"Are love and sex an ill-matched pair?"
IIn my last year with our group of young Socialists, we organised dancing lessons in my hometown in Austria. Most of us were in our late teens. I had attended dancing instructions a year earlier and felt confident that I...
"Poetry, Lust and Loosening Ties. Almost a true story."
The following day, Helen rang me at work. It was, of course, a few years before mobile phones and I had given her my phone number at University so that we could keep undiscovered in touch. She was in high...
"Poetry, Lust and Loosening Ties. Almost a true story."
Helen’s voice was calm, and under her tousled hair, there was a shy, almost inward-looking smile on her face. We had a shower, shampooed our hair. Then Helen just waited to be washed by me. As we caressed each other...
"Poetry, lust and loosening ties. Almost a true story."
While Helen was gone, I went to have a piss and quick wash. She came back with two mugs, placed them on the bedside tables and skipped into bed. She told me to behave and not to spill anything on...
"Poetry, Lust and Loosening Ties. Almost a true story."
Helen left me to go to the toilet. On returning, she stopped in the doorway, still temptingly nude, and asked if I wanted a shower. I laughed, “If you mean with you, always!”“I hoped for this answer,” was her laughing...
"Poetry, Lust and Loosening Ties. Almost a true story."
On Thursday morning, having left home for university, as usual, I rang Helen’s doorbell shortly after nine. She came quickly to the door, opening it wide. Helen smiled at me shyly, with her lower lip drawn in. No hello offered....
"Poetry, Lust and Loosening Ties. Almost a true story."
I had been fortunate. My childhood had, partly through the turmoil of the times, partly through parental ‘neglect’, not significantly inhibited my natural sexual development. It was followed by a not particularly adventurous but by fortunate circumstances blessed youth. During...
"It was all for him and not the watcher."
Sue turned towards the bathroom. Looking back over her shoulder, she ordered Mark to get undressed and into bed. Mark obeyed and waited. On leaving the bathroom, Sue stopped in the doorway. She looked down on Mark’s nude shape, on...
"Was it him or he that watched that awakened her to pleasure?"
Instead of the usual hour, it had taken Mark this Sunday morning only forty minutes to clear the city and reach the open road. It was sunny and promised to become a warm December day. With the window open and...
"Sex and Nothing But: Or was It? For Both?"
Chapter 5:After Irmgard’s return from her holiday in Majorca, Stefan had only a fortnight left in Saarbruecken. Worse, in the first week, he had to attend a conference in Frankfurt for three working days. So, they saw each other only...