Can’t Wait To Get Home

"“I want to be naked,” I whisper into his ear. Oh, shit, did I really say that out loud?"

“Oh, fuuck,” I breathe loudly. “Your fingers...” Having crawled through my pubic hair, dug around in my dewy slit, and caressed my swelling clitoris, Alain's fingers, three of them I think, are now wiggling their way inside me. My panties...

Summer Rain

"A long-awaited summer rendezvous."

Your train pulls up to the platform and those butterflies in your stomach, subdued by the inevitable delays, suddenly leap back in to life and begin their merry dance again. Will I be on the platform, waiting with a crass...