Pink Panties
"She know what she wants"
She wears tiny pink panties and nothing more. A lusty grin on her pretty face tells me what she wants.I shed my clothes and pounce, pinning her body to the bed. After a kiss or two, I slither down and...
Microfiction
Typewriter Of The Damned
"One Soul, Two Soul, Three...She'd Be The Greatest Writer Someday"
"I suppose I could try to warn him that the pussy he is about to bury into is a sharp glass trap into Hell, but who would listen to a typewriter anyways. I'm not even a word processor.""The girl on top...
…. Pants on Fire
"A devastating breakup in a poppy field"
In this poppy field we shared our first kiss and lick. The chanting of the children in the adjacent cornfield drowned out our mutual pleading. Months later we parted in the same field. I rationalized my tears as allergies. Another transparent...
They spread out amidst the flowers (Papaver rhoeas, he said). Waves of shimmering heat turned the blooms into a lush impasto, thick incarnadine whorls. High growths and grasses concealed them. Possessions sat by mute and offended, waiting for the attention they would...
Taking a Chance
"You either take a chance, or you wonder forever..."
We’ve been best friends forever, since we were kids playing little league ball. I’ve watched you grow into this amazing man; I’m so proud of you!But lately when I hug you, I feel butterflies in my stomach. I wonder if...
A Memoir of Paris: Prologue
"My affairs during the Crazy Years"
I celebrated my first manuscript by fucking my first French Communist.It was France during the Crazy Years, the Années Folles. American writers surged into Paris. It was Prohibition in America; I arrived to enjoy the cafes and French culture after...
Traditional is best.
"A girl, a guy, some old tech."
"A typewriter? Who brings a fucking typewriter out into the middle of a field?And it's a Smith Corona. Probably infected. I'm staying away from you." His questioning tone had devolved into incoherent grumbling as he made to rise. But she was...
"What's with the typewriter?""You were complaining about writer's block; I thought it might inspire you.""It doesn't, but I don't care. As long as I am riding your cock and watching your face, you can bring whatever you want."Flowers, typewriters, the sun,...
Bucket List Fulfilled
"She dreamt of this for years and finally was in a position to make it happen!"
She slipped into the locker room unannounced before they even realized she was there. She stripped and strolled through, gently touching bodies as she went.All were surprised at first, but her touch settled any trepidation. They slowly followed her to...
Poppy fields stretched across the landscape, towards the horizon. Two lovers in a passionate embrace laid on the ground, surrounded by a sea of poppies.His lover's legs spread wide, there was one flower he wanted to taste. With his tongue,...