I'm hot, I'm sweaty, and I'm horney...or is that horny? It's 3:15 in the morning and I'm sitting on the side of my bed wondering, what the heck am I doing here all alone. I'm nuts, just plain nuts! I look at my phone... god... he has to get up for work in two hours, should I be selfish and wake him? Or let him sleep. We just hung up the phone a couple hour...
Last day at work, during the Christmas party, and we simply could not keep our eyes off each other. The deejay in the corner was pounding the room with his selection of tracks, and we danced away all through the afternoon into the early evening, grinding against each other as sweat poured down our bodies. I wanted her, and I wanted her badly. Her winks, sub...
(It's been almost two years since I wrote anything for Lit. Please enjoy.) * To say she was in a bind would be putting it mildly. Rose was in her bed. That much she understood to be clear. The blankets she normally snuggled under were on the floor instead of on the bed. She would have done her first instinctual move which would be to put the blankets and...
Some time after I finally saw the film, the infamous film of my stepmother's prostitution to an exclusive and cruel sex circle to save us from debt and poverty, I visited a sex shop in a big city in the south. Minding my own business, looking through the goods, I was surprised to hear a customer ask the staff for the sequel to Teresa's Torture! Initially...
It started raining as Teagan drove home from work. Raindrops splashed onto the windshields and thunder boomed in the distance. Teagan was exhausted from a long day at the office. Her neat honey-blonde hair was spilling out of her ponytail, and her blouse was wrinkled. She reached into her purse for her cell phone. Nick was probably wondering where she was...
It's a balmy August night in the city, the kind where you try getting away with as little clothing as possible. The air conditioning in the restaurant is going full-blast, and I can see your nipples harden through your barely-there sundress, a series of goose bumps forming along your perfect, alabaster skin. Because we are waiting for the guest you've invite...
It was certainly a surprise to hear from you after losing contact for so long; even more of a pleasant surprise when you asked me if I was free to meet you at a certain motel that same afternoon. Of course I jumped at the chance to see you and was at the door to the room in a matter of an hour or so. The next surprise came when the door was opened. Instead...
I couldn't help teasing you a little last night. After you had told me that you were feeling horny and frustrated, I sent you a message saying that you would have to make do with imagining me lying in bed and playing with myself. You have promised that today I will be getting the punishment that I am owed for my cheekiness... I arrive at your door a few min...
Sean and I finally continue across the lobby, reaching the bank of glass elevators. We stand there, holding hands and waiting for a car, suddenly shy together. The doors of the elevator opens and we enter, moving to the wall of glass that looks over the lobby as we climb to the top floors of the hotel. I can see all the men from the bar, standing in the door...
The Third in a Series of True Stories Susan and I remained friends with Roberta, stopping by at all hours of the day or night. Roberta stayed with us often; the three of us were practically inseparable. Susan, Roberta and I stayed in shape at the gym, going at least five days a week, biking together occasionally, we went kayaking once, and usually had three...