A lovely girl

A Rotten Night’s Sleep

A Shocking

A Shudder

A Side-Turning

A Struggling

All This Mainlining On Words

Cabinet Mirror

Catha Suddenly

Face Up

Fair Enough

Fair- Mindedness

Flying Buttress  in Bronze

For Chrissake

Fuel Cables

Full Of Echo's

Gold Chain Around His Neck

Half- Stefan Crossing

Having To Work


I Never Went Back

I Want To See You

In a Minute

In Frankfurt

In Hertfordshire

In Marxist

I could feel his tongue in my ear.

In Sussex

John Marx Stefanovitch


Kiss the envelope  for luck

Letter from Alison to Stefan

Letter  from Stefan to Alison

Listen Darling

Malleus malefactum

Mmmm’ Noises.

Mortality In Relation

My Beloved

Nancy Friday

‘Observe the wolf pack.

Our Relationship

Out- Stretched

Own Glass Still

A Shudder

‘Lali,’ I said.  And I said it with feeling, partly from guilt ad partly out of an unselfish love for chrissake her.  I kissed her and felt the soft pink nipples of her breasts.  I saw that  Seymour had parted her legs and was placing  each slender ankle in turn by each  of the two  table legs.  As he bent to tongue her I pushed my tongue into the wet crescent of her mouth. I felt her sigh. So did Seymour. He looked up at me sharply and I was prompted to remember where I had put the silk scarves. Maybe I should have pretended not to remember, but since I knew that, unless his plan took precedence, Alison’s would never get off the ground, I reached for the bag I had let fall beside the sofa end. As I drew it to me I could hear the music of her breathing in counterpoint to the percussion of her wetness as Seymour manipulated his fingers in and out of her opening. I did wonder a little about her new claim to being asexual, but it seemed a shabby thing to do at this point. Especially with her wearing a moustache and everything. Anyway, as I drew the first of my St Laurent scarves from my bag, it struck me that if she was being hypocritical then she did deserve to suffer just a little bit. Darling Lali. I did hope she would understand.
seymour climbed on top of her and, with a hand on the table edge at each side of her waist, he lowered himself slowly onto the concave curve of her stomach. Then he slid his hands up along the table edge and in doing so pushed her arms, which fell limply down and back towards the table legs near the footstool. Before his head dropped and his mouth closed over hers his eyes instructed me. Darling Lali. I did hope she would forgive me.
I was a bit surprised that she did not resist as I tied her left wrist to the table leg. But then, I told myself, she was too far into submitting to physical sensations at her center to recoil from one at her extremities. Anyway Seymour’s mouth was too busy on hers to permit speech. Tying up her other arm though I did meet with resistance. Without lifting his head, Seymour sensed it. He pushed down on her shoulder and I managed to tie a knot before he raised himself off her a little and she was free to speak.
‘For Chrissake, Julia.’
I could not think of anything to say to her. I looked at Seymour hopefully. He said, ‘If you don’t trust us?’
‘I don’t trust you.’
‘But you trust Julia?’ Seymour laughed and kiss the envelope her cheek.
‘Yes. Well, I did.’
‘Oh, but I wouldn’t dream of allowing you to be hurt, Lali.’
Seymour shot me a glance of such withering scorn that I was ready to die. For her.
‘Have you never given yourself so completely that you allowed yourself to be tied up before?’
‘No, of course not.’ She answered him.
‘Perhaps you wouldn’t dare.’
‘I don’t know about that.’ Her defiance was growing. I guessed he was going to win. But her defeat had to leave her with enough energy in reserve to triumph over him. I had never doubted Alison’s strength before. I saw no reason to now. I got out the other scarves to tie her feet. She started to struggle then and tried to push him off, but she was pinioned too squarely under his weight.
He said, ‘Honestly, I shall get off you now, my darling, if you say the word. Tell me that You Basterd have no’ wish to lay yourself open in this way, to be stretched and exposed and helpless to resist the force our love.’
I had tied the right leg and had moved to the left. ‘Ouch. She kicked me.’
Seymour went on insisting while his hand moved under his own hip to reach down to her cunt.  He  stroked her gently.  He licked  the nipple erect on her breasts as he  went on.
            ‘Just  repeat after me- I do not want to lay myself open in this way, to be stretched   and…’
            ‘I do not want.’
            ‘But you have to say it all, darling.’
            She moaned a little as he rolled off her sideways  a fraction to push two fingers into her and then a third.  Too late.  I could  hear the rate of her breathing increase,  a  pause and then a lovely girls shudder.  She had  come already before  both legs were secured.
            ‘Good?’  Seymour asked her.
            ‘Yes,’ she sighed.
            ‘Julia and I will give you more.’
            Her eyelids fluttered  and closed as he beckoned me to change ends with him.  I got the big soft dildo out of  my bag as I crawled up to the other end of the coffee-table.   At her head Seymour stroked the curve of her  closed    eyelids as he watched  me insert the bigger  end of the  dildo   into myself and the smaller end  into Lali.  She was  wet but eve so her body jerked up and back so that  her head angled  towards him.  Seymour’s  fingers explored   the entrance to her ears and then her nostrils. I began  steadily thrusting into her and feeling  the kick-back of the bigger end of the dildo into me.  Seymour arched over her fastening his mouth on hers whilst his hands extended  downwards  to her breasts and began  to stefan jiggle  them, at first gently  and then with increasing ferocity as the  pace of my thrusts crescendoed and Lali came easily.‘I’m spent.  Really.   Release me.’
            Seymour  ignored her to smile across at me.  ‘Did you come too?’
            ‘Well, Exercise.’  In fact I had not quite.  I had not been free to concentrate on myself.  Not that  I grudged  Alison all this attention.  After all, I knew that she  was only allowing  all this to happen  so that  I would get my turn.  Later.
            He spoke softly, ‘Julia and I enjoyed the joke of the moustache, didn’t we?’



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Seymour Warned


Socio Economic

Soul Love

Stefan to Alison

Stefan winked.


Stefanovitch speaking

Straggers Backwards

The Best Nurturing

The Heart of Paris

The Insidiousness

The Myth of the Vaginal Orgasm,

The Priest and the Penitent

The Shutters

The Sorbonne

Then Leave It

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