When I wake up in the morning I feel your absence from the bed before I even open my eyes. I lay there for a bit listening for sounds of you in the house, but there's nothing. I roll over and look at the clock. It's 7:45. The sun is up but low, still casting heavy shadows into the backyard beyond your night stand. I lean over and put my face on your pillow,...
A fictional tale of a desperate husband trying to rekindle his marriage with his abusive cheating wife. They have a vacation in Paris, but their car breaks down. They seek help at a mansion. However, there is something off about the residents. My first attempt at experimenting with detailed description of environment and erotic horror. Love it or hate it. I...
Trish lived a little over an hour away from the mountains, some of the most beautiful in the world, in many people's opinion, but she practically never got out to them. She was busy with school, work and a full fitness regime. Yet she yearned to go out and climb in them. A very athletic woman Trish loved the idea of pitting herself against the natural sple...
Chapter 03 The Tantric Spiritual Retreat Preface Arriving at The Tantric Spiritual Retreat Your Right to be You Love & Tantric Sex Cuddling and Hugging Soraya and the Truth about Gender Fluidity We Finally Get to Tantric Sex Techniques Tantric Massage Doing Some Late-Night Swotting with Mark Sadomasochism Consumed and Devoured by Sh...
"I'm so glad we decided to blow off classes today and get an early start," Karyn said as she drove. "Oh, God, yes," Tia agreed. "I would have fallen asleep in my econ class anyway. That professor is so boring. And on a beautiful Friday too." "The weather is perfect. We deserve a little break." "You got that right, girl. Thanks for inviting me along." "Th...
Advice to all you men out there: if you start seeing wasps, run like hell. My name is Mike. I met Laurie in grad school -- I got an MBA, she got her JD. I got a job as the Chief Financial Officer at the real estate firm run by Laurie's best friend, Valerie. Laurie joined a big time litigation outfit in San Diego downtown, and developed a lucrative practice...
These following stories will be writing part in the first person where Harm and Mac speak about their past affairs and past in the third person where their stories unfold as they occurred. ***** Harm and Mac got to her apartment after work. They were both glad it was Friday and they wanted to get comfortable and start back in on their stories. Being Friday...
Chapter 1: Iris was invited by her parents for supper. They assumed that she was still together with Leo for Iris hadn't told them that she dumped his ass and had him serving tricks. The two decided to go there together, for Dez wanted to meet Iris' family. "Fuck. My dad and my mom are gonna freak out when they see me with you. Just the thought that thei...
Somewhere between the "FUCK YOU" and the "YOUR MOM'S N'OLD HAG" and the "LAST TIME YOUR IDIOT BROTHER CRASHES IN OUR PLACE", Steven noticed that the rain sure had become more and more cerebral. It was like the skies and his wife were singing on the same tune. In a split second of quietness he was able to slip in a humorous thought of how maybe there should b...
NOTE: This story begins in 1996. Cell phones were expensive and uncommon. People were starting to buy personal computers for home use and had discovered email. Cars had cassette tape players, and VCRs were the main way to watch or record a movie at home. Airports were still hang-loose about who got to greet or see you off at the gate. And you couldn't legall...