Bassline Surrender (145 BPM)

"From club bassline to ruined sofa, two women push into desperation, deliberate wetting, and more than one kind of surrender."

The bass pounded my chest at 145 beats per minute. Sweat and expensive perfume mixed with a whiff of weed in the air. Strobe lights cut the club into sharp flashes, turning everyone into a series of freeze frames, arms...

It Was The Music

"Attractive couple hooks up at a dance, indulges in hot, wet sex. A powerful, wildly thrilling no-name fuck."

In a small, dark, warehouse-like performance venue, my BFF was releasing her first solo album. Already surging through electronic media, her songs were garnering praise from all corners of the artistic community. The room was dark except for the spotlights...

Bella, a sultry Brazilian beauty with caramel skin and curves that could make a saint sin, prowled through the pulsing nightclub in Rio. Her emerald eyes scanned the crowd, hunting for her next conquest. The bass throbbed through her body,...