have suffered your sad beauty. While you sleep alone, I dream awake... When the walls of our train have vanished and we have been abandoned in this green valley in the rain, you will find comfort in my...

In The Rain

The impending storm washed away her inhibitions.

Slipping quietly from the bed, I grabbed my short silk robe. I tiptoed out of the room and headed towards the kitchen, slipping the robe on as I passed down the hall. Once there, I made a cup of flavored coffee and then headed out onto the deck off the living room. It was an overcast morning and I could see a storm brewing in the distance. Walking over to the railing, I sat my cup down and admired the view. Lost in though...

She Did

Without trust and honesty there can be no real emotional attachment.

Grey and dreary was today She sat in sad, utter dismay Her world had gone all astray Two lovers had come her way One dark of night, one light of day Slow and smooth was his pursue He spoke of honesty, just not true Soon he would cast his darkest hue Webs he wove only he could undo Her heart he broke, through and through She slid her hand in his to dance Hoping to gain his interest, perchance Together they soared in certai...

The Window

This is a recurring dream of mine which happend once upon a time, a secret love affair...

The WindowAgain, I walk down this lonely cobblestone street. It is dark, and the rain had stopped a while ago. I am shivering a little. The cobblestones are slippery, so I carefully step aside when I hear a one-horse carriage approaching from behind. I cannot see who is in the carriage. All I can see in the dim light of a street lamp is the back of the coachmen.I stop for a moment, holding my breath. Much to my relief, th...

I'll believe every story that your touch implies,your skin is like something I read long ago,the specifics long since forgotten but the message is a familiar vapor carried wherever I will go.Make me remember you again.Make my blood surge untilI'm all sensation and instinct submitting to where you lead,my back against a damp tree.The sky's thunder identical to the pulse that your hands conduct,but there's no music here,no...

Storming passion

After years and years of reading stories I finally put the work required into writing my own. Enjoy.

Under the cover of the deep night, thick, heavy raindrops keep smashing against the window. Silent, sleepily groans join the rhythmical splats of the raindrops against the glass surface while the bed sheets fold and unfold over your body. An overwhelming flash of lightning fills the bedroom with pure light, washing over your sleeping figure, casting shadows on the wall. Your eyes open slightly, softly, slowly; as the room...