His Hands

"Our first date became something more very quickly."

His hands were large and soft. That was always the one thing I remembered most about him. When we would lie together he would run his hands up and down my torso. Caressing me gently, warming me all over slowly....

How we could have met

"Imagining how we might have met when we were teenagers"

This is a fictional tale, imagining what may have happened if my partner and I had met when we were teenagers instead of in our middle age.It was the summer of 1989. Teresa, a 17 year old girl, was working...

When I exhaled

"Sarah discovers that she is a squirter."

The smoke from the Camel cigarette filled my lungs. I exhaled audibly. It was early morning. 4:04 am to be exact. Ren had already fallen asleep. My bedroom was dim. A single vanilla scented soy candle cast an eerie glow...

TOWERING PASSION

"It’d been sex of a different order--frantic, intense, almost driven--and on our first date."

TOWERING PAS IONby Rumple ForeskinLate afternoon sunlight reflected off nearby treetops as we climbed the scuffed wooden stairs of the old forestry service fire tower. Once above the nearby pines and oaks, the horizon opened up. Green forest stretched for...