Banananari

"…or are you just glad to se me?"

It slid out and pointed away from her snatch, yellow, rigid, and curved upwards. Its skin retreated from its core, which was firm, soft, smooth, textured, and sweet, with a distinctive aroma. I giggled. “I didn’t know girls could grow these!”...

The Busy Husband

"Dave gets caught up doing things around the house and doesn't notice who his wife is doing."

Deidre had big tits and liked to fuck. [Author’s Note: At this point I understand that for many readers, the above sentence is enough for you to remove whatever you might still be wearing below your waist and “pleasure” yourselves. If...

Parted

"One part. There's more, of course."

Parted Soon, on the cusp, impatient yet Tight-lipped, deceitfully calmed down, down there, Where for the nonce, 'tis without flair Or flare. No twists justify turning wet. Ante-parted. Parted Gentle prestidigitation Charms the entrance, tempts the folds to unfold, To entrap, gain a fingerhold, Or perchance to entrance. Supplication Imparted. Parted North and...

Tentacle Monster Calamari Party (Part 2 of 2)

"After almost getting seduced by the tentacle monster from the bathroom dimension, Lorna has a party."

June was rolling the sushi while Lorna made another small batch of fried calamari. The luscious tentacles could easily be sliced or diced or shaved, and readily blended into a myriad of sushi styles. Cooking it, though, was trickier than...

Eye to Eye

"Their overnight date away from the kids didn’t start off the way they had expected."

The motel room was small but it was clean (since it was clean enough for Becky, it was certainly clean enough for me) and it fit our limited budget. The show at the casino (an additional twenty miles down the...

Ritualized Missionary Sex

"There’s what happened and then there’s the story."

Dinah lay beneath her husband. Susan, I'm going out with Susan. Sometimes she climaxed when they did it. This was not one of those times. She said oh and ooh and aah as he grunted out his seed.  He climbed...

Made for Each Other

"Artificial emotional intelligence"

Designed by man for men. Not hers, alone, Proposed, did she, a valentine monsieur. Designed by her, hydraulic blood of hers, His circuits etched amid testosterone. Though fabricated, they are neither drones Nor flesh. Yet bots with thoughts; commune, confer Their feedback sensor’d genitalia. A peg, a hole, and...