I love to jerk off. I loved it the first time, and I love it thirty six years later. I hope I'll always love it. No matter what my lovers have thought, yes it's sexual, but it has absolutely nothing to do with my sex with them. My masturbating has nothing to do with whether I like sex with them, it doesn't mean I do or don't want sex with them. It's just tha...
This character has nothing to do with the Isaac in Midnight Plush (q.v.). The idea for this story came in a dream, and that was his name in the dream, so I didn't change it. This is the closest thing to a traditional short story I've submitted, and I would really like solid critique on it. Especially, did I do a good job of writing from a man's point of view...
Lydia sat on the platform and sighed. She felt kind of silly, just sitting here all day staring at her husband. What she needed was a hobby. Well, she had a hobby, but she liked sharing it with Darguni. This time of day, both Darguni and Bradly were in the yard. Knowing what she'd seen firsthand, while the sons were technically trainees, they were next under...
Chapter 2 -- Cara and Keiji meet...in his car. I decided to skip going back to the office; I knew the night was a bust and I was in no shape to sit over a box full of work papers. Instead I drove home from the middle school with a blur of tears wavering in and out of my vision. I couldn't seem to stop crying, just as I couldn't seem to stop myself from havi...
To Whom It Probably Will Not Concern; This letter is probably a long time in the coming. After all we've been through, I've repressed, regressed, alienated myself and others, grown a little, shrank a little... Frankly, I don't think there's any part of the emotional range that I have not experienced while I've been with you. Whether or not this is a good or...
I love the walk from the couch to the bed. There is something about the sultry way your hips sway back and forth, the light fingertip guidance your hand gives mine as we ascend the staircase, the look of sexual anticipation in your eyes as you look back at me and smile wickedly, biting your lip and teasing me with your entrancing blue eyes. Halfway up, I pul...
Jim sat behind his desk watching what passed for news now and wondered how the world came to this. He was worried about his students, his country, his school and the world in that order. It had been over a year since the Corona Virus first reared its ugly head in Wuhan, China. Contrary to promises made by nearly every world government and the various drug co...
"Hey Jane," Dexter said coolly, moving past the slender girl. As he walked, his flaccid cock bobbed subtly. Though the blood flow to his member was evidently minimal, that didn't stop the aches Jane felt deep in her uterus from just the sight of it. She knew Dexter wouldn't be looking, but if he had cautioned a glance, he might have caught a shimmer on her p...
After the emotional breakfast over my employment status, bodies got dressed and filtered out of the house. The twins said they had wrangled use of an aged but usable practice beam from the collection at their gym. They might be able to get a friend to deliver it today. I put in an appearance at the lab, but there was nothing going on, and I was thinking may...
This story does refer to bodily functions. If this offends you, read no further. All characters are 18 or over. ***** Maureen Kent had never thought twice about spanking her son and daughters, now that they had moved back into the family home. The eldest, Donna, had graduated college and at 24, had landed a good position in an up-and-coming venture capital...