To my Love, I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it for you. They met by the sea after many years, many miles. Two lovers from times past, both hoping, seeking, dreading, a mixture of anticipation and trepidation of what the other had become, whether there would still be something, anything, or if they were fortunate, everything. As t...
Still shaking from a long session of oral adoration, he kissed up the inside of my thigh, up my tummy to my breasts. I grabbed his head, pulled him closer as I felt his cock sliding against my lips. Out of lust, love, complete devotion, I was overcome with the urge to express what I had fantasized for far too long and whispered to him, "I want to have your...
It's been awhile since I have seen him. I didn't know he was back in town and I'm sure he didn't know I still lived here. My parents passed away and I didn't want to go anywhere. I was picking up drinks to carry outside to the party, I was having a cookout and I invited friends over, I almost dropped the drinks when I saw him. How did he get here? Who invite...
You were in the kitchen, cleaning up after cooking dinner. You were thinking about the guy you met the other night...Jack. You close your eyes, dreaming of what would happen if he were here. You suddenly feel his arms wrap around your waist, feeling his breath on your neck. You feel his warm lips brushing against your cool flesh. You feel the goose bumps ris...
I fish because I love to because I love the environs where trout are found which are invariably beautiful; because , my fishing is at once an endless source of delight and an act of small rebellion; because only in the woods can I find solitude without loneliness; because bourbon out of an old tin cup always tastes better out there; because maybe one day I w...
Waking up naturally is such a mystical experience, especially when succored by company. The morning light peeks subtly through a crack in the curtains, displaying a rectangular plot of light across my partners still sleeping face. This is a very rare occurrence, since he usually wakes up before me. Seeing his care-free expression coupled with the comfort of...
My heart was still pounding as I hung up the phone, his voice still in my head. I stretched out on my bed with a silly grin on my face that just wouldn't go away... I know its something that will probably never happen, and maybe that's what makes it all the more exciting. I began to play back our conversation in my head; nothing really sexual just his voice,...
Jason was pissed off as he drove home, pissed off and horny. Just four hours earlier he was heading in the opposite direction on the freeway, happily traveling the forty-five mile drive to his girlfriend's apartment. With plans for a hot afternoon he maintained a raging erection for nearly the entire drive as he let his imagination visit the naked flesh of h...
Some nights aren't meant to be spent inside sleeping. I live where the cold burns your skin in the winter and then melts it in the steam and heat of summer. My name is Anne and its Indian summer. It had been heavy and hot that day, but now that it was full dark, the air smelled different; cut grass and wood smoke. I'm 21 but I still live at home. My family...
This story was inspired by one very hot man – he knows who he is. . . It all started when he changed his avatar. Jessie had mostly lurked on the message board, posting here and there, but the forum with the pics was her favorite. He was a prolific poster there, and she had smiled to herself more than once at the various signatures he had used – an eclectic...