"Based on a true experience that happened to me, hope you like it."
I was fresh out of high school at the ripe age of eighteen, working as a telemarketer and starting college in the spring. My parents had given me some money to help me get on my feet so I moved...
Your voice races over me, eyes seal shut as you become more than skin, a narrow, pure universe, all possessive chords. The initial timbre can easily melt, liquify and reshape meinto smooth limbs lain still, movement tuned to only you....
"She comes because..."
She comes to me when I need her,though she never leaves her chair.She comes to me when she needs me,though her body never moves an inch.She comes to me through a tiny screen,though I rarely see her face.She comes to...
You took my hand softly at first, a partner in this cautious dance, spun through the unknown, gliding along, with, and through me. Just hold on tightly. Just listen to what my body will whisper to only you. How your...
The Rake: "It's fascinating how the perception of people towards an activity, thought and sometimes even a person changes with a change in environment." At least, that is what Rhea contemplated as she walked the length of the art gallery,...
"Are you hungry for something sweet?"
Juices as sweet as a peach Nipples the color of a ripe berry My innocent love I give to thee Along with the gift of my cherry With your hard and mighty staff Please breach me gently my love My...
What does it takeTo write an erotic storyThoughts imaginationOr an active life of experienceThe wonderingsWhen you're bared nakedIn front of a gaggle of menWith hard onsPulsating and throbbingAt your every breathWomens heaving breastsAs their clitsGrow wetter and wetterIs it the...
"One mind's imagination of the perfect fuck"
Like a beautiful flowerYour pussy blossoms to openDevouring anything that slides withinA cock, a finger - or two - even a tongueSoft flesh that quiversWith the flicker of a tongueTightness as your walls pulsateAround my fingers that slide withinThrustingIn and...
I see your name and face in everything, diagrams, architecture, uncharted oceans, candlelit shapes and the mysterious ionosphere, recesses that only dim in your absence. Where latitude and longitude split, where you once noted these fevers, no heat has yet...
