It was cool in the garden in the evening. A gentle breeze shifted the tops of the flowers toward the setting sun. The colors of the flowers were at their peak and the last of the butterflies were busy collecting their nectar. In the center of the garden was a small clearing that was surrounded by four long stone benches. Behind the stone benches stood ro...
“I think you should sit there and think about me and fuck yourself.” Virginia’s head shot up, eyes wide at that suggestion. “Say what?!” “You know you want to. You’re sitting there thinking about me and missing me. Come on … show me how much you want it.” Virginia’s teeth toyed with her bottom lip as she stood there in her towel, fresh from her shower. Th...
I pull up to your house and smile as I watch you come out. You are wearing the jeans and white top that I love so much. Your hair is in a bandanna, and you smile as you cock your head to the side and wink at me. I find myself staring at you as you walk towards me, you movements are slow and deliberate, you know what I'm thinking and you are enjoying it. We...
"It'll just be a half hour," Jill pleaded. "I just need to shop for a few things for the kids." Half hour, my ass, thought Rob. After twelve years of marriage, he knew that there was no such thing as a quick half hour of shopping at the big box department store after getting dinner out for the night. Moments seemed to turn into hours as they shuffled throu...
Night of Sex—180 West 81st Street, Apartment 5A Jerry yawned. He sat back on his old, comfortable couch. It was his first night as a free man—back from his year in prison. He had been released exactly 12 months after his unfair court judgement, along with his three closest friends: Elaine, Kramer and George. He was glad to be back—he had been lucky to hold...
I can feel your eyes on me from across the room: watching me; watching others; watching my reactions to others. Looking over, I smile gently at you, and then turn back to the conversation that swirls around me. I listen to the voices and respond to the chatter, but I'm not really part of the conversation. My thoughts are with you. I excuse myself from the...
Your touch and your voice, both at the same time. I want to touch a part of your body, and as I touch it, you say what it is I'm touching. You blindfold me, so I can't see. I hear you, taking off clothes. Zippers, buttons. Rustling as you become more and more naked, yet I can't see, only hear. After a while, I notice no sound, just our breathing. I hear your...
She closes her eyes to savor the sensations as her hand brushes gently over his face and hair. As much as Megan loves to look down at him as he lies between her thighs, at other times, she loves to lie back and just enjoy the sensory overload. One thing is for sure, when they are in bed, she must touch him. It is a need beyond desire, it is as basic to her a...
Sunlight filled the room as Miria started to wake, she seemed to feel a renewed sense about herself. She climbed from her bed and gazed down at the simple band of silver on her finger. Miria had thought it to be a dream, but now in the beautiful morning light, she could see it wasn't. As it sank in that it was real, she felt her heart flutter in her chest an...
It was a warm summer night with a light breeze. Brian couldn't sleep and he didn't want to be in his room, so he decided to go for a walk. As he made his way down the street, he happens to look over and see this beautiful lady opening her bedroom windows. He wasn't normally one to sit and watch at a distance but he couldn't help himself... (however, for som...