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Go With The Flow

©Virginia Alison 2010


Lying together on the bed she could hear him snoring gently as sleep overcame his weary body. She turned and gazed at him, arm casually slung above his head, hair flopped down over his eyes, and his chest rising and falling in time to his gentle snores.

How did it come to this? She asked herself, tears welling in her eyes. Looking back it had all seemed so simple, so perfect. The endless lust filled nights and tender sunny days had filled their world and her thoughts drifted back to their first encounter...

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Late Again

Late Again

©Virginia Alison 2010

I’d cooked dinner earlier, that was now in the fridge, the empty bottle of red wine, which I’d managed to finish off all by myself due to lack of company, looked a little forlorn sitting beside a single wine glass, and I’d sighed as I threw the bottle in the bin. There was nothing interesting on the television, and by ten o’clock, I gave up waiting for him to come home, and snuggled into bed with my friend’s latest novel. Hard-hitting sex, drugs and rock and roll, I was almost at the end and determined to finish it tonight.

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Incubus

Incubus

©Virginia Alison 2010

She couldn’t eat, she couldn’t sleep, her mind was racing even faster than her heart and his face filled her every waking moment. His body, tanned, smooth and sleek pounded through her waking dreams, hope was lost and she’d shed a tear as she resigned herself to a lifetime of torment.

 

The sheets were cool as she tossed and turned, images flicked through her head, raging rivers flowed red as the wailing of anguished souls faded in and out of her periphery of vision. Glimpses of unknown faces insidiously grabbed her attention then were snatch away as her eyes rolled in their sockets and her hands scrabbled at the satin that was soaked by her sweat as unimaginable horrors swept her sub conscious.

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Sensations

Sensations

©Virginia Alison 2010

Lying naked, sleep evades me, as I writhe on soft down.  My body yearns for a touch, or caress, no longer filled by nighttime lovers. A gentle fluttering filling my soul as the flickering butterfly alights on my breast,  teasing my senses,  slight gasps as fingers softly explore deep recesses,  alighting on the soft silky skin,  now wet with mounting ecstasy  Fleeting thoughts of past pleasures flow to finger tips,  now taking their rhythm from the beat of my heart. The heat rises from my glistening form, as my legs part slightly, allowing access to deeper feelings that ache for fulfillment.  Waves begin to take me to a new dimension, as all thoughts of the world dissolve. Breaths, now gasps, as my being reaches the brink of oblivion and the orgasm hits with delicious sensations the day’s tensions released in sweet juices.

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