From the Stacks

[ms_tiff]

SRP Inspiration

 

[wickedpen]

The beautiful library, all walnut and black steel, not to mention all the words written by the thoughts of other minds, mostly men's minds. All around us but alone, pushing us toward each other as equals. I had to try, I have to make it clear. We were adults and she did less than resist as we exhale and pauses.

 

[wickedpen]

Stealing moments escaping what is demanded for what is desired.

 

[wickedpen]

Until giving pleasure becomes the focus of both selfish desire and selfless willingness. A hotel room becomes a portal, a time machine, where we share time no one else will ever know about. A freedom to exhale and explore thoughts in the physical, with a friend.

 

[ms_tiff]

 

[ms_tiff]

 

[wickedpen]

Old friends as familiar as strange, topless and open mouthed. The ice broken fear melts away.

 

[wickedpen]

Was it wrong that I thought of her as he touched me?

 

[Bewleybrother]

Day dream Believer

I absolutely love to people watch and some of the best inspiration comes from these moments of observation. It's the faces I see that drive me to tell the stories behind them. This woman, I think, has quite a story to tell.

She looks like she's remembering a time from her past when her younger brother was coming to join her for christmas.He had arranged to meet her at the train station and she was excited about seeing him for the first Christmas in three years.
The winter snow was pretty deep that year causing the road works to grit the roads but the freezing conditions had left black ice patches.She decided it was prudent to leave with plenty of time to spare in case of the roads condition.Grabbing her car keys and a pair of gloves she tightened her coat against the icy cold weather.Stopping Just before her front door she gazed into a mirror and noticed her hair was slightly askew.
"oh great" she thinks to herself as she takes off her gloves to rearrange her beautiful blond tresses.
Why was she so anxious about seeing her brother after all.Could she really tell him how her feeling had changed and how it would affect their realtionship.?He wasn't her biological brother after all,but they had grown up and been raised as siblings?.

 

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[wickedpen]

He was so excited about the "exposed brick and the location is awesome!", the fact his bar and grill was essentially rubble at the moment, it did not get in the way of celebrating.

 

[wickedpen]

and celebrating

 

[ms_tiff]

 

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[ms_tiff]

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[wickedpen]

It took every bit of strength to hold on to the headboard, my feet pushed straight down as he slowly and gently gave me pleasure to begin.

 

[wickedpen]

And I would sit all afternoon reliving that day.

 

[wickedpen]

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Some days after work, sitting all day thinking of how touched me I get home barely able to stay dressed, I am so turned on.

 

[wickedpen]

And then he is back. I am anything he wants as he only wishes to taste me.

 

[wickedpen]

And then I was his chicken McNugget of choice. Having me, more than once, sit on the dining room table with my feet on the chair arms of his seat.

 

[wickedpen]

I love being in my head somewhere that makes my body ache and come alive. Blowing on embers to grow the burning. Holding a burning torch aloft, deep in a dark cave I wander alone, seeking that to which i am drawn.