Accidentally Overheard   Story Notes: This event began with Pitch Dark- The Encounter… There are many real-life distractions at the moment, hence the brevity of this piece.     His curator and his lovely new friend were in the adjoining bedroom while he dressed. An ongoing conversation there was only a murmur through the walls, and of no interest to him. He finished dressing, and wanting to pass to the living room, opened the bedroom door.…

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Of Quick but Deep Desires     They were enjoying some espresso, and one of them asked where he got his writing ideas. It wasn’t as simple as this, but a thought crossed his mind. “Right now. Everyone. Think up a madness.” The couple within this small group quickly huddled. It seemed like they had the same thing in mind, because they answered within seconds. “It’s been too long since we’ve spent an entire weekend,…

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A New Chapter   Story Notes: This storyline began with a three-part series, here: Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3. I’ve always wanted to revisit it.   She walked in, and little did he know she had something deliciously evil in mind. “Remember that story you wrote about anonymous sex in the pitch dark?” “Yeah, it was a three-part series, one of my favorite stories, because it’s also a favorite fantasy.” “Well, your birthday is coming up,…

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He was The World Voice of Experience but they didn’t listen.   Story Note: A totally G-rated, innocent Spring Break conversation with some young adults, ladies and gentlemen- quiet and serious ones at that – about what to do in Amsterdam as a possible destination evolved (devolved?) into something else in my mind… so I started writing.     “Amsterdam? For a week? It’s beautiful, but cliché. So many of our fellow countrymen think it’s all…

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He Was the Guy With the Code   Story Note: After so much time away, I guess I’m putting out two pieces in rapid succession, even though this one is short! If you haven’t seen it yet, please check out my other new story this week, “A Gift and A Challenge”.   Two couples at the secret entrance, a doorway which led to a quiet speakeasy bar, a speakeasy of the kind that are not…

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A Confessional   Scene: A variety of friends from certain types of gatherings of the hedonistic kind… A lady friend, “Whoa, you haven’t been with or even met Nellie? How can that be? You’ve got to meet her! She drives me wild in bed.” Another lady friend, “I’ve got to introduce you two! She’ll love you… and just wait until you learn her secret.” A couple of guy friends, who apparently had met Nellie, “Duuuuuuuuuuude.” And so…

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A Somehow Sexy Geocaching Tale   Story Notes: I was recently thinking about how most of my written pieces here are 1-3 minutes in length… and that I hadn’t really released any long-form stories in quite a while. This longer tale is written in a sort of a sexy sci-fi theme, with a few comedic twists. It has an ending, but I plan to add to it. I’ve already written outlines for extensions and even…

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Seize the Moment, Seize the Day   A long, narrow, cozy lounge room, perimeter lined by a comfortable red sofa. Glass-topped coffee tables in between the long sides. Condoms in a bowl. Silent porn playing on a TV mounted high in the corner, facing both this room and the L-shaped room extension that housed the bar. An always-eclectic mix of soft pop music playing from unseen speakers. A metal wall-hanging at the closed end of…

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The Adventures of Random Chance They were two old friends (since childhood) traveling on vacation, winding down a country road in their rental car. The friend who was driving spoke. “You know, there’s an unofficial tradition there, that you will first be intimate with the lady who is called to escort you to your locker. They’ll usually wait for you at the bar while you shower unless another gentleman finds her there first.” They were…

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  Now in Spanish, Just for Fun… A ella le encanta el espectáculo, el “show”   Story Note:  This story was originally written from a spark of an international nature, a brainstorm with a Spanish-speaking friend. I originally published it in two languages, but found that the machine translation messed up pronouns and such, so that sometimes it was hard to figure out who was doing what to whom! I removed the Spanish version, intending…

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She Became a Curator of His Experiences   She knew his inner-self, his sexual and sensual soul probably better than anyone in the world. She knew the extent of his adventures, his cravings, his bucket list. Even when he was celebrating his hedonistic soul hundreds or thousands of miles away, it would never be long until a narrative, a full report would come her way. Discreetly, of course, to protect the guilty and the innocent.…

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It Was the Last Thing He Ever Expected   He was in that blissful state of almost-sleep when the phone rang. Well, a phone at least. It wasn’t his ringtone. He rummaged though his belongings and the furniture surrounding his bed, trying to track down the source of this strange ringing. Once he found the cell phone, he dropped back onto his bed at the same time that he swiped the answer button. The unmistakable…

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The adolescent part of me that remains in my brain wrote this.     Heading down the block to my car, parked in a small lot at the end the street, I found myself walking behind an absolutely beautiful woman. She was 20-25 years my junior, dressed nicely, some would say a bit revealing, but dressed smartly. The needle on my Walking Down the Street to My Car Lust-o-Meter pegged at 11 out of 10,…

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She Loves a Show   When it became an intimate gathering for three instead of four, Lady B huddled with Sir B, in order to let him know her limits to their newly-shaped evening. The new rules were roughly the same, as they were gathering to watch and be watched, after all. This is what both couples liked, and in the absence of Lady C this evening, they all decided not to let the evening…

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Un adieu à mon bordel   It was one of a kind. It was the first of its kind. It was a place where the men and women in attendance were ladies and gentlemen, and treated each other as such. A place where posted signs with rules and warnings did not exist. A place where such posted signs were not even remotely required… because these were ladies and gentlemen, after all. They knew the rules…

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A 1-Minute Whimsy   There are certain legends that are legendary for being legends… where people wonder if they ever really happened. The key party seems to be one of these. The key party was supposedly a 1970’s phenomenon, the ultimate grab-bag event. Couples would deposit their car keys into a bowl, and after the chaste cocktail hour, dinner event, or other social gathering was over, the women would grab an unknown keychain from the…

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It Was Just a Fun, Fleeting Icebreaking Moment   The Scene: Just past the entrance door to a party, heading in for the social hour. A couple of sexy MILF ladies in the entry hallway. The first one spoke. They were both full of friendly giggles. “Can she squeeze your butt cheeks just for fun? It’s kind of a tradition for her with all the newbie guys and gals, at least those new to her.”…

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  I was walking through the lower-floor of an exclusive bordello, a large home in a non-descript upper-middle class neighborhood. It had a driveway, window awnings, porch lights, and a hedge- nothing to distinguish it from any of the other expansive homes on this suburban lane, except for the activities inside. I had just been given the house tour, and was on my way to the bar for a soft drink. I was seeking to…

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… And Didn’t Know It for Months     The two negligee-clad ladies sat on the sofa located in the breezeway between playrooms. I asked if I could join them, and they patted the empty space between them as an invite. Two charming Latina MILFs, Barbara was originally from Brazil, Vanessa from Venezuela. We had some fun and flirty chit chat, and we all got along fine. Conversation eventually drifted toward what we might all…

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  Hello sexy readers… I’m finally back with a bit of fiction. For once, this piece is a intentionally comedic and tongue in cheek. I think I share one small thing in common with the great late musical artist Prince… I have so much stuff in the vault that I think is not ready for the world. Yet once again, I skipped all that stuff for this new piece. I just had an itch.  …

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… wouldn’t have to be compared, would it?   The time I had with Briana was amazing. Sexually, she had turned me inside out, leaving me with a memory that I was sure could not be duplicated. How could you improve on perfection? For this reason, I didn’t pursue her the next time I was at the same upper-class bordello, despite her early-20’s youth and radiating beauty, her tight, curvy body, her pretty face, her…

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Non-fictional Fiction- It Really Happened Just Like This, but in My Mind What follows here is an actual dream that I had last night. I’m calling this non-fictional fiction, because I am relating this all as it actually happened in my dream- none of it made up or embellished after the fact. It was fun, and don’t the great dreams always cut off once you get to the good part? It’s written purposefully as a…

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Most of the upper floor of Hall Mansion was dedicated to a wide rectangular expanse located behind a pair of French doors. Above these doors was a worn, hand-tooled sign, The Society Room, salvaged from the demolished remains of an old speakeasy. This room was originally architected as the mansion’s combination library and ballroom, but no one would hold large dances here anymore. With it’s furnishings and other accoutrements, there was now no space (or…

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The Conclusion It felt so strange, so bizarre to have her lips wrapped around my cock like this, the taste of her pussy still on my lips. It was pure lust. No sights, no light for either of us. Only feelings. Only sounds. Sensations were magnified in the dark. Time was an unknown. We had made out like teenagers, necking, nibbling earlobes, deep kissing, progressing until our lips and tongues mutually explored each other’s bodies.…

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  Pitch Dark- First Encounter, Part 2 The next day, my appointed day, had a bit of an edge to it- not only because this long-awaited encounter was really happening, but also due to the excitement of the first time. When evening finally came, I arrived at my antechamber, my appointed dressing room. I showered, dried, and donned the fuzzy robe provided in my locker, then flipped the light switch to the dim red lighting…

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I reserved late and was lucky to secure a two-bedroom suite. This suite has a full kitchen with a dinette and a living room with an L-shaped sofa and armchair, adjacent to a patio door leading out to a balcony. Each bedroom has its own spacious bath and king-size bed with an adjoining armchair and ottoman. Large picture windows keep the room bright when desired. There are lots of places to fuck. I just finished…

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  Pitch Dark- First Encounter, Part 1 Not everyone can handle the pitch dark. In a darkened room, there is always some light creeping in through a crack, or from a clock. Unless they have gone deep into a cavern and turned off the lights, most people have never been in the complete dark, absent of even one photon of light. But those who have, know how much the remaining senses are heightened to a…

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