Month

April 2012

36 posts

  • Memory or fantasy?

    “wanna make out?”

    April 30, 2012 · 1 min read

    She texted him. “Yes,” he said. Minutes later, they were pressing against one another, his hard cock grinding into her pussy (through their jeans), pressing her ass against his hands, against the bricks in the alley.  He cupped her tiny…

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  • Musing

    Craving

    April 28, 2012 · 5 min read

    (Warning: this post has nothing to do with sex. Don’t read on if you’re not interested in the non-sexy parts of this blog. This is a pure-and-simple journey into my psyche.) These three things suck: 1)  Wanting what I don’t…

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  • Written by others...

    Third-person erotica

    April 27, 2012 · 1 min read

    When a woman is aroused by my words, when she is moved to respond to my requests, when she doesn’t judge me, but instead, fulfills me?  I’m in heaven. I’m not allowed to tell you her name, or who she…

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  • Memory or fantasy?

    Conversation

    April 27, 2012 · 3 min read

    Are you hard? A little? I’m very hard. Very fucking hard. I’m glad. Wish I was just around the corner. You’d get a text message from me.  “Come down, bring condoms” I’d reply, “I have them. Come up.” “No, come…

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  • Post

    Creepshot

    April 26, 2012 · 1 min read

    She is 25. Maybe 27. She’s 5’4″ tall. Her hair – brunette, shiny, shoulder-length – is pulled back, in a chignon. A sloppy chignon, but a chignon. Her eyes are big, and hazel. Her nose, angular, long. Her cheekbones are…

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  • Musing

    Ruthlessness

    April 26, 2012 · 3 min read

    We all use one another. In my experience, sex is at its best when we’re totally selfish – when we unapologetically pursue our own desires.  I’m not saying sex is best for me when I unapologetically pursue my own desires…

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  • Memory or fantasy?

    A view from below

    April 25, 2012 · 3 min read

    I don’t know her name.  I know the first letter of her name.  And I know the last letter. I know that she’s young, 24.  I know only a few bare-bones details about her life.  We rarely talk about anything…

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    Dear liza and d:

    April 24, 2012 · 2 min read

    Liza tells me she’s been dreaming about me. I’m flattered. She tells me that, the other night, I gave her directions as to how she should fuck D. It’s not often I can make dreams come true…. Accordingly (and, from…

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  • Memory or fantasy?

    Rejection

    April 23, 2012 · 4 min read

    “Do you think you’re a sociopath?” she asked. “No,” I replied, not having to think hard. And it’s true.  In all of my deepest, darkest, most dishonest years, it was vital to me that I believe the lie I told…

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  • Memory or fantasy?

    Her calf

    April 22, 2012 · 1 min read

    Muscular, toned, slender.  The ridge of her shinbone shines in the sunlight.  The calf muscle swells out, bulges out, below, luscious, sensual, with a  gentle slope leading down to it.  The shin connects to the ankle, which pops out, a…

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