Kessling

KESSLING ( a poem by Stardust 8937 –9-29-100 You tell me I can rub my fingers– my palms– on, through, and over your soft, jet-black, almost fur–hair.. And caress, touch, hold onto your shaped head[…]

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A short hop

My friend Bob called me on Tuesday and asked me to meet with his accountant Betsy. Apparently she was considering an offer to run accounting for some out of town firm and he felt I[…]

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Forced love

Elyse My skin turned red as the hot water washed over it. It was such a cold day outside. I needed the release of the steam. Jackson knocked on the door and I shut the[…]

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My first time

I was fourteen when I was blessed with the loss of my virginity. As a fairly normal male, I'd been sexually active for quite some time, but that friday evening was the first time someone[…]

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Camryn: c07

—– 7 — Four weeks in the hospital was a nightmare. But finally; finally, I got to leave. The first two weeks were so lonely, just me, me and a bunch of adults. The last[…]

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Happy birthday- part 1

I opened the door to welcome our guests. Jan and Tim walked inside. “Hi Ben” they chimed in unison. “Is the birthday girl awake?” “Oh yeah” I smiled, had our morning breakfast and a couple[…]

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Look darling

A man comes into his bedroom one evening with a sheep under his arm and says to his wife, "Look darling, this is the pig I have to sleep with whenever you hace a />[…]

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