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Posted on 6/11/16 at 1:44 pm to fr33manator
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From my latest book,
The Boobs of Cleavage Manor
And so he reached tenderly out to her, prying soft skin from the prison of her petticoat. Her bosom now free, the darkness of her nipple in stark contrast to her alabaster flesh. He grasped her breast. It was like a bag of wet sand, malleable yet firm.
His face contorted as he soiled his pantaloons. "Was it good for you?, he queried.
This has me rolling.
And yet, hard.
Posted on 6/11/16 at 1:45 pm to SabiDojo
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Are you still in Jacktown? If you're ever around drinks and dinner on me
ETA prolly the wrong type of thread to offer that
Posted on 6/11/16 at 1:50 pm to Mars duMorgue
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I was reminded of all this when I reread j.g. ballad's 'crash" for the dozenth or so time. ballard is a master of sex scene writing, a combination of economic, razor sharp observation that is at the same time rich in emotional, psychological and physical metaphor. Superb writing.
Utterly brilliant book. Ballard is a master.
The worst sex scene I've ever read was Snow Falling on Cedars by David Guterson.
Posted on 6/11/16 at 1:51 pm to fr33manator
Oh, Steve.
Posted on 6/11/16 at 2:10 pm to Darth_Vader
this thread is the one exception to the rule about posting porn on TD 
Posted on 6/11/16 at 2:12 pm to Mars duMorgue
A. N. Roquelaure
Posted on 6/11/16 at 2:17 pm to Mars duMorgue
Nicholas Baker
Vox
The Fermata
Vox
The Fermata
Posted on 6/11/16 at 2:25 pm to Mars duMorgue
Literotica.com
Posted on 6/11/16 at 3:05 pm to Mars duMorgue
Updike. Couples.
Posted on 6/11/16 at 3:15 pm to fr33manator
quote:
The Boobs of Cleavage Manor
And so he reached tenderly out to her, prying soft skin from the prison of her petticoat. Her bosom now free, the darkness of her nipple in stark contrast to her alabaster flesh. He grasped her breast. It was like a bag of wet sand, malleable yet firm.
it moved.
Posted on 6/11/16 at 3:35 pm to TrueTiger
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I don't know what made it happen. I don't know what made the change. But looking up at his face...I felt myself get wet. It came from inside and I could feel the muscles flowing, giving out that liquid...And Oliver smiled down at me, so I guess he could feel it too. He turned me over and I heard the towel fall, crumple on the floor. I heard it, even with my face crushed in the carpet...Hard and steady on the back of my head, I could feel his fingers tangle in my hair. His palm print on my neck. It was a good feeling. And I got wetter.
Not bad. For a woman.
Posted on 6/11/16 at 3:38 pm to crazy4lsu
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Utterly brilliant book.
Absolutely. A book of prophecy even today, more than 50 years after it was written.
Posted on 6/11/16 at 3:58 pm to Mars duMorgue
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Not bad. For a woman.
Really? That's piss poor.
An excerpt from my best selling novella
A Chink In the Armor
The sound of crickets began their lilting refrain as Wang Hung Lo returned from the battle. He trudged to his tent, looking down at the mud and gore upon his tunic from a full day of spilling French blood. He thought of the curiousness of these Englishmen and then of his home, far to the East.
He drew back his tent flap to enter and was greeted with a sight that caused a stirring in his loins. Two women, clad only in lace which left little to the imagination, lay there upon his bedding. They arose in silence to greet him and let their lace fall to the floor. He smiled as they removed his armor, kissing his skin as his manhood grew ever stiffer under his breeches.
His eyes danced across their bodies, one with long, chestnut hair and olive skin, with firm, tight tits that sat up high, ready for action. The other was as pale as milk, with luxuriant red hair spilling down her shoulders to her breasts, like rivulets of flame. Hers were heavy and round, as big as ripe grapefruit with nipples the color of a dark bruise, glorious to behold. The sort of tits wars are started over.
Wang then stared curiously at their crotches, amazed that they were not all blurry, like as was with the women in his home country. Also not filled with squid tentacles or other such nonsense.
European women were certainly a treat in that sense...
Posted on 6/11/16 at 4:01 pm to fr33manator
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Wang then stared curiously at their crotches, amazed that they were not all blurry, like as was with the women in his home country. Also not filled with squid tentacles or other such nonsense.
Posted on 6/11/16 at 4:11 pm to fr33manator
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His face contorted as he soiled his pantaloons. "Was it good for you?, he queried.
Now you're talking.
Posted on 6/11/16 at 4:15 pm to Mars duMorgue
OWL or PJ
Posted on 6/11/16 at 4:17 pm to fr33manator
are dark areolas a thing for you?
Posted on 6/11/16 at 4:22 pm to TrueTiger
Depends on the titty. I love all titties.
Big and bouncy,
Pert and small,
Tits tits tits,
I love em all,
The only tits,
That aren't for me,
Are ones that I,
Don't get to see.
Big and bouncy,
Pert and small,
Tits tits tits,
I love em all,
The only tits,
That aren't for me,
Are ones that I,
Don't get to see.
Posted on 6/11/16 at 4:44 pm to Mars duMorgue
Fear of Dying - Erica Jong
‘While I lie next to him, astounded by his presence still, he opens my silk robe and touches my count as if he were Adam just discovering Eve’s pussy’
‘While I lie next to him, astounded by his presence still, he opens my silk robe and touches my count as if he were Adam just discovering Eve’s pussy’
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