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I don't really fantasize anymore
my mind got tired of trying to recall
the feel of your hand on my thigh
if I want to get off, I read a dirty story
usually something dark
dark does it for me, every time
though I've branched out
I like exhibitionist/voyeur stories now
group sex, especially if someone gets pregnant
and something about sex on a bus
gets me off
but there are only so many
different ways to describe
sex on a bus
a train is ok I guess
something about the crowded space
perhaps
but always back to the dark ones
sooner or later

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LesseloovesPeterLesseloovesPeterover 10 years agoAuthor
toweless in the window

Is, humorously, how I write most nights. Doesn't actually do anything for me. Perhaps for the backyard squirrels though...

Oldbear63Oldbear63over 10 years ago
Another thought, Lesse

What if you stood in front of a window and let your towel slip...

Oldbear63Oldbear63over 10 years ago
Another side

of Lesse, Fascinating look into who you are. As usual Todski's comments seem right on. Hmmm - sex on a bus. How many different ways could you take to contrive it. Fun to think about

todski28todski28over 10 years ago
poetic

self reflection, a hint of sadness, there is something sexy about the darkness, the way that fear causes the heart to race, the adrenaline, it is a kin to another primal release....

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