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blood embroidery

Posted on June 3, 2014 by Frank

Another collection of haiku twittering from @AlinaMeridon… A vampire theme to these: nipples crowned with blood hard; impatient; enticing pleasure in the feast rivulets of red meandering; molesting blood embroidery sweet sensitive skin tremoring with heart’s desire blood calling to … Continue reading →

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Lesbian Succubus Diary: 10. Maternal Affection

Posted on February 3, 2014 by Frank

Dear Diary, Denise emerged from the boss’s office this morning looking well fed and very satisfied with herself. To my finely tuned senses she appeared to be trailing sex, like the vapour trail of a plane. She winked at me … Continue reading →

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Lesbian Succubus Diary: 8. My Soul’s Delight

Posted on January 29, 2014 by Frank

Denise, I loved you from the start, Believing we were worlds apart I gave a human all my heart Knew not we shared the mirror’s art Denise, my love, my soul’s delight My friend, my partner in the night I’d … Continue reading →

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Lesbian Succubus Diary: 7. Batgirl

Posted on January 29, 2014 by Frank

Dear Diary, Is there anything sexier than a woman with wings? Denise phoned me while I was having lunch. I must have left her a hundred messages since Saturday morning. I know I literally disappeared on her on Friday night, … Continue reading →

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Lesbian Succubus Diary: 6. Smoke and Mirrors

Posted on January 26, 2014 by Frank

Dear Diary, (Friday cont.) ‘I can’t see you,’ she said. I saw her lips move – no sound came out, and she faltered mid-sentence, but the thought was clear enough. Denise tightened her hold on my arms, and twisted her … Continue reading →

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Lesbian Succubus Diary: 5. Through the Looking Glass

Posted on January 25, 2014 by Frank

Dear Diary, Denise has been talking about sex all week, asking me about orgies, who I have sex with and how. While I’m happy that she’s still talking to me at all, I’m starting to sound, even to myself, like … Continue reading →

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