The Morning Run It was a chill spring morning when I met up with Melanie in front of her house, dressed in my black track pants and grey parka with a good pair of red running shoes. We had been confined to our homes for the last 2 months and it was really starting to take a toll on our sanity. Mel and I had met up over the last few days after we decided i...
When the phone rang and Phylicia saw who was calling, she beamed. "What time should I pick you up, Sweetie?" It had been so long since she'd had seen Riley, her excitement was off the charts. She wasn't just counting days, she had a timer on her desk that displayed hours, minutes and seconds. "Sorry, Baby. Business." The voice on the other end was disappoin...
Carrie's heavy breathing developed slowly and steadily into soft moaning and then eventually into loud, persistent groaning, before finally erupting into seemingly endless shrieks and shouts of pleasure. Genelle described the experience of listening to the regular afternoon routine as aural sex. Separated by one thin wall with seemingly no insulation, Genell...
It was about a month later before I got an opportunity to see Natalie again. We talked almost everyday though, whenever her husband and kids were gone to work and school. My husband and I had taken our kids to their grandma's for the weekend and were waiting around our house impatiently. Natalie, as promised last time, was going to come to our house so my hu...
Wow, I thought as I looked into her sparkling blue eyes. I had just made love to my best friend, my beautiful best friend. The one who I have longed for, the one I have desired these many years. She had given me pleasure that only she could and allowed me to pleasure her in ways I thought would never happen. My body still trembled from the excitement and t...
On my last trip to Asia, the hotel had a wonderful health club, with sauna, steam bath, showers – everything you might want when traveling. One afternoon after working out, I decided to take a steam bath. I showered briefly, wrapped myself in a towel and stepped into the steam room. The steam was hot and thick and it was difficult to see at first. I found a...
Geneen, Paula and I went from the bedroom into the bathroom, and turned on the shower. The massage setting on the showerhead seemed to be the best choice as we moved beneath the water. The rhythm of the pulsing stream felt so sensual on our already sensitized bodies – the afterglow of our recent sexual calisthenics was with us still. I adjusted the temperatu...
"Wake Up Call" "Mistress?" Debbie spoke softly, barely loud enough to be heard over the musical snoring that filled the bedroom. She knew, empirically, that she should be speaking louder, but when she looked down at her lover's face, features softened into an angelic innocence by sleep, she couldn't quite bring herself to fulfill her duties all that vigorou...
In the dream, I push through the double doors into a wide ballroom bigger than any room I've ever imagined before. At least, I think it's a dream. It feels like a dream; my legs feel like they're churning through warm water with every slow, languid step, and the sounds in the room have a distant, echoey quality. Like they're not really happening. I hear the...
"So, your name is Fartuun Asif and you've got a habit of farting at the worst possible times, man, that's absolutely frigging priceless," says my roommate/girlfriend Catherine Malemba, laughing merrily. We were sitting in the living room of our shared apartment in the Glebe area of downtown Ottawa, Ontario. Just two young women smoking shisha, relaxing in fr...