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I ask…
I ask you to be my shelter.Not because I can’t build my own, but because, when you are with me, I don’t need to brave the elements alone. I ask you to be my safe haven.Not because I can’t keep myself safe, but because when you are with me, I don’t need to remember to […]
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Gifts
He gives them freely, as if they’re commonplace.As if they aren’t hen’s teeth.As if they haven’t been absent from my life for so long that I had given up on ever receiving them.As if they aren’t worth more than gold. They’re not big in the grand scheme of things. They have no commercial value at […]
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Words as Weapons
As I deconstruct the religion I grew up in, I am also deconstructing the behaviour I accept from those around me. Fundamental Christianity taught me that the sign that God loves me is that he will chastise me. He will use bad things happening to teach me to be better. So what then happens inside […]
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Sins of the Flesh
Give yourself over to absolute pleasure. Swim the warm waters of sins of the flesh. Dr Frank-N-Furter The Magician told me to show him my lust.I did.He took the strands of that lust and wove a castle into being.And inside that castle, given over, dreams became lived.
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We Whispered
I was telling him how, lying in his arms whispering quietly, wove a blanket of intimacy around us and how safe it made me feel. He told me that he wonders whether a part of our psyche understands that we can only whisper to those we are close to. Either in proximity or in heart. […]
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Processing our Playtime
I write here to process today. I feel so full of fuzzy and warm emotions. It was intense. So deeply intense. We both know it’s because our feelings for each other are growing.We’ve been talking about how we are building our own model of a healthy relationship.One of the agreements we have is that we […]
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Thoughts on Playtime
This was when I started calling him my Magician. He created chaos amd conttolled it perfectly. and continues to do that
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About the Erotic
As I recover and begin to process an intense time spent together, I am reminded of this wisdom: The erotic is a measure between the beginnings of our sense of self and the chaos of our strongest feelings. It is an internal sense of satisfaction to which, once we have experienced it, we know we […]
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The Focus
For me it’s the focus in his eyes when we see each other again after a few days and he moves in to kiss me. It’s the same focus when he bites my thighs.The same focus when he draws another orgasm from me.The same focus when he holds me. That.That is a powerful aphrodisiac. To […]
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I Dream
I dream of you.I dream of me.Of us.And them. I dream of moans and sighs and shouts.Shaking and wetness and movement.I dream of teeth.Of tongues. Fingers, hands and nipples. And of eyes. Seeing you. Inside me. Over me. Under me. And also behind me. I dream of grunts as you fill me. And then I […]
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Mindful Meanderings of a Metamour 