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The room was quiet, but despite her blindfold she knew they were there, she could feel them. The eyes, two, three, maybe as many as ten, silently lusting over her naked body. Instinctively her hands moved to cover her breasts, her legs twisted to cover her sex. But deep down inside she knew the real reason she covered wasn't for modesty; the real reason was to hide the glistening wetness accumulating in her crotch.

Nice to see this thread starting to take off :)

Very nice indeed. :)

I am too, very much so.
 
I love this thread. I will try to get up the guts to post something if I can write something worthwhile, but may just end up lurking. :eek:
 
I love this thread. I will try to get up the guts to post something if I can write something worthwhile, but may just end up lurking. :eek:
Thank-you. :rose: Oh please come and post something when you are ready. Even a line or maybe a title to a picture is fine. I had a 2 liner post I think somewhere back there. :)
 
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She sighed softly. Though her eyes were closed, her fingers wandered lazily over him, memorizing the texture of his skin. It was still damp with their sweat, and just that simple detail thrilled her beyond reason. The musky scents of bodies and sex filtered through even as she drifted off into contented sleep.
 
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Whiskey Breath


Downstream, your lips dew,
poison condensate and lust.

You open, accept the finite
end and foggy morning.

Cheeks drift continentally,
words whisper into eary canal.

“Don’t ruin this
by overanalyzing.”
 
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The wedding was going beautifully as planned. All the brides maids looked lovely, all the men handsome. One man in particular was driven her crazy with lust. She had never met him before, only hear that he was her new brother in law's best friend from college. He lived on the West Coast so she had never met him before. She new he was handsome, but his magnetism was drawing her in. He smelled so good, the timber of his voice, the crinkle of his eyes behind the glasses. Every one was in such a good mood that her hormones were getting the best of her. All night they played a cat and mouse game with each other. Their desire was burning, growing, blistering until finally she knew she had to do something. She remembered the garden shack at the end of the gardens when she toured the place with her sister. Choosing the Arboretum over the hotel was a good choice in the long run for the wedding, but not good for trysts. Giving her best "come hither" smile, she ran along the dewed grass, hoping that she would be followed. She reached inside the door, her breath catching in anticipation. The door opened behind her, she was slammed against a wall. A warm mouth devoured hers as she lifted her hands to pull the veil from her head.
 
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She sighed softly. Though her eyes were closed, her fingers wandered lazily over him, memorizing the texture of his skin. It was still damp with their sweat, and just that simple detail thrilled her beyond reason. The musky scents of bodies and sex filtered through even as she drifted off into contented sleep.

Beautiful. :rose: :) Thank you for sharing.

Whiskey Breath


Downstream, your lips dew,
poison condensate and lust.

You open, accept the finite
end and foggy morning.

Cheeks drift continentally,
words whisper into eary canal.

“Don’t ruin this
by overanalyzing.”

A very good poem. Thank you very much. :)

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The wedding was going beautifully as planned. All the brides maids looked lovely, all the men handsome. One man in particular was driven her crazy with lust. She had never met him before, only hear that he was her new brother in law's best friend from college. He lived on the West Coast so she had never met him before. She new he was handsome, but his magnetism was drawing her in. He smelled so good, the timber of his voice, the crinkle of his eyes behind the glasses. Every one was in such a good mood that her hormones were getting the best of her. All night they played a cat and mouse game with each other. Their desire was burning, growing, blistering until finally she knew she had to do something. She remembered the garden shack at the end of the gardens when she toured the place with her sister. Choosing the Arboretum over the hotel was a good choice in the long run for the wedding, but not good for trysts. Giving her best "come hither" smile, she ran along the dewed grass, hoping that she would be followed. She reached inside the door, her breath catching in anticipation. The door opened behind her, she was slammed against a wall. A warm mouth devoured hers as she lifted her hands to pull the veil from her head.

I love this picture and the story is a very nice scene full of deliciousness. Thanks!
 
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Cara was in mid-laugh when her phone beeped. "Gotta go," she told her friend, "Tad's calling." She hurried to say bye and answer Tad.

"Get wet. Now." His voice was firm, commanding.

She froze. A familiar, heady rush suffused her body with heat, and she felt the flood of wetness. Looking around frantically, she spotted the sign for the dressing rooms on the other side of the super store. He'd never done this before, but she knew instinctively what was going to happen. She abandoned her cart without a second thought. Hurrying was difficult on her suddenly shaky legs.

"Please," she whispered. "Wait a minute."

His chuckle was deep and throaty, sending another jolt of desire through her. She rushed past moseying shoppers, the phone glued to her ear, ignoring the looks they gave her. She grabbed a shirt of the end of a rack as she passed.

"A dressing room, please!" she told the attendant, who looked startled and then a bit offended at her brusk tone. But she had no time to worry about it. He was already speaking into her ear.

"You are mine, Cara, and will do as I tell you, no matter where you are or what you are doing."

"Yes," she answered breathlessly, slamming the door shut. She slumped down onto the bench, breathing hard.

"You will cum for me. Now!"

Cara moaned, crossing her legs, willing her hands not to touch.

"Now!" he repeated.

And just like that, she was arching, her body going stiff, a delicious ache filling her. She bit her lip hard, one hand gripping the edge of the seat, the other with a death grip on her phone, trying to keep herself still and quiet as she rode it out. Waves of pleasure racked her, and she mewed softly, panting.

He laughed again, a satisfied laugh. "Very good. You shall be rewarded when you return home."

With a click, he hung up. Cara closed her eyes as the last shockwaves moved through her, and her body sagged. She was exhausted, but content.
 
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Cara was in mid-laugh when her phone beeped. "Gotta go," she told her friend, "Tad's calling." She hurried to say bye and answer Tad.

"Get wet. Now." His voice was firm, commanding.

She froze. A familiar, heady rush suffused her body with heat, and she felt the flood of wetness. Looking around frantically, she spotted the sign for the dressing rooms on the other side of the super store. He'd never done this before, but she knew instinctively what was going to happen. She abandoned her cart without a second thought. Hurrying was difficult on her suddenly shaky legs.

"Please," she whispered. "Wait a minute."

His chuckle was deep and throaty, sending another jolt of desire through her. She rushed past moseying shoppers, the phone glued to her ear, ignoring the looks they gave her. She grabbed a shirt of the end of a rack as she passed.

"A dressing room, please!" she told the attendant, who looked startled and then a bit offended at her brusk tone. But she had no time to worry about it. He was already speaking into her ear.

"You are mine, Cara, and will do as I tell you, no matter where you are or what you are doing."

"Yes," she answered breathlessly, slamming the door shut. She slumped down onto the bench, breathing hard.

"You will cum for me. Now!"

Cara moaned, crossing her legs, willing her hands not to touch.

"Now!" he repeated.

And just like that, she was arching, her body going stiff, a delicious ache filling her. She bit her lip hard, one hand gripping the edge of the seat, the other with a death grip on her phone, trying to keep herself still and quiet as she rode it out. Waves of pleasure racked her, and she mewed softly, panting.

He laughed again, a satisfied laugh. "Very good. You shall be rewarded when you return home."

With a click, he hung up. Cara closed her eyes as the last shockwaves moved through her, and her body sagged. She was exhausted, but content.

*grins*

Now that would make shopping my friend. :D And y'all know how much I hate to shop. lol Very nice. :D
 
*grins*

Now that would make shopping my friend. :D And y'all know how much I hate to shop. lol Very nice. :D

Lol...glad you liked it! I was thinking, after I posted....omg, I can't believe I thought of that! Sometimes I can still shock myself at what goes on in my head:rolleyes:
 
The date went so well. She knew she wanted to sleep with him. Not only sleep, but fuck him hard many times. She dreamed of this moment so many times today. When he called to confirm the date, when she got dressed, and mostly all through dinner. He knew that she wanted him. If the fact that she almost swallowed her tongue when he took of his shirt didn't clue him in, her stuttering like a school girl must have. She was never so happy to feel the wall behind her as he moved in closer. She didn't want to close her eyes and miss his face coming to her, but she did and her heart beat doubled as his mouth captured hers.

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Cara was in mid-laugh when her phone beeped. "Gotta go," she told her friend, "Tad's calling." She hurried to say bye and answer Tad.

"Get wet. Now." His voice was firm, commanding.

She froze. A familiar, heady rush suffused her body with heat, and she felt the flood of wetness. Looking around frantically, she spotted the sign for the dressing rooms on the other side of the super store. He'd never done this before, but she knew instinctively what was going to happen. She abandoned her cart without a second thought. Hurrying was difficult on her suddenly shaky legs.

"Please," she whispered. "Wait a minute."

His chuckle was deep and throaty, sending another jolt of desire through her. She rushed past moseying shoppers, the phone glued to her ear, ignoring the looks they gave her. She grabbed a shirt of the end of a rack as she passed.

"A dressing room, please!" she told the attendant, who looked startled and then a bit offended at her brusk tone. But she had no time to worry about it. He was already speaking into her ear.

"You are mine, Cara, and will do as I tell you, no matter where you are or what you are doing."

"Yes," she answered breathlessly, slamming the door shut. She slumped down onto the bench, breathing hard.

"You will cum for me. Now!"

Cara moaned, crossing her legs, willing her hands not to touch.

"Now!" he repeated.

And just like that, she was arching, her body going stiff, a delicious ache filling her. She bit her lip hard, one hand gripping the edge of the seat, the other with a death grip on her phone, trying to keep herself still and quiet as she rode it out. Waves of pleasure racked her, and she mewed softly, panting.

He laughed again, a satisfied laugh. "Very good. You shall be rewarded when you return home."

With a click, he hung up. Cara closed her eyes as the last shockwaves moved through her, and her body sagged. She was exhausted, but content.

So Hot.
 
The date went so well. She knew she wanted to sleep with him. Not only sleep, but fuck him hard many times. She dreamed of this moment so many times today. When he called to confirm the date, when she got dressed, and mostly all through dinner. He knew that she wanted him. If the fact that she almost swallowed her tongue when he took of his shirt didn't clue him in, her stuttering like a school girl must have. She was never so happy to feel the wall behind her as he moved in closer. She didn't want to close her eyes and miss his face coming to her, but she did and her heart beat doubled as his mouth captured hers.

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Yummy. ;) Thanks!
 
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They held each other for a long time, each one lost in the dream of the small life that had been confirmed by their doctor just hours before. She pressed her palms against her stomach and closed her eyes, while leaning into her wife's chest. The weight of the world seemed to rest on her shoulders, and yet as Megan's hands wrapped around her and lay on top of her hands, Joy knew that together they would be the best parents a child could ask for.
 
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They held each other for a long time, each one lost in the dream of the small life that had been confirmed by their doctor just hours before. She pressed her palms against her stomach and closed her eyes, while leaning into her wife's chest. The weight of the world seemed to rest on her shoulders, and yet as Megan's hands wrapped around her and lay on top of her hands, Joy knew that together they would be the best parents a child could ask for.

Oh loved that moment.
 
They held each other for a long time, each one lost in the dream of the small life that had been confirmed by their doctor just hours before. She pressed her palms against her stomach and closed her eyes, while leaning into her wife's chest. The weight of the world seemed to rest on her shoulders, and yet as Megan's hands wrapped around her and lay on top of her hands, Joy knew that together they would be the best parents a child could ask for.

Teared up a little... :heart::heart::heart:
 
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