The First Kiss

"The passion of a first kiss"

She walked into the airport bar fidgeting, something she always did when nervous.  Took a seat at the end of the bar, making eye contact with each of the weary patrons that shared her need for libation.  Soon the bartender...

Watching In The Woods

"A voyeuristic moment of self-pleasure"

The young man glanced nervously about, then unzipped his jeans. He was handsome and looked to be, perhaps, in his late teens or early twenties. From within, he pulled out a long, thick cock. It was already partly erect. After...

The Orgasm

"Feelings difficult to describe in detail"

Her upper, inner thighs grip tightly against my ears, her heels dig hard into the middle of my back. She thrusts up hard into my face. Her body shakes and shudders, her breathing hard and rapid, as her orgasm takes...

The Incubus – A Bedtime Story

"The girl in the story isn't the only one that needs a good fucking…"

Late one night, two Lush friends hooked up via PM. Kimmi was having trouble sleeping, and her friend James offered to help her.“Hi, James.”“You're still up? What’s the matter, kiddo?”“I can’t sleep. I'm restless with too many thoughts floating around...

Small Touch

"A little contact can create great desire"

It's such a delicate touch; the digit slowly rubs over my bottom lip, taking away just a little amount of lipstick, feeling the softness of the lips he has kissed many, many times.The warmth of his lap spreads against the...

Showered With Love

"This is for you."

Warm soft lips nibble my left lobe, causing a slight tickle, and you whisper huskily, "Hopping in the shower. Join me?"Only days since we rang in the New Year with a bang. It's the usual cold morning following the previous...

Work / Study

"The soothing whir of computer fans can be their own version of mood music"

His hands were warm. Calloused. But once my wetness coated them, they were perfect. Strong. Diligent, just like his mind, just like him. Gil was a good worker. Efficient. I know it sounds like I’m describing some machine, or some automaton.  But ever stop to...

Mirror Mirror On The Wall

"My nipples, but it’s his call."

“Look at yourself,” you demand.My eyes fix on the circular gold mirror in front of us, reflecting my naked flesh shivering for your touch. Your fingers softly gather every strand of my tousled waves and bring them back behind my...