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Alone Together

How we spend our time

He wanted my attention. He’s like that sometimes, when we’re alone. Hell, who am I kidding? He is horny every time we are alone. That's fine, I really don't mind. He has been reliable and never once let me down. He gets hard so fast and stays that way. I...

In the Shower

Stream of consciousness while masturbating in the shower…

I turn on the water and pull the shower curtain to the side, lifting one leg and then the other into the tub. I allow the warm, wet droplets to caress my naked body, as I stand there, directly below the shower head, closing my eyes. My long, light brown h...

Customer Serviced

A stormy night, a woman alone and a friendly voice at the end of the phone.

Rain rattled against the window like rice on a drum skin, and the house groaned as the wind wheezed through gaps around the old doors. Emily tried again to convince herself she was not scared; the old Emily would not have been, but the old Emily had gone...

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Watching

There is something about having someone secretly watching you.

There is something about having someone secretly watching you. Depending on what type of person you are, I guess, whether you are the type to get scared or you are a little adventurous and willing to have some fun with it. I, on the other hand, am a littl...

One more time

My friend gets into my wife's pants again.

It had been some time since Ken and Louie had had sex together. At least five or six years. Ken had gotten a new girlfriend and she liked the Honky Tonks, so he had quit fucking Louie and had Ruth move into the house with him. We had moved back into our t...

Marsha Jennings was more than the girl next door type. At sixteen her looks and figure could shame any college hottie you could care to name. She was tall with long honey blond hair, flashing green eyes and a perfect smile. She drew attention from men not...

The Cell

In the quiet cage of the darkest corner of my heart, she waits.

Deafening screams Rend complete stillness.Darkness echoes,The void her sole witness. The cell door’s shut tight,The key hidden away.She cries and she pleads,But no one hears, to her dismay. Alone. Bereft and discarded. Forgotten. But she still remembers, ...