Sexcapades: A Love Story
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How 'we' became 'three'.
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- Part 1 of Sexcapades: A Love Story
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How worship has shaped my life in various ways. ;)
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- Part 2 of Sexcapades: A Love Story
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She leaves for good.
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- Part 3 of Sexcapades: A Love Story
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I did a thing, and it went very well for me.
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- Part 4 of Sexcapades: A Love Story
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I can't just ask for things. That'd be too easy.
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- Part 5 of Sexcapades: A Love Story
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"I've been thinking," he repeats, eyeing me for indications that I'm going to cut him off again. I wave my hand at him in a 'go on' motion. "About last week when you walked naked into my office in the middle of one of my lectures, and blew me while I was learning about orthographic projection." I smirk. Yeah, I had done that. Crawled naked right under his desk and sucked him off while he controlled the vibrator I was wearing at the time.
"Well. I think about that too."
"More specifically, I've been thinking about how you never received any punishment for that."
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- Part 6 of Sexcapades: A Love Story
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“I didn’t say I was looking for trouble,” I correct him, thanking the bartender as he places another sidecar down in front of me and takes my empty tumbler away. I sip it and sigh happily, vowing to tip generously. When I look back to Jay, he’s just watching me through heavily-lidded eyes.
“But, what if you found some?” he inquires, nearly draining his own drink as he waits for my answer. I never intended on sleeping with anyone, just a bit of harmless flirting. I wonder if I should try to extricate myself from the situation now or go with bluntness.
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- Part 7 of Sexcapades: A Love Story
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“And what was it that caught your fancy, pretty girl? My superior AutoCAD skills? The way I created a part that is exactly what’s needed to solve Mr. Gango’s mechanical issue? My dashing locks?”
“All of the above, sir.” He snorts and rests his head back down. “As you know, I have a thing for competence and intelligence.”
“I do know this.”
“And also, your hands.”
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- Part 8 of Sexcapades: A Love Story
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“Thank you, Daddy,” she says, short-circuiting my brain. In my long history of sexual dalliances of various flavors and configurations, I have never been called this. I have never thought about being called this. I have called and continue to call others this, in pre-negotiated instances.
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- Part 9 of Sexcapades: A Love Story
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I am prone to pushing buttons, but I don’t press him on those five rules. It’s disrespectful, and goes against the things we agreed upon.
That said, I am still a person with a checkered past of manic episodes and hyper-fixations that pop in from time to time, and it can still be difficult to notice them when I’m distracted by things. Things like a paper that ends up being 50+ pages written in 5 weeks.
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- Part 10 of Sexcapades: A Love Story
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“Are you fucking kidding me?” I ask, when I can’t take it anymore. I don’t dare touch myself because that will get me the opposite of what I want, but I’m suddenly afraid that I’m going to be wound up with no release.
“Is there something you want, baby?” he asks, his face a portrait of innocence.
“Well, I’m naked on the bed like you asked, but you’re scrolling Twitter over there and ignoring me. Which is, you know, not nice.”
“I did notice that you were naked. And I’m answering a work email, not scrolling Twitter.” He gets up and takes his shirt off, throwing it over the back of the chair before coming over to the bed and raking his eyes over me.
“I think restraint and control can be really healthy,” he murmurs. He runs an appraising hand over one of my thighs, leaving goosebumps in his wake. “So, let’s work on that tonight, hmm?”
“I don’t really like the sound of that.”
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- Part 11 of Sexcapades: A Love Story
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“I have never met such a greedy, masochistic little set of holes in my entire life,” he says, his breath coming a little quicker now. I can’t speak, my breasts stinging too much for me to do more than just moan and cry out when one of the braids catches my nipple just right. “You beg me to tie you down and bruise you so much that you can’t move without remembering what we did. I bet you feel these bruises and stings for days and get wet thinking about how you got them.”
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- Part 12 of Sexcapades: A Love Story
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“Oh, you better run, little girl. Ten minutes ain’t much of a head start out here,” he had called out as I sprinted off into the trees. It’s been close to that, if not more than, now.
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- Part 13 of Sexcapades: A Love Story