Hiro woke up that morning to the scent of something unfamiliar but amazing wafting from his kitchen. He groggily moved to throw the comforter off his body and got out of his bed. He ran his fingers through his long tresses as he tried his best to shake the sleep off. On his way out, he kicked a few articles of clothing littering the floor away and padded d...
I lie here curled on my side. My hands resting under the pillow, the blankets tucked up to my chin. The space behind me so desperately empty. I need you there. Your warm hard plains, pressed against me. I miss your strong arms wrapped around me. Your long legs, too heavy when they lie twisted around on top of mine. My anguished want radiates from me. Can you...
To all of you who wrote comments after All My Children - Part 1 and Part 2 were published, thanks! So many of you folks were polarized over the story that I thought I might try a follow on and see if the readership would approve or disapprove of the conclusion. So, the vote is in your hands. I'd like to think Age Sherman for editing this chapter. My nam...
Hannah Scott was finally home. Summer away from college was a welcomed sigh of relief. It had been a difficult first year living four hours away. Having never been away from home more than a week it took awhile to adjust to her new environment. Although her grades were steady and promising she spent a lot of her time discovering herself. She knew very well...
Being a musician, Brian collected instruments; but not for long. Just long enough to acquire the next better thing at which point the earlier "must-have" would be listed on Craig's List for sale. He thought to himself at times that it was kind of like a mania of sorts. To be totally and completely committed to obtaining "THAT PIANO", and then after buying it...
One night, I went over to the house of the man I was seeing. He is a professional pianist with slicked-back hair, strong biceps, and incredible hand dexterity. I loved it when he'd play me just like he plays his instrument. We began in his living room, making out, pawing at each other, touching each other underneath our clothes. First came my shirt, then my...
The kitchen light snaps into darkness. Tony walks out, carefully watching the two steaming mugs of cocoa so as not to spill them. The room is dark, lit only by the cheery warm glow from the fire. The huge windows to either side of the mantle show lazy snow drifting down to blanket the landscape. He walks to the middle of the floor in front of the fire, step...
Tyne She shoved the last of the furniture over to one corner of the room. Sweating already. She glanced at her watch. 2 o'clock and still plenty of time in the day. The air conditioner was turned off, so it was just the infrequent breeze of the ceiling fan keeping her cool. The windows were open to help with the smell, but they offered no relief from the he...
It wasn't until she was on the subway, holding tightly to her bag of sex toys and texting her boyfriend with one hand, that she realized how badly she needed to piss. Eliza had gotten off work and bolted straight home, desperate to get ready and head to Nathan's as soon as possible: she had showered and changed her clothes, grabbed a snack, and fingered her...
I was home alone for the first time in months. My wife had taken the kids to daycare on her way to work and I just had an early meeting cancel on me. Because work expected me in after 9:30, I had about two hours to kill. Alone. I grabbed my iPad and sprawled out onto the couch after taking off every piece of clothing I had on. My suit coat was over the kitc...