Words to live by

Use your words.

Hit that spot inside her mind. Watch her transform into a wanton, needy, wet mess.

Cassandra

Seduce her mind if you want her body.

Reminder to men

If you confuse my personality with attitude, you don’t understand me at all.

My personality is who I am. My attitude depends on who you are.

Paraphrased by Cassandra

There’s a difference between people who want to fuck you and people who want to make you cum.

Seen on tumblr

The list of things I’m too old for and continue to ignore gets longer with every passing year.

Inspired by @kimtopher22

Lead yourself first. Quiet the noise. Clear the clutter. Silence the shame.

And then?

Consider that your next right thing might be disruptive, bring discomfort, or reveal a difficult truth.

Emily P Freeman

The intricate complications of dating apps

After months of contemplation, curiosity finally got the better of her, and Alexandra loaded the dreaded app. She picked the least obtrusive, irritating one she had heard about and installed it on her phone.

She was nervous. What would happen if she got caught? Playing on this app felt like cheating, like betrayal.

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Seductive torment in the cabin

This is the continuing story of Alexandra and Andrew, two platonic friends succumbing to curiosity, desire and sexual tension. To read this story in consecutive order, start here: part 1, part 2, part 3.

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While Andrew continued his torturous play between her legs, Alexandra placed her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her. He shifted his position slightly to allow for her to hang on to him as she buckled and twitched under his touch. Just as she felt a wave of approaching orgasm roll through her, Andrew removed his fingers and touched them to his lips. He took a deep breath in and closed his eyes.

Alexandra watched in fascination. This was a man who hungered for her in ways she never encountered before.

When Andrew opened his eyes again he stared at her and placed his fingers, wet with her juices, in front of her lips.

“Taste yourself,” he commanded her.

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A cabin of opportunities and benefits

This is the continuing story of Alexandra and Andrew, two platonic friends succumbing to curiosity, desire and sexual tension. In the previous chapter (part 2) they were planning a day trip to explore some properties for a future project of Andrew’s. Before that (part 1) Alexandra fantasized about a sexual experience with her friend which led to a frustrating night without relief.

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The cabin looked inviting with its big stone fireplace and the huge framed windows. But it was the scenery through the windows that enhanced the seductive atmosphere; nothing but trees and water.

“There’s a lot of privacy here,” Andrew said, reading Alexandra’s mind. Quickly, she turned to give him a sly smile.

“Sure is,” she agreed before turning her attention back to the window.

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The intricate complications of friends with(out) benefits

A stand-alone piece that’s connected to Longing for orgasmic release using the same two characters: Alexandra and Andrew. Pondering their platonic friendship and the possibilities of a friends with benefits relationship.

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“What would happen if we kissed?”

Andrew stated the question bluntly, without preliminary chitchat. This is how it’s been with him since the beginning, Alexandra thought. The demand for truth and full disclosure in all their conversations. He had always insisted that if she wanted to know something, to ask him directly.

She stared at him. The sexual tension continued to make its presence known, but other than a few virtual boundaries, they hadn’t crossed the lines in real life. Theirs was a platonic friendship, at least for now.

Or was it? 

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Futile longing

She came back feeling agitated and worked up. When she saw him, she went over to see if his usual calm demeanor would help soothe her nerves.

He saw her turmoil immediately when he locked eyes with her. Slowly, he approached her and opened his arms. Thankful for the gesture, she sank into him for a hug.

He held her for a while, squeezing her tight, until she felt her body relax.

After a while, he peeled her off him, and held her at arms’ length. Gazing into her eyes, he spoke:

“All ok?”

She looked back at him, searching his eyes for something. He let go of her arms after a while, and returned her look.

“Touch me,” she said.

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