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			<title>Number 9</title>
			<description>Was jus chatting to one of my saucy female friends getting really wet and horny in my panties and pyjama top, as I was grinding into the arm of the sofa with my laptop on the table in front of me I heard the front door go and my lil brother landed home. He came strait through to the living r..</description>
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			<title>Number 8</title>
			<description>Last night as my mum is insisting we do on my night off we all sat round the table for dinner. It&amp;rsquo;s always nicely laid out with a table cloth which is great to hide any below table activ&amp;#8203;ities. I was sat opposite my mum&amp;rsquo;s bf, and he and I had been playing footsy all night w..</description>
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			<title>Number 7</title>
			<description>So Saturday afternoon I get a txt form my ex bfs mate Rob asking how I&amp;rsquo;m doing since the split and I txt him back telling him I&amp;rsquo;m doing great. He asks me if I fancy popping round for a coffee and a chat with him and Katie his gf, little weird I know but I said ok as I was jus sat..</description>
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			<title>Number 6</title>
			<description>Got back from work last night to find my mums fella still up again having a bottle of wine, I figured he was looking for seconds so I thought I&amp;rsquo;d get in there first this time. He was sat on the sofa so I went and lay next to him putting my feet on his lap asking him to give me a foot m..</description>
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			<title>Number 5</title>
			<description>Ok so I got a little drunk last night and ended up round at my ex&amp;rsquo;s house begging him to f**k me, and with my hands cuffed behind my back and my p***y full of his hot cum I got my wish, he may be a twat but I love it. I've posted a picture of me sucking his lil c**k for my lovely frien..</description>
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			<title>Number 4</title>
			<description>Bloody hell, little brother just burst into my room while I&amp;rsquo;m on here with my legs spread. Didn&amp;rsquo;t just f**k off strait away either, stood there saying  he thought I was out and wanted to borrow a cd although he&amp;rsquo;s never wanted any of my cd&amp;rsquo;s before? Actually brushed my..</description>
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			<title>Number 3</title>
			<description>Omg last night was eventful, came home from work late to find my mums bf was still up sitting on the couch with a couple of empty bottles of red wine on the coffee table. I was hungry so I went through to the kitchen to make a sandwich, and as I was buttering the bread I heard him stumbling ..</description>
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			<title>Number 2</title>
			<description>Just had txt from my ex &amp;ldquo;Please please don&amp;rsquo;t tell&amp;rdquo; what a little b***h, oh well as he&amp;rsquo;s my ex, f**k it lol. He would often let me f**k a couple of his friends and for this I would do pretty much anything he wanted. Only this weekend they all came home very very drunk ..</description>
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			<title>Number 1</title>
			<description>Unbel&amp;#8203;ievable, just went to do some washing and found a pair of panties in my hamper covered in dried spunk! My mums boyfriend is one perverted f****r, suppose I do wind him up though as I&amp;rsquo;ve been hanging around the house in short skirts and no panties. Does kinda turn me on!! he..</description>
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			<title>confessions</title>
			<description>dirty little blogs from a perverted mind</description>
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			<title>4 ~ Sunday *final*</title>
			<description>The phrase Everything happens for a reason constantly shot through John mind as he tossed andturned in his king sized bed. He was under the impression that something bad was going to happen.Everything finally started to make sense. He was so stupid. He assumed the girls were trying toblackmail him. ..</description>
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			<title>3 ~ Saturday night</title>
			<description>&quot;Hey Mr. L, have you seen Carmyn?&quot; Justine asked as she stood in the doorway of his study.&quot;No! She's not in here! I haven't seen her!&quot; John lied, as he knew where Carmyn was. Under hisdesk, softly caressing his erect penis as he tried not to moan in front of Justine.Justine eyed him suspiciously. Jo..</description>
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			<title>2 ~ Saturday</title>
			<description>John's bedroom door opened. Though the moonlight from his window,there stood the curvaceousyoung blonde Carmyn in her pink and black matching bra and thong. John sat up in his bed,unbelieving the scene as she neared him. Carmyn reached the foot of his bed and proceeded tocrawl on top of John. Shakin..</description>
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			<title>1 ~ Friday night</title>
			<description>John popped two aspirins in his mouth, followed by a glass of water to soothe his throbbing headachecaused by the roaring music from the second door on the right upstairs, his 18-year-old daughter'sroom. He collapsed in his leather chair and stared at the computer monitor. The light from the screeno..</description>
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			<title>Sleepovers and Seduction</title>
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			<title>Dream a alittle dream of me</title>
			<description>Cindy&amp;rsquo;s husband Mark had been traveling lot leaving her neglected and horny. She couldn&amp;rsquo;t reallykeep track of his schedule he was gone so much. She didn&amp;rsquo;t think she could ever bring herself tocheat but she definitely had her needs and needed to do something about them.It was just a..</description>
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			<title>My Inner Demons</title>
			<description>My inner demonshave become my greatest addiction,my darkest desires.My darkest desireshave overtaken my dreams,and overturned my reality.My realityhas been compromised by my greedand fuelled by my fantasies.My fantasieshave affected my frame of mind,self respect and well being.My well beinghas left ..</description>
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			<title>Epilogue</title>
			<description>EpilogueI know I shocked Charles when he and Janice dropped me off at the airport terminal the next day.When he snuck his hand under my dress for the goodbye grope, he found bare a*s. I was wearingmy white lace thong panties, white holdup stockings, saddle shoes, pigtails, a girlish Alice-in-Wonderl..</description>
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			<title>8</title>
			<description>The plot formed slowly, but there was one element that I didn't tell Janice about. Charles neededanother recharge day and Janice and I both agreed that a day without sex might make the next day,my final full day in there home, more memorable. So we spent a whole day doing nothing but readingerotic s..</description>
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			<title>7</title>
			<description>Janice was offering me her first collar and I wasn't sure what that meant. I had asked, &quot;Will you tellme about your collar?&quot;, and that lead to a long discussion of the symbolism of dominance andsubmission and ended with Janice holding out this ordinary dog collar and casually asking if I wantedit. W..</description>
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			<title>6</title>
			<description>&quot;Ummmm, your turn?&quot; I couldn't believe that I was asking my sister if she would like me to lick herpussy, but the best guess I have is that the events of the day triggered something in me. For maybethe first time in my life, I felt completely accepted for who I was and for that I was grateful. But m..</description>
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			<title>5</title>
			<description>Janice looked at me and said, &quot;Will you help me shave my p***y?&quot; I had just seen my sister bentover a wooden chair and fucked hard after being spanked and my mind was reeling. I'd pulled myhand out of my crotch before either of them had noticed it and now I was horny as a goat and stunnedat how she ..</description>
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			<title>4</title>
			<description>I woke up knowing that my life would be different now. I was different now. I was no longer a virgin. Itwasn't a very romantic way to get rid of my cherry, but it was gone. Getting fucked was checked offmy bucket list. I was no longer eligible for all those satanic rituals that previously would have..</description>
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			<title>3</title>
			<description>After my brother-in-law gave me my first orgasm at the hands of anyone other than myself, I washooked. Being a forty year old virgin is tough, but at least I now had something real to fantasizeabout. I know that sounds all backwards, but until then, I had only ever heard of or read about thethings I..</description>
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			<title>2</title>
			<description>The day after my brother-in-law exposed himself to me, I put on &quot;that&quot; shirt. Every woman who hasmore than one shirt has a &quot;that&quot; shirt. It's the blouse or top that doesn't fit quite right and, for onereason or another, gaps open and exposes to view one of her normally hidden treasures. Mine was are..</description>
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			<title>1</title>
			<description>I am ugly. There's no point in pulling any punches about that. I am so ugly that I could make a traintake a dirt road. I am so ugly that I have to sneak up on a toilet to take a crap. I am so ugly that thedoctor slapped my mother when I was born. Those are just three of the many insults that my brot..</description>
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			<title>Ugly Swans Flight</title>
			<description>Even the Unattractive ones gotta get lucky some time</description>
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			<title>Simplicity's Essence</title>
			<description>SunlightShowering like golden rivulets of pure joyCaressingEnvelopingDancing across tender exposed fleshSweet essence of Persephone risen from HadesLilac, lavender, roses, and jasmine assail the noseThe soft mummer of a nearby brook revealing secretsTender blades of grass slicing through the EarthSt..</description>
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			<title>Happily Taking The fall</title>
			<description>I took the blame when my sister wrecked Dad's car. Yes, I did get punished, I really got screwed.
INCEST BRO/SIS EROTICA WITH A GROUPIE TWIST</description>
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			<title>Prose of the loved and the broken</title>
			<description>kiss me quick and make me weaktake my power, my voice to speaklead me into the pouring rainlove me like you&amp;rsquo;ll never love againTHENbreak my heart and cause me tearsleave me scars to heal within yearstry not to mend my broken souland leave me to become once again wholefor you buildthen you brea..</description>
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			<title>4</title>
			<description>After showering Hades made his way to the bedroom to dress. He dressed carefully in textures to tease, he slipped into a red satin shirt with a black raw silk tie emblazoned with flames of red and orange, Black Egyptian cotton suit slacks held with a sturdy leather belt.Hades slapped the end of the ..</description>
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			<title>3</title>
			<description>Chapter 3Thoughts of the two men floated in her head as she turned the knob on the door and entered her private villa on the grounds of the Hyatt Pavillion. Both left her completely and utterly confused. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts Isis made her way back to her bedroom. Tossing her things..</description>
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			<title>2</title>
			<description>Isis had eventually found her way to the hotel bar, the Italian sun setting and her thoughts still hijacked by what her and Hades had done and the sensations he evoked in her body.Great Ra she hadn't felt this way since her first taboo escapade with her brother Osiris before they married and he begu..</description>
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			<title>1</title>
			<description>Chapter 1She glided as she walked, taking in all the sights of this city before she had to leave. She had a job to do here in Florence, Italy. It was a beautiful place and she loved coming here unfortunately it was always for work. Her fiery red hair flowed behind her as she strutted down the street..</description>
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			<title>Fighting Hedonistic Bliss</title>
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			<title>Trapped</title>
			<description>TrappedI am trapped,inside... my own mind.I have nowhere,to go...nowhere, to hide.I am,trapped...trapped inside,my own heart.Hearing...Counting...every slow beat.I am,trapped...in this,empty space.To never return...again.</description>
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			<title>3 Steps Down</title>
			<description>In the depths of Hell, three steps down.. was there a passage back or where the doors forever closed.The trumpet's were blaring loud...was that for my redemption or was that for my destruction...&amp;nbsp;frozen in time.......three steps down.&amp;nbsp;Indecisively yours...limbo.</description>
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			<title>Soul Stealer</title>
			<description>The story I'm about to tell youis all too sad but trueand don't you dare forget itlest it happen to you.&amp;nbsp;Take heed you fair hearted virginsas you climb into your pure white beds,better keep those thoughts of lovesomeplace else besides your head.&amp;nbsp;There's a handsome black-eyed phantomthat co..</description>
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			<title>Where's My Love</title>
			<description>Will I ever find my one true love?Do you believe there is such?I've reached out on a long searchBut never close enough to touchCouldn't find anyone to hold meLost in nothing but my dreamsEveryone I loved was falseI said screw my self-esteemIs love just something you sayTo get what you wantBecause re..</description>
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			<title>Silence the butterfly</title>
			<description>Silence the butterfly as it flies through the skySoftly is floats, waiting to die.Try as it might, dreams have been lost,The world grows cold, chokes through the frost.Silence the butterfly, dark whispers in the night,Telling your secrets, stealing your sight.Watch it now, killing your friends,The s..</description>
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			<title>Tears</title>
			<description>Her smile is beautiful,Like it will never fade.But that's just the way,This game is played.Inside she is cursing,At the pain she has to hold.She is holding back hatred,That can never be told.How forcibly hungry,her eyes are for blood.She wants to see it gush from her wrists,forming a miniature flood..</description>
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			<title>The Thoughts</title>
			<description>This is the expression of my fucked up thoughts.The way I find the help i've sought.So I get it out before I just flipthe pain. the anguish, the fucked up s**t.If wanting to c**k it and pull the trigger back.It shows me all the s**t my life lacks.Wanting to run you over with an eighteen wheel truck...</description>
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			<title>The Fallen</title>
			<description>I'm fighting a losing battleBut I'll fight it anywayAnd I will keep on fightingUntil my dying dayAnd I will fallI'll close my eyesA prayer softly sayStare blankly at theGash on my armAnd watch the bloodTrickle away~</description>
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			<title>We Walk Among You</title>
			<description>We walk among youSilently guarding our secretsBehind emotionless facesUnderneath human fleshWe are ageless soulsWho have seen the first light of timeAnd the darkest centuries of heavenOnce cherished by the creatorHis breath was our essenceHis blood our fleshHis love our desireHis anger our wrathWe s..</description>
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			<title>Poetry Of A Dark Heart</title>
			<description>Compilation Of Dark Poems</description>
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			<title>The Free World</title>
			<description>Eighteen&amp;nbsp;Arriana stepped into the champion's apartments, wondering how on earth she would explain everything to Charlotte and May. She wanted to tell them the truth but couldn't be sure if they could manage the deception. No, she would take Reign's lead and pretend by all outward appearances th..</description>
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			<title> Illusions</title>
			<description>Seventeen&amp;nbsp;Reign stared at his father's body but a&amp;nbsp;moment, then called forth a narrow stream of red magic, until nothing was left of the sylphie lord but a small pile of ash.&quot;Are you all right?&quot; he asked Arriana as he went to her side.She opened her mouth to reply and then winced, rubbing a..</description>
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			<title>Eaglen's Endgame</title>
			<description>SixteenEaglen summoned Lady Arriana to his private &amp;nbsp;chambers the very next morning. Arriana had been lazing about, reliving the garden party of the day before, determined to never forget one single golden moment of it... or the precious moments afterward.Reign had risen before dawn, brushing hi..</description>
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			<title>The dragon, The courts 180, and Lovemaking outdoors</title>
			<description>FifteenAs it had been that morning, the palace corridors and salons lay quiet and empty, so Lady Arriana had no witnesses to her disreputable state. She winced to imagine the scathing gossip she would have supplied for the court.Especially after Charlotte opened their apartment doors and saw her mis..</description>
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			<title>Teaching The Sylphie To love</title>
			<description>Fourteen&amp;nbsp;Lady Arriana leaned low over the neck of her horse; her eyes squinted against the force of the wind, hooves pounding a staccato rhythm beneath her. Only a sliver of moon shone tonight, the pockets of the sylphie lord's fire across the countryside their only light. They had left the roa..</description>
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