Peeping_Soul

Joined January 2021

66 stories

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I am an executive who likes spending time reading and writing about almost everything under the sun.I love writing within the cusp of relationships, history, and creativity where boundaries are blurred, and possibilities are immense.

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Mother Africa
There is a woman hot like paprika, with bee-stung lips spicier than tikka, every time she adopts a child, the paparazzi goes berserk and wild,
By Peeping_Soul3 years ago in Poets
Wild Beauty
There is a woman wearing miniature scanties, dancing in discos,mouthing saucy chanties, she lets her hair loose, enjoys sex with heavy booze,
By Peeping_Soul3 years ago in Poets
A Day at Work
10.00 AM Appraisal Letter. Boss hands over with a smile. Hope floats within me. Coffee Break Gossipping sessions.
By Peeping_Soul3 years ago in Poets
The Mysterious Red Fairy
The tribesman described his mysterious fairy, a pious fear oozing from his veins, eyes burning with intense, religious fervor.
By Peeping_Soul3 years ago in Poets
An Erotic Night of Passion
Air In the fragrant air her hotness oozes over swimming in the nude. Water Wet wild water games Her milky breasts cut the waves
By Peeping_Soul3 years ago in Poets
I Wish I Had Wings
Commuting to work, a blue bird soars over me. I wish I had wings.
By Peeping_Soul3 years ago in Poets
Heat Wave
A few blue clouds swirl, in the midst of a heat wave. Hope it rains today.
By Peeping_Soul3 years ago in Poets
After the Snowstorm
After the snowstorm. Blue lights from distant houses. Hope to reach home soon.
By Peeping_Soul3 years ago in Poets
Swimming in the Nude
Blue Corsica Skies, her body oozes hotness. Swimming in the nude.
By Peeping_Soul3 years ago in Poets
Autumn Rains
Chilly autumn rains, a spider is trapped within a clump of blue grass.
By Peeping_Soul3 years ago in Poets
The Sweet Scent of Hope
A small blue primrose blooms under the rising moon. The sweet scent of hope.
By Peeping_Soul3 years ago in Poets
The Beauty of Spring
The beauty of spring. The majestic sea and clouds, dressed in the same blue.
By Peeping_Soul3 years ago in Poets

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Mother Africa

Wild Beauty

A Day at Work

The Mysterious Red Fairy

An Erotic Night of Passion

I Wish I Had Wings

Heat Wave

After the Snowstorm

Swimming in the Nude

Autumn Rains

The Sweet Scent of Hope

The Beauty of Spring

Stories (66)