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Breathtaking Passion with Another Woman - A Short History

A college passion between fem roomates helps ignite a new found relationship

My fiancé and I, along with eight other couples, were invited to a Saturday football party at one of his colleague’s homes. I did not really know any of them, except Frank and Mary, the hosts. They were all doctors, and their spouses, that he either worked with or were associated with. They have a huge home, with an enormous pool-spa combination in the back yard, connected to a multi-level patio. There is a 70 inch TV on...

People on the Move - The Aftermath Ch 3

Partys over, the fat lady has sang.

The pool was lit up and the pizza was devoured. Link was left swimming by himself mostly as Susan, Sara and Ravena sat at the picnic table trying to console Kimber. Most of the talk at first centered on how Brett, with all his bulging muscles and big mouth bravado, was so quickly and easily dispatched by Link who was a much smaller man. Kimber passed that off, "Oh, Link is some kind of black belt in some Japanese shit cal...

Anonymous

Time

Time gives and time takes away, what will remain and what will not...

So now through the moonlit garden, Walks Lady Jealousy, The inked heart upon her thigh, Laced with briars, And all your hopes of yesterday, Seeping through Her fingers, (Like ashes) they fall, Like ashes in the night, And once again the red rose of death doth bloom. But, for every death, (for every death) there is a life, A new voice in a new cradle cries, And what is gone is gone, And cannot be replaced, And what is new...

Anonymous

Sonnet 4

young lovers hand in hand...and time...

Sonnet 4 Hand in hand, young lovers walk Down to where the stream doth run, Mouth to mouth, young lovers talk Of love, and watch the setting sun Oh, to be young star crossed lovers, Oh, two be entwined as one, But deep beneath the earth that covers Love that is love, long since gone Hand in hand, young lovers walk Down, to where the stream doth flow, Time is what young lovers talk of, Time is where young lovers go He to s...

Virgins Miss the Wedding

Two not so innocent teens explore while their parents are away

Aly (Allison) and I attended grade school together when she lived just outside of our small town. We got to know one another and be friends when we rode the school bus every day. We were both small for our age and shy, and our friendship never developed further until we ran into each other one day the summer after we turned eighteen. As it happened, our parents had a mutual friend who was getting married and they left Aly...

Claire's New Found Confidence

A continuation on the story of Marci the Inbetween

When Claire returned to DC she did so with a new found level of confidence. She called Carmen from the back of the cab on her way in from the airport and asked her to meet her at home. Claire kissed her mother upon arrival and they briefly caught up on things. When Carmen arrived, Claire stepped out into the hallway of their condo and greeted Carmen with a passionate tongue probing kiss. Carmen was still getting the words...

The Girl Who Stopped the Hourglass

a moment can lead to forever...

I first saw you walking away Left me staring in your wake Didn’t even know your name And you were off to FLACascade of hair that hid your face Where you stood just empty space Scent that lingered, captivation Or was it my imagination? Easter weekend then I knew This fool, I should have followed you Instead of words, I hesitate Sometimes tomorrow is too lateBut somehow in the dark of night My whispered words just came out...

The Fort

The safe haven of a kitten.

I'm alone, in my fort. The tears streaming down. Built to be a shelter, for me alone. I let him in, though my heart breaks. My mind wants logic, my heart wants protection. My body, defies it all. It is his and his alone. He knows, this Knight of mine. He takes control of his possessions. My parts are in turmoil, an internal battle. He comes unarmed, so one may think. No sword, no shield, no armor. Just words he is wieldin...

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Time flows freely, Yet strict in minutes and hours, Our perception however makes things stretch, Span longer or be cut suddenly short, How many times do we say in a lifetime, That someone's time was cut short? Do we fit to the trajectory given to us, Or do we test and tease it, Playing games with our makers plan, Like something out of The Adjustment Bureau? Time, Ticks, Clock hand, Turns, Slow, Steady, Constant, Yet we ru...

Tears of Honey

Sonnet #1: In heptameter and Shakespearean rhyme

A flock of statues, breathy with instinct, are hiding, bare. Near perfect silence. Sand flows, hands tick, and pass the hours Quick as they are loud. Time is trapped inside this hold, this lair; Sunless, vacant, void; the most important place for flowers. Crying out for pleasure, for love, howling “Doctor, Doctor!” Nefarious, warm in the ecstasy of a princess, Muzzle-down in the petals, a most vigilant proctor. Swollen pi...

Time

There is never enough time.

Please. I need you. I start to cry, It's never the right time. Time is the eater of my wants, My desires. My need for you, My desire for your touch. I want you in my arms, Your skin under my hands, Your taste on my tongue. Yet time does not allow that. It prevents me from having you, Playing with you, Feeling you slide gently inside me. Making me moan, My head falls back. My arms and legs wrap themselves around you, Holdi...

Anonymous

Piano Blues Part 4

A previous romance, history, a beginning, a memory of love...

Pinetop knew eternity, The power of stopping time. Hold yourself now, And when I say get it, You get it! The piano rattles, From New Orleans to Mexico, Your city blues make dancing girls, and shots, And smoke filled bars, beatific, Make cut-time, the beat of your heart, Make pictures real, Make remarks fade, Make memories drift like the heavy beat of the Mississippi. Pinetop knew how the sway of sound and drifting blues c...

First time gay fuck

Jake and Luke test how far their friendship will go, in a first time gay sex story.

Luke and I had always got on well. Sharing a mutual dislike of a girl we had both dated, but who had cheated on us both meant we had a sympathy for each other’s situation. We soon found we liked the same things though,and it was really easy for us to have a laugh together. This is the story of one time we met for a drink, which had an end neither of us would ever have imagined. It was summer, and we hadn’t seen each other...

Anonymous

The start

A story of a beginning. A birth, a new love, a new desire...

This is all before I was born Into the real secret of soulful existence, The return of innocence, And the eye of the storm of love. This is before healing, And the gift of beauty, And eternity. This is a magical tale of fact and fiction, Of memory and dream, I cannot tell you where the cloud ends, And the blue sky begins. A song spins around a central pillar, Never reaching an end. It takes you back, Throws you forward, O...

As I sit here by the shore I can hear the waves crashing through the night. A sound that brings tears to my eyes. I look out at the water, each inch of my heart breaking.  This is the first time I have seen it and heard its beautiful sound alone. You taught me everything about love, how to find it, how to hold it. How to kiss it, how to breath it and how to crave it. How to make mind blowing earth shattering come and take...