Scar me, rape me, take me, I want to do it all with you. My thoughts run away with me again. Cast these thoughts of sin Out! My brain yells at me. I twist my promise ring and relinquish my obscene obsession over him. Notions of him linger throughout my day. Night comes and I'm hot and disturbed under my covers, trying to dismiss my sexual urges, I screa...
He sat there admiring her beauty. He felt working for a singer was an honor. Especially, one of her status. People started wars over this woman: Arguing about what level of beauty she sustained or how well she could sing or play an instrument. It wasn't only the teenagers that fought over her, but people in their early twenties to late fifties of both sex...
This coffee seems endless. We're getting to that awkward stage where one of us has to tip their hand so we both know where we're going after this, but neither of us want to. Me, because I'm so nervous after so many years of rejection; you, I don't know. I don't know what motivates you yet, what's going on behind those dark, restless eyes. Of course I know yo...
He was waiting at the car as he had promised, half sitting on the hood and grinning at me as I paid the cab driver. The taxi roared off, the sound of the engine reverberating off the concrete walls of the parking garage. He didn't move as I approached, simply watching me, arms casually looped over his chest, raincoat unbuttoned but loosely belted. He was wea...
I first saw her walking along the beach shoreline, tall, blonde, white skirt, with a slit on one side, blue sweater. It was late August, a Saturday night, at almost sundown, with cool easterly winds coming in off the ocean. She picked the time and place. I had parked a few blocks north of where we were to meet, because the beach parking was limited along th...
All decked out to showcase my voluptuous curves, I'm sitting in an armchair in the presidential suite at Portland's Paramount Hotel, sipping champagne. I check my new Tiffany watch. It's 2:31 pm on September 18. Any moment now. I shift excitedly in my chair. I've been wet ever since I left work early for a "doctor's appointment." With each passing month, I...
She'll be round soon. I have to tidy my room. It's a bloody mess! She'll never want to sleep with me if she sees this. 10 minutes until she said she'll be here. Change the bed sheets. Check. Put condoms on the side. Check. Make sure I'm clean. Check. Some form of restraint. Fuck! In the panic of tidying my room I just chucked everything in the closet....
I had been drafted into working on a weekend afternoon by a supervisor at my organic-mix cleaning supply company. My job was just a production floor position, but I had built up enough time and trust there to be allowed free rein without direct oversight. Guys like me generally didn't want to work the overtime, but I needed the extra money and also to keep m...
"Are you sure?" I say, looking into big eyes. Not just any eyes. They belong to the hottest women in our office. "We only have half an hour; I want you to fuck me." You reply with Passion and lust shooting out of your eyes. "That's all I need to know." We head to the store cupboard. I reply. I grab a handful of your hair and Pull the long hair back. The sn...
While you and I are sitting here, I want to see if I can arouse you. Okay? My wife's away, and – thank God! – that bozo you call a husband is away, too. Yeah, I know that's a tough word to take, but you would agree, wouldn't you, that it's a fair word to use describing him, right? Thanks, I appreciate that. So, look, just picture where we are: in my car, wh...