Six weeks later Autumn's threat behind summer's promise has turned into winter's shadow on the door. The sky is gray and will stay that way, except for a few bone-chillingly cold days that seem to bring the sun with them, until about April. The running-sap horniness of summer has settled somewhat, replaced by the occasional gut level desire for the warmth o...
A bean is planted deep in the soil, covered and watered to nuture and grow, and the seed becomes a seedling and rises through the ground, spreads and grows stronger until it reaches the surface, unfolds and reaches proudly toward the warmth and light of the sun. Just as my interest in you was planted and my cock is nurtured from my very life's blood, then su...
Getting to know Nuggy: An Essay The following is a documentary essay on a user of a large pornographic website, who I'll call "Nuggy," which is an abbreviated form of his screenname. There are 89 videos under Nuggy's name, the majority of which feature watersports activities. The videos are listed and described on in chronological order. An emphasis has als...
They were acquaintances with a mutual friend, thrown together under circumstances that precluded knowing each other as anything different or more - until late one night, ensconced on the same couch, speaking with a friend of circumstances past. Hours passed and they remained but their friend drooped and slept. He at one end upright, she reclined, her feet l...
I arrived before you at the hotel as arranged, I prepared everything prior to your arrival. You are told to make your way up to the room, where you knock on the door and wait. As you enter the room, you see the two chairs facing the bed and wonder who may occupy these seats. I command you to come forward and kneel before me. You meekly walk towards me and p...
Comments? Let me know please. No unauthorized use. Romantic-Erotica One hand delicately turns the knob, the spray of hot water falling from the spout above her small frame suddenly stops. She reaches up that same hand and slowly brushes water droplets from her eyes, dark lashes lifting and fluttering in gentle kisses upon her silken cheeks as she blinks out...
The conclusion of the story entitled “A Walk in the Park” After we returned from our little outdoor excursion, I decided that a shower was a good idea. As we walk through the door, I head in the direction of the bedroom, pulling my clothes off along the way. I turn on the shower, allowing the water to warm to a pleasantly hot, steamy fog. I step in and begi...
Mr. Burns was a dork. O.K., perhaps I'm being cruel and a bit insensitive...and even exaggerating. Certainly he would have been considered at least a "Nerd" by today's standards, even though we didn't use the word back then. Most students of today certainly would have considered him so. A math teacher, overly intelligent and always formally dressed which was...
I woke up with a smile on my face feeling delightfully sore from an evening of passionate love making with my man still asleep beside me, his hair spread on the pillow lost in some delicious dream (of me I hoped). I reluctantly got up leaving him in his slumber and went to get showered. We had an intense day planned ahead of us. Showered, hair done and make...
A gentle breeze ripples across my body from the open window, the mellow warmth of a spring morning welcoming another day, another chance to dream of what could be. The sunlight filtering through the window warms my face, my arms chilled from a night wrapped around my pillow, wishing for the warmth of another human being, wishing that things were different an...