i sit at the computer, focused intently on something i'm typing. My hair is up in a ponytail, off the back of my neck. i have apparently been sitting still for some time, because i feel stiff, and need to stretch. Before standing up, i stretch my arms up above my head and lean back slightly, arching my back. i have no idea at what point You have sneaked in,...
As I lay there, my mind afloat, drifting in and out of the ocean of consciousness, my body bobs up and down upon the waves of surrender, as I slip and slide between silky sheets. Your voice beckons myself to rise up above and beyond, and as I escape my physical form I try to catch up with my sultry, swift, soul as it races through space and time, over mounta...
I know that I should stay away, but I just can't help myself. I keep going back even though I know it will end the same way. I'll find myself in too deep and I'll get hurt. But knowing how it will all turn out won't keep me away. She's impossible to resist. In the bedroom, she'll do anything I ask. She'll say anything I want to hear. Anything except for tha...
I still remember the first time I laid eyes on the man who would later become my husband. It was during the first week of September 2004. I was walking through the Newton Institute of Technology campus in Newton, Massachusetts, trying hard to get to my next class, Computer Science 101. I was a freshman and in those early days, I was always getting lost. The...
I had been tasked to do a long-term project at work. It started in the February, and I had to move offices, over to one of our other plants. The office that our team was to use, was also shared by the company Sales and Marketing team. Whilst we had no actually daily work connection with the Sales and Marketing Team, we did chat and have a laugh with them...
This was my secret pleasure. To be used. To be a vessel of pleasure. This was why I sought him out--to completely surrender to his control. One night when I came home, he smiled and told me to lock the front door and go to the bedroom. Anticipating the sex to come, I felt the dampness grow between my thighs as I hurried to lock the door and hurry down the h...
"Mad to be had, to be felt and smelled ... I hugged, I snuggled into an armpit, I sniffed the subtle whiff of its tuft, I lapped up the taste of its hot hollow ...I lay still in the notch of his crotch inhaling his sweat." W.H. Auden, A Day For A Lay Did you think underarm odor just happened? That it was a cruel joke of nature that we should stink in a most...
We had known each other for months by the time we actually met face to face. By this time there had been the almost daily exchanges of erotic correspondence, followed by the trading of photos showing how aroused we were by each others' words. There had been many telephone conversations, which invariably ended with both of us masturbating, each listening to...
Apr 2 Butterflies grace me as a tingling in the pit of my tiny stomach, even before I can consciously process – downstairs from the balcony where I stand overlooking the work areas and speaking to my colleagues – the tingle graces me unexpectedly, a half second after my eyes pass over him – tall and mysterious, strong and breathtaking; dark hair and glasses...
It had been a routine day at work; I was coming home in a pretty good mood, feeling I had accomplished a lot and that it had been a pleasant day. Even the ride home had been easy going and enjoyable, something that seems harder and harder to come by with people's impatience on the road and the road rage phenomena; but even that had gone nicely. Funny how so...