My mind was racing over what had just happened. Danielle had to have seen me watching her standing there naked. Yet she seemed to like that. How was I going to talk my way out of this one? I figured trying to make some conversation about this was probably going to end up being no good, so I did the next best thing, which was to leave it alone and say nothing...
Note: This writing contains scat, piss, and (because this is relevant and about my personal experience) is related to being transgender. If this isn't your cup of tea, no problem! It won't hurt to skip over this one. I briefly cover something that may trigger dysphoria in trans men. Also, this is my first post here (and first sex themed piece of writing in g...
Back to the Grind Melissa scooted inside the door, putting her hand out behind her to ease the screen door shut, rather than letting it bang loudly against the door frame. She was drenched from the short walk across the entry courtyard. A summer thunderstorm was blowing sheets of rain through the screen door, drenching the rug and flagstones in the entry ar...
Things between the two went on like this for some weeks, every morning they would meet early in the back corner of the parking lot and have quickies. And her shyness wore off quite a bit as well as her hesitant habits as he taught her to 'let go' of those hang ups she had in the beginning about being reserved. He learned that she didn't know why but she had...
I let myself into the house with the keys my younger brother had given me. Although I no longer lived there, there were still some boxes of my things in storage, and he'd asked me to come over and sort out what I wanted to keep or toss, because he wanted to let the downstairs to a tenant. Melissa came with me. It was weird being in the house again. My broth...
As Salaam Alaikum, people. Eid Mubarak to my fellow Muslims. My name is Shukri Abdi Aden, and I'm a young Somali Canadian Muslim woman living in the City of Edmonton, Alberta. I graduated from the University of Calgary with a degree in business management, and work at CIBC. I'm that pretty gal in the Hijab who greets you with a smile when you enter the downt...
I knocked on the door. "I want to watch." "Get lost." "Please?" "Quit begging. Convince me." "Okay, here goes. I'm in love with your anus. Your rectum excites me. Your colon delights me." "Well, well, the pervert is a poet. What else you got, Shakespeare?" "The naked truth is what I got. I want to watch you shit. More specifically, I want to se...
All characters involved in sex, plus the Scotch whiskey, are 18 years old, or older. ******************* My sister's reaction was incredulous. I got off the phone with her, because I could not give her a good reason. Why, after 30 years, did I want to go to my high school reunion? At the age of 48, why did I want to see all those creeps again? After all,...
This happened a few years ago while vacationing in Puerto Rico. My wife and I were down for a week getting away from the cold snowy winter up north. It was great to be down in the tropical sun partying and enjoying the beaches and local fun. Just the standard back story here -- at the time, I was 36 and my wife Donna was 34. We had one kid at home with his...
As Addy and Hal entwined and caught their breath between kisses, he remarked, "Addy, if this is you when I've worn you out, I fear what you'll be able to do to me when you're fully rested!" "Be afraid. Be VERY afraid," she mocked sepulchrally. "Nah, I'll be merciful. I promise." "I knew you were a quality person, not wanting to strain me," he rejoined, eli...