(with passages by Sapho) The hours were dragging on. My hectic schedule at my university had strained my pocketbook, my qouta of sleep, and almost all of my personal relations. When I had graduated high school, I thought earning an english lit degree would be simple enough - a class there a seminar here. How far from the truth that turned out to be. I was p...
Author’s note: I’ve gotten great feedback from my stories and to each who took the time to do so, “Thank You!” Several ladies (strangely) have written asking me for more stories about bi-sexual men. I have to admit that I am not bi-sexual. But then again I’m not heterosexual, homosexual or even tri-sexual. I consider myself just sexual. By this I mean that m...
There's something about the outdoors. I had retired to a private cabin off in the woods. After the people, the readings, the conventions, endless media interviews... I needed time and space to be alone, to write. I needed the solitude, the relaxation, the quiet. I had found this place long ago, quiet, secluded, private, and isolated. I often went alone whe...
Sitting next to her husband, Maria watched the miles swish by. Riding the highway in the motorhome, that was the life. But her mind wasn't on the scenery. It was on the events of a couple nights ago – their last evening in the RV park they'd spent several days in. A small smile played briefly across her lips, as she replayed, for the millionth time, what had...
Life is going smoothly for Benni; he's sorted out his double-dipping problem and is happy that Bess seems to adore him. That's a big improvement on her mother whose interest seemed confined to his tongue, fingers and penis, though that doesn't necessarily indicate that daughters are more sophisticated than their mothers. Here we learn more about Benni – his...
"I want to suck your dick." There, I'd finally said it. Calmly and clearly, even though my stomach was twisted into knots. I was back in town, two years after I graduated from college here. I'd asked my former professor, Ethan, if I could have a few minutes of his time, and met him at his home. I'd asked around discretely, and learned that he was still unat...
The scratch of a pen against a well velveted piece of paper was heard, and even echoing into the room that was so barren right now. Through the grasp of the pen was the thoughts of the first time they had one another. She closed her eyes and fell into the trance of that time which made her hold onto him for so long. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * A cold t...
Tonight, I get to see you. Tonight, it is as if all of my fantasies will finally become reality. Tonight we will be together after our long absence from each other. Tonight... You called me earlier in the day to say that you were home for about a day. I was SO amazed to hear from you since it had been about two months since we had last spoken. You had been...
I stood in front of the utilitarian dresser in my hotel room and tugged at the bottom hem of my royal blue crop top. I had spent over a year dieting and working out to get in shape for this weekend, but that didn't change my personality. I was still uncomfortable in such a revealing outfit. My friends and I had flown to California for a four-day weekend at...
She rode the subway into work as usual this morning. In fact everything seemed "as usual" about today. Everything, that is, except for the "special" pouch held tightly by the strap over her shoulder. It was the only thing out of place, and the only thing that could possibly indicate that today was going to be anything but "usual". The innocuous leather pouch...