At the Gate My hand hovers shaking just within reach if it's goal. Dare I? I want to do it so badly. To open this little bit of wood and metal. To step into the haven of her sanctuary. To invade it like the barbarians of old. Inch by inch I exert the will that would move mountains yet my fingers demand twice that effort. The latch is in hand! I look u...
It had been about four months since Elizabeth and I started our illicit relationship. She was my ex-girlfriend's mom and I was living at her house after I graduated from college. We were the only ones living there, although her other grown children occasionally came to visit. She had given me signals that she wanted a sexual relationship and I picked up on...
A Letter To An Older Man... That Is HARD To Put Down I woke up very hot this morning... After a night of tossing and turning... A long night for a young 19 year old... The heat was unbearable... My skin was slicked w/ the humidity... I slept in my new red Victoria's Secret silk shorts and spaghetti strap tank top... Every turn, every toss the silk rubbed a...
World-famous cook book author, celebrity chef and media personality Paula Deen sat in the office of her psychiatrist, Dr. Roselyn Angelique, and fidgeted slightly in the comfortable couch on which she sat. Things weren't going well for the Queen of Southern Cooking. Ever since that lawsuit by a Black female ex-manager of one of her restaurants hit the nation...
She loved her new job, but sometimes the traveling was tiring and frustrating. Her midnight flight had been delayed by more than an hour. Luckily, she was sitting in the plush lounge of the special airline club with a drink in her hand. The meeting this afternoon had been a success, the stress melting away as she thought about it. She closed her eyes and beg...
Aphrodite Electric – A Phone Sex Perspective (Originally published as a slightly different version in Anything That Moves, No. 12, under the pen name “Areena.” All rights retained by author.) * * * * * As far as you are concerned, I have a tattoo across my groin that says, “Slippery when wet,” complete with a rendering of the Rolling Stones’ logo, huge to...
Our story opens with a phone conversation between Judy and Chrystal, two young girls who have been, as they say, BFFs since grade school. "So Chrystal, what are you and Jude going to do for his eighteenth birthday?" "I can't believe he's finally turning eighteen, he's such a boy, I feel like I've been eighteen for months now." "Come on Chrys, it only been...
Mirror, mirror on the wall... What do you see? Or rather, what personal mysteries do my eyes seek? What human flaws shall this reflection cast inward? Should I tell you the truth? Or would it be better to say that I am ravishing? There is He that tells me that I am beautiful, but am I? He says that I am lush and pleasing to His eyes... Not merely for my...
Her hand held him firmly as she lowered herself slowly. Pausing to rub the swollen head between the also swollen lips of her entrance. She could feel her body swallowing him as she took him deeper. Lower and lower until she rested on his body feeling the fullness inside her. Yasmine tilted her head back, closed her eyes and absorbed the pleasure of it for se...
The warm summer evening was perfect for the cookout. Tom had promised his baseball team a party at our home and I, after much self evaluation and considering the risks, had decided to help him host the event. Tom was constantly bring up the incident at the house and wanted me to promise more. I told him I couldn't promise anything. I knew he wanted me to be...