It was the storm of the year. Thunder clapped with vehemence, and fat drops of rain fell on the roof of the small house with tremendous force. Jenifer woke up in the middle of the night not feeling much better than when she dozed off in her sofa earlier that evening. She was dizzy, and for a moment, didn't quite recognize her own house. She was sweating heav...
It had been 105 the whole week. The heat, even for a former self-proclaimed heat lover, had become too much. Today my wife left the house for work, thanks to my recent investments I know longer worked, so I cranked up the air conditioning and lost the clothes. I sat naked in my living room absentmindedly playing with my cock and watching MTV. Although they...
Sumptuous curves under gossamer cotton. A breeze fighting oppressive Carolina heat. A fever of desire. Standing at the foot of your bed, I tremble with anticipation. The flight from Boston was a study in self-control. Waiting to see you. The ride from the airport was agonizing. Wanting to touch you. Silently opening the door and climbing the stairs to your...
The road coming off the reservation is long and dusty. The only pavement you see is the invisible line between the rez and the county. Once on the pavement the cloud of dust that built up on the old pick up truck is bit by bit sailing into the wind. It's about ninety-five outside the truck and you can finally roll down the windows to get some air, but dust h...
There are hotter and wetter places than Houston in August- it's just that most of them are found inside the human body. They were sprawled out on the sofa too tired to move. On the TV a local reporter screamed about "Slime in the Ice Machine" or some such thing and they couldn't have cared less. It was too hot to get up and change the channel- hell it was...
Your instructions were simple. "Be warmed up when I arrive home tonight. I want you to be undressed at the door- on your knees, red, glistening with sweat. I want your cock ready." I received the text mid-day at work and found myself distracted the rest of the day. A few weeks back I told you about how I was turned on by exercise. The increased awareness o...
Sweat covered me a damp sheet, clinging to my flesh, holding the August heat and humidity in. A drop of sweat snaked down between my breasts to pool at my navel. I sighed and rolled to the foot of the bed and reached to open the mini bar fridge. The cool air gasped and died against the heat of the room. The fridge door snapped shut behind me as I rolled back...
I hear her come in through the front door. I put down the dishes I'm washing and turn the corner into the apartment hallway. There she is, standing there. A drawstring bag in one hand, her keys and a water bottle hanging from the other. Her dark hair sits up in a loose ponytail, messy and disheveled. This is it. My favorite part of the evening. She's been...
So, here I am, on a Friday morning, sitting behind my laptop writing down the recent and current experiences as instructed by my beloved wife. Just so you know, as I write this, my dick is enclosed and locked in a chastity cage (guess who has the keys) with a pulsating, vibrating cock ring over the penis tube of the device, hugging my balls at the same time....
As I stepped off the elevator, I had only two thoughts. Lexington Steele and a ride home. I was thinking about the interracial pornography star because I had been working out for about a month but hadn't really seen or felt any significant changes. I was thinking about the ride home because according to my wrist cuff watch, rush hour had started so I had...