From a very early stage in my sexual development, I knew that when I got serious about boys I should be a fellatiator. (MS Word is angrily insisting that "fellatiator" is not a word, but if Colbert is allowed "truthiness" as his defining characteristic then I can take fellatiator as mine.) Between the ages of about sixteen and nineteen I tried to abandon thi...
The longer she stood there, the more Beth found herself torn inside. On the one hand, this was the closest she had come to being caught in any of her little affairs - and she couldn't have imagined a more public place for it to happen. Beth lectured herself over and over as she only half-followed the conversation around her, reminding herself how easily her...
Monday started like the beginning of any other working week. I carried my briefcase past reception and climbed the stairs to my office. Alison, my secretary, had coffee brewing and brought my first mug of the day to my desk. She paused; looking at me with curiosity, then shook her head and left, closing the door gently behind her. I shrugged and settled down...
Could someone please tell me why hammocks are so damn comfy? Perfect for a nap, or a night outside in the warm breeze, or for listening to a ballgame, or watching fireworks light up the summer sky... or for just gazing up into the stars. That's where I was, of course, the stars look so much more beautiful when seen from Hawaii; I still couldn't believe I...
Sunlight bathing Dawn's cheek awoke her. She tried to stretch her limbs, but found it too strenuous for her battered body. Her head was pounding and her eyes seemed under a fog. She tried sitting up, forcing herself to do so, despite the dull pain that ebbed her strength. She rubbed her gray-green eyes with one hand just as the other fell upon a small hand o...
It was too good to be true, like something you would read in an erotic story. But there I was, living in a fabulous house in Denver with a beautiful woman, from whom I had rented a room, who had just asked me to take her to bed. I'd felt confident it would happen eventually but was surprised it did so fast. Everything seemed to be happening fast in that hous...
As Ed left the conference and began walking the three blocks to "their" hotel, his mind began replaying the incredible week. Images flashed through his brain like scenes from a movie. He still was having difficulty comprehending all that had occurred since Sunday afternoon when they had finally met at the airport. It was all one beautiful blur, experiences t...
Natalia, Visiting parents for the weekend. Will be back for evening class on Monday. -Camelia I reread the note one more time before tossing it in the trashcan. Things between Camelia and I have cooled considerably, we mostly communicate via post-it note or the message board on our door. We haven't talked everything out after the slight fall out about...
A Proper Kiss It begins demurely. Unambivalent, but looking for an unspoken invitation. We press slightly; linger briefly. I open my eyes, and look for an answer in hers. Our eyes meet: there is no protest, no turning aside, no averting the gaze -- only a slight catch in the breath. Have I found my answer? I lean forward again, slowly, wondering if she wi...
"Just let me change into something a bit more comfortable," Brittany began. "You," she commanded, "stay right there." Sam, her new toy, gave a slight, knowing grin. Brittany walked from her living room to the bedroom, and practically giggled as she slipped the sweater off. She had met Sam at the bar, looking for a new sub to play with. She was still new to...