There is perhaps no greater point of contention than the G-spot. Does it exist? Is it just a myth? How does it work? What do I do with it when, or if, I find it? I'll try to address these questions, however I must admit to being a late member to the G-spot camp. Like many men in their early years, my focus wasn't always as attuned to my partner's needs as it...
I lay quietly on my right side, my right middle finger rubbing my enflamed clit, my left hand gently tracing the welt on my ass. He had come to me again tonight, providing what I craved. Replaying the evening in my minds-eye, I smile and carry myself to the orgasm I denied myself during our play, screaming into my pillow as the tidal wave of release engulfs...
I had moved into my apartment nearly a year ago, but was never home. I had class, or concerts, or friends. Shit, most of my time as of late has gone to drinking or trying to get laid; failing at the latter, but excelling at the first. Vodka was my poison of choice, I could barely taste it going down but it would fuck me up quick. Boston was an evil city; it...
"Ooh, it's raining. It's so peaceful.", she says as she looks out the cabin window. "Yes, it is.", he says as he comes up behind her, wrapping his arms around her to look out the window with her. She leans back against him, she feels so protected, safe, and loved right here, in his arms. They went up to a cabin far away, it's a nice sized log cabin in dee...
Are you horny? Are you wet? You’re so lucky. I never knew the value of a wet pussy till I started doing porn. It’s days like today, when I was lying on G’s bed, camera rolling and completely dry, that make me feel sorry for myself and for porn consumers everywhere. We wrapped, no orgasm, and I got back on the T to go home. My smeared slut make-up was magni...
Terry and I stared across the table at each other, peering through the flickering light of the oil lamp he'd lit. He smiled, knowing that my love for him did not require these romantic touches but that I appreciated them a great deal. I smiled, knowing that if things went right, he was going to take my virginity that night. "I love you, Allie," he said with...
His e-mailed instructions had been cryptic... "Prepare yourself for Me – 7pm". I knew what this meant. I was to bathe and shave and lay naked on the couch having left the front door unlocked for His entry. i arrived home at 5pm, 30 minutes earlier than usual. i sat on the couch and leaned my head back, envisioning His arrival. It would take about 45 minutes...
This is the second installment of the series. The Road Trip should be read for context prior to reading this segment. However, with a little imagination one may make the leap well enough to suffice. None of them knew how long they had been waiting. Their eyes glanced toward the building and were fastened upon the door that stared toward them. The door was...
Earth-617 The Jackal was dead to begin with. It'd been easy. Kaine had sent Sasha in, Jackal letting her in, asking her if she needed another copy of her husband or maybe some tea with extra rohypnol, and Kaine had crept up behind him and broken his neck. A little anticlimactic, really. "And I'd thought you'd gotten soft," Sasha said, checking the kill....
(We all have our heroes. This is my homage to those brave pioneers who make mediocre rock music, and then have the audacity to brag about how good it is.) He was a man of small stature, both physically and mentally. Perhaps that's why he chose the Viking name Sveni. He liked the sound of it. At first it was going to be 'Sven', but then he realized if he bec...