It's Valentine's Day, and I'm single. Again. But instead of hiding out at home like all the other sad singles on V-Day, I'm on a business trip. If you can call following my best friend, who's a very distinguished fiction writer, to book signings a business trip. We're staying in this fancy hotel in New York City. We have a shared room, but I opted out of goi...
Will you remember me? she asked, her voice so soft coming from the dark of George's bedroom, I think not, but I'll remember you and this night. They had spoken for what seemed like an hour, George intent to lay her down. "There's no way I can forget you, Belladonna." You forget my curse. Ah, can two people join, my dear, really join intimately as their e...
It's funny. Less and less time passes during these meetings between the initial salutations and the pants removal (or what I like to think of as "opening ceremonies"). I sat, putting a foot or two between us, giving the initial impression of some awkwardness, but knowing from experience about how much distance is needed between our bodies. We said our hellos...
At nineteen, hormones drove my entire life. Everything I did centered around sex and the possibility of getting some (any). I was a six-foot three inches, 190 pound, sandy haired, handsome devil, so I didn't have too much trouble in that department, but I could have gotten a lot more if I wasn't so inexperienced. I had just graduated from high school an...
Hey Guys, I'd like to apologize in advance for this story. I'm aware it's well outside of my frame of knowledge, I'm aware that more than a few parts could be considered gross. I warn you of guts and snakes and gay activity. This will not, on the upside for some of you, turn into a conventional mpreg story, but it may turn to one about a transsexual disorde...
Rylan was grateful for this moment to collect her thoughts. Jake had talked until the sun had come up about how he had found her and what it meant, specifically to him. She was overwhelmed. Could Jake be right about this Luna? Rylan was not religious by any means, but she had always believed in a higher power. And it did make sense to her that there would...
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this." Eileen was starting to sweat seriously now. It had been chilly in New York, even colder on the plane. Her little white ribbed turtleneck had been just right. But now, in the middle of the Arizona desert, she was dying. "I thought it was your idea," Tom countered. Actually, it had been the two of them. They had...
Author's note: Thanks to J Swafford for creating the premise for this in his original work 'The Body Shifters'. I reached out and told him I was working on this when it was almost ready and received his permission to post. He told me he was looking forward to reading it! This is my first story, I started this back in 2013 but didn't know where to go with...
A few minutes later Jenny and I were kissing tenderly on the bed while the shower came on in the bathroom. I looked into Jenny's blue eyes and she looked seductively back at me as we held each other. She was still wet with sweat from the exertions of Carlos' vigorous fucking, her dirty blonde hair sticking to her forehead, making her sexier. I was also flush...
Disclaimer: This story is fictional, written to entertain and titillate. Some references to yoga and tantric practices or techniques are more realistic than others - which tradition, is a whole another conversation in itself. The text does not describe how a yoni massage should or could be done by a professional therapist. Many thanks to my editor and beta...