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brilliantlybeloved:
thewisecrackingtwenties:SHOCKING MUSIDORA in Les Vampires (1915) She moved like a cat at night, stealing furtive glances before slipping into the shadows.
serenabones: Bloody Kiss - Vampira (Maila Nurmi) & Bela Lugosi, 1956. What is life for a toothless vampire, but an eternal exercise of frustration.
What happens to the stories once the roof collapses? Are they then freed to feed heavenly curiosities or are their secrets swallowed for eternity?
Have a drink, share a laugh, …don’t forget to wave the flag.
aloveaffairwithlightt: You deserve a love that wants you disheveled, with everything and all the reasons that wake you up in a haste, with everything and the demons that won’t let you sleep. You deserve a love that makes you feel secure, able to take
“Bend over you will. Plug you I shall.”
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mesdamesrougepassion: Could they tell …who she was …when stripped down …to just her thoughts?
dragon-spice:
Just a touch …if ever so slightly. It was an obvious excuse for her to finally break that personal space. She wasn’t even thinking. Her hands went to him as if naturally drawn, only to linger against his chest. Perhaps an onlooker or two may
the-head-in-the-clouds: “The cat shook it’s head. ‘No,’ it said. ‘I’m not the other anything. I’m me.’ […] 'You people are spread all over the place. Cats, on the other hand, keep ourselves together.[…]’”
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youngprettykitty9: WORD! But I’ve taken some big cocks in my ass joyfully. If prepped nicely it will expand!
sexymanx: That spot… it was unfair of him to land his lips there. He knew what was likely to happen. It was just that he was addicted to feeling her surrender to him whenever he tasted …that spot.
curvypussy75: uknowurfucked:
Desire breeds passion, …but only if properly cultivated.
Red on black, is a friend of Jack…
vaket37: To feel alive …again. That thrilling rush inherent in risk. Just thinking about it made her ache for the need …to feel.
There was something about the water. She wondered what would happen if she just kept walking …into the pounding surf. No doubt the waves would crash into her and force her back to whence she came. Yet perhaps …instead …the sea would
astrodidact:
our-ever-thine: ……there’s that moment when a kiss isn’t just a kiss……it’s a statement of need, desire, want, craving……it’s a gesture of force but tenderly given, a movement and moment when ownership is claimed and given…..a buildup
Life’s treasures…
aqua-regia009: Styx - Pandora Young Seeking solace in the shadows, away from life’s glaring stare. Yet its conundrum faithfully follows.
Angels echoed desires …ravaged by morality.Freed through lust …exorcised in sin.Erupt shimmering stars …in night’s embrace.
He was addicted to her kiss, the feel of her soft lips pressed against his. How he could feel the heat of her soul eager to feed on him.
When curiosity got the better of her… why shouldn’t she indulge? Only if the situation is right, she told herself all those years. Yet how often would she deny herself even in a perfect situation? Only those days were gone now, replaced by a
uknowurfucked:
desideria2019: Alive again! Did she betray her nervousness? After all, it was just a drink. Or was there more to their simple agreement? How she tried calming her nerves with a deep breath, only to feel them fluttering with renewed life deep inside. Yes,
They needed to feel this, that soft warmth from their embrace. Breathing in that magic elixir of mutual desire turning to seduction, tickling their ache for more.
In their secret world where shadows collide, they would feel their freedom, tugging them into a realm of desires to be explored…
They both had needs. Long sequestered by a world of pious lies and makeup, they learned to make do in the world of shadows.
tapthis2: So illicit were her needs that she felt required to keep them hidden. Yet so much of her wanted to blossom before the world to show it divine pleasure.
That taste …of a divine world of passion. Ignited by desires and stirred with shared needs, they would gorge upon the palette of pleasure.
eroticimages:
martinamelissari: She tasted of heaven and his hunger was insatiable.
simplyblackandwhiteerotic: To feel her, in his arms, was the addiction that pumped through his veins. She was the drug he needed, the heat of her body fueling his passionate desires.
intwokink:
mega-adam-fan: When desire inflames passion, two souls collide…
me-porni:
curvypussy75: You could’ve fooled me! There was something about the renewed confidence within her that made her glow. How many years had she kept this part of herself buried? No matter, there would be no more hiding. She relished the power she felt
Her beauty captivated his attention. Like fine art, he could stare at her for hours, completely engrossed in her living canvas, never tiring of her composition.
She had a need that constantly simmered under the surface. It was always there, that tickling nibble that teased her into perpetual ache. To feel… passion.
southernsideofme:
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wonachmeinerphantasieist: She had this itch. What would it take to alleviate it? Scratching would do no good. For this feeling went deep, buried beneath the layers life tossed her way. Yet it was always there, teasing and tempting.
iweon: Sunday… Illustration by Geneviève Godbout.
baby-vintage:Une Femme Mariée, 1964
She needed to feel this rush. Of having her control …taken. To feel his desire for her get the better of him. To feel his intensity for her, their want overpowering inhibitions to awaken hidden passions.
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pleasurewhore: I adore Tumblr. It’s a way to connect effortlessly with people who share a part of my life so few know about. I’ve been able to learn and explore things that would otherwise have been difficult to come across. But Tumblr has done it’s
our-ever-thine: …….so deep inside and wrapped tightly It was where they needed to be, cocooned in their escape, oblivious to the world that spun outside.
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