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Sacrificial Love

Freya Pickard has invented a poetic structure she calls Freyan Verse: Freyan Verse consists of 5 stanzas, each containing 7 lines. The seventh line of verses two and four overlap with line one of verses three and five. … Lines … Continue reading

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dew-drenched butterflies and very disturbed sleepers

Another collection of haiku twittering from @AlinaMeridon… intense vibrations disturbing all the sleepers all quiet again dew-drenched butterfly flap your wings! faster! faster! a flood is coming… silver eruption shimmering translucent flow tremors echoing the sluice-gates open furious waters set … Continue reading

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Sex is Foreplay (A Quick Tease)

This is a response to two challenges for the Erotic Writers Group: Character Study (‘to write a piece featuring your most favorite movie character of all time’) and Wordcount Wednesday (‘only be the opening 400 words of a bigger piece’). … Continue reading

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Cybersex with Alina X

My friend Alina, who I once accused of being imaginary (and who refuses to provide conclusive evidence to the contrary), has forayed into erotic science fiction for her second publication. ‘It started out as a bit of a sexual fantasy,’ … Continue reading

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Non-consensual consent

So, here’s a question I asked elsewhere, and it’s one that troubles me greatly: Q. If you modify a person (using genetics, chemicals, mind control, whatever) so that their desire for sex overrides any thought of denial, that no matter … Continue reading

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whispering fingers

Another collection of haiku twittering from @AlinaMeridon… the man-eater prowls razor-sharp heels promise pain and will deliver whispering fingers the sole point of connection through which our love flows Caught! – a web of silk… Struggling excites my captor – … Continue reading

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A thousand lies

Peter was my first His hands were rough His breath was stale Whiskey and cigars He pushed me down Onto the ground Took me quickly Without a sound Blood on my gown My virgin cherry burst Sam was next Then … Continue reading

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