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A Gulf Coast Welcome I

A mature, lonely man meets a naive young divorcee.

This was not a trip I had looked forward to taking. Mother's Day was approaching and I was due to fly out of Long Island for Tampa-St. Pete to visit my mom in the Alzheimer's wing of the residential hospital where she has had to live (if you can call it that) for the past ten years. At least my visits to her would be merciful insofar as my time with her would be relatively short. Her best,...Read On


Dear diary, I met a girl

The day I met Samantha Fox

Dear Diary, Last year, I met a girl. Actually, that's inaccurate, because she wasn't a girl. She was a woman. A lady. A goddess. The most stunning creature I had ever laid eyes upon. It was in a coffee shop, which was something that made me laugh when I thought about it, because I don't really go to coffee shops, but for some reason, that day I did. I was sitting at a table, reading The...Read On


Blondie's Midnight Snack

It's Just A Midnight Snack

I wake with a need, one I can’t explain, but it hurts. It hurts deep inside; you know the type of pain only a lover can help relieve. I watch him sleep, and he is perfectly beautiful in the moon light. I notice the time; it’s late, close to 3:00 in the morning. I can’t help it, I need him. He is sleeping on his back, wearing nothing, as he always does. He looks so peaceful; it’s a shame...Read On


Do You Think You're Beautiful Now?

first time with your boyfriend Tom Hiddleston.

“How can  anyone,  especially  you , find all this” — you wave your hand around, gesturing to your naked body lying before Tom on his bed — “attractive?” “You see fault where I find beauty,” he says gently, running the backs of his fingers down your cheek. The corner of his mouth turns up. “By the end of this night, you will feel as if you could tempt a saint.” “Why would I want to...Read On

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The French Cowboy

My homage to Louis L'Amour.

The wind was whipping the dust into tiny twirling columns that appeared and disappeared seemingly at will. It was brutally hot in the late August afternoon even though the sky was darkening and storm clouds were threatening. On the hour the Lutheran church was tolling its bell, its open door beckoning to wavering souls. John walked with the gait of a young leopard, his eyes watching...Read On


An Evening in Paris Ten Years Later Part 4

We celebrate our tenth anniversary with a very special day.

Another beautiful day dawned over the city of Paris with the sun shining brightly. In the streets below our balcony, people trudged home from working the graveyard shift or partying all night, and delivery trucks and trash pick-ups maneuvered slowly through the city. I lay in bed looking at Shelley, my lover, next to me sleeping. In the early morning sun, she looked like an angel curled...Read On


For a Friend

Just an intro...

Thirty seconds was all they had. For her it was all it took. Her mind was a whirl of alcohol and euphoria; the infectious intoxication of the evening's events to that point swirled in her consciousness to create a maelstrom of desire and unadulterated longing for the man who held her now. They had a history but that didn't matter. What mattered was the sense of urgency with which his body...Read On


The Meeting (Pilot)

A meeting between two online friends

Susie grinned, checking her reflection in the mirror. Okay she was no model, but her sea coloured eyes and her freckles made her seem like she was as sweet and as innocent as she sometimes wished she was. She tilted her head from side to side and tested the way her hair fell, her teeth closing on her lower lip as she tried to practice a seductive look. She humphed and frowned as she just...Read On


From Friends To Lovers

She was having a serious case of déjà vu. This was the third time she had been in this situation. “Just wait there and I’ll get you some coffee,” she told Andy as she pushed him to sit on the couch. “I don’ need any coffee, I’m fiiine,” he slurred. “Oh yes you do,” she called back from the kitchen, “you're way too fucking drunk.” “You know me sooo well, Jenny,” he slurred again,...Read On


Dream Sequence With My Pancake Man: Part III

An erotic morning in the shower brings us both to climax.

I tell myself that loving a man will only ever hurt me, and those three words form one of the deadliest sentences: “I love you.” Those are the tolls of love’s death. Not many understand the reality of my Pancake Man--The yearning I have inside of me for him that never died even as my hope withered. But hope, like a Phoenix, rises from the ashes and takes wing. And so my dreaming continues and...Read On


Pool of Dreams

The cowboy is at it again!

So the cowboy is at it again! He keeps invading my dreams! Blue skies, cool breeze, hot sun and an infinity pool overlooking the horizon of the country. Rolling green hills, faint clouds in the sky, the perfect summer day. I lean against the edge of the pool, right in the center. To my left, another gorgeous view of the country side. To my right, a pine deck with a hot tub build in attached...Read On


Dream Sequence With My Pancake Man: Part II

I have a different appetite right now...

I can’t seem to keep my head out of the clouds. My dreams of him never faded but I got better at ignoring them for my own sanity. Now they are harder to ignore as my hope is slowly being revived. Another dream beckons.... I look up and greet him as he walks through the door from work. He looks well-worn and hungry. “Dinner is almost ready,” I smile as he wraps his arms around me and kisses...Read On


The Last Time (Part Three)

Iris loves this man

"I. . . I want you," he said. Ash didn't know what else to say. She understood everything about him, to the point were he didn't need to take the extra steps to explain himself. Iris didn't need an explanation. He gently pushed her against the apartment wall, taking note of how relaxed she was becoming. She would let him do anything to her. His body instantly responded, the logic of...Read On


What Happens When You Leave The Side Door Open

This is what happens when you leave the side door open.

Rose leaned against the counter daydreaming, the soapy dishes in front of her being cleaned by unthinking hands. A shiver curled from her neck down to her toes, as she remembered last night’s bout of love-making. Her husband was perfect in her eyes, and last night was the first time in their marriage that they had ever gotten into a row that large. She wasn’t the stay-at-home type. She...Read On


The Last Time - Part Two

Iris gives in

"Iris," he said softly, "Turn around." At the sound of his voice Iris had taken an immediate step back. Ash was sure his life was going to crumble. He'd never felt so rejected. He never wanted to hear her say no. "Ash, what are you doing here?" Iris softly whispered. She dropped her head to stare down between her feet and pulled her shirt closed. She was hiding herself - from him. He...Read On


Shania, Epilogue

The truth according to Shania.

A year after I helped Shania bury her husband (we always referred to him as the ex), Shania and I were married, in a church, no less. Shania’s vision had a spiritual aspect that I hadn’t anticipated. While I had some trepidation about this facet and the effect it would have on our relationship, my wife, my brilliant, intelligent, and incredibly beautiful wife proceeded to educated me. ...Read On


Shania, Pt. 4

The vision is revealed.

We decided on a little bistro close to our apartment building. It was kind of dark, cool, and intriguing. The food was excellent. I didn’t eat much, though, as I spent most of the meal just looking at the angel across from me. “What’s wrong?” she asked. I shook my head. “Not a thing. I just can’t get enough of looking at you. You make this dark room bright.” “Thank you, I think.”...Read On


Shania, Pt. 3

Try as I might to argue otherwise, Shania is convinced that I love her.

I stood on the landing, looking at the “C” in brass on the door for a few moments. I hadn’t had anywhere near as much bourbon as Shania had, but felt my head swimming. This was not a good situation, I thought. Still, maybe she’d go inside, fall into bed and go to sleep. That way I’d be spared any further emotional havoc this particular day. As I moved away from her door I shook my head to...Read On


Shania, Pt. 2

The gorgeous widow leans on the neighbor for support after her loss.

I unlocked the door for her and pushed it open. Shania strode in as if she owned the place. She walked straight to the window, placed her clutch on the sill next to the two glasses left from earlier in the day. Without a word, I grabbed the glasses and carried them to the kitchen. I rinsed them under cold running water, swiped them out with paper towels and grabbed the bottle. I returned...Read On


Shania, Pt. 1

The devastating 27 y/o widow turns to her mature neighbor for moral support.

Shania Taylor was too damned young to be a widow. But, that’s what she was. Her husband had been killed in one of those idiot drunk driving accidents. Unfortunately, he’d been the one drunk. Fortunately, he’d lost control and slammed his truck into a tree. He didn’t kill anyone else. The impact broke his neck, and left his 27-year-old wife a widow. She looked stunning in black. Her blonde...Read On


What if...

What if we had one night...

What if we had one night? Would it be enough? What would it be like? I have thought about it over and over. Every scenario has played through my head. Would it be a night of rough hard core fucking? Would it be a night of tender love making? Would it be a night of just holding each other and simply enjoying each other? I never thought in my wildest dreams that I would fall in love with...Read On


Our Hong Kong Affair

“Hey. How’re you doing?” The question was a familiar prelude to our many telephone conversations. “Great now,” I smiled into the phone. It was a luxury being able to talk on the phone in the evenings, but he was on a business trip and my husband was at one of his eternal meetings, so we had a bit more freedom than usual. “It’s so nice to hear your voice.” We never wondered why we...Read On


What if She Wakes part 1

Jason wants Giulia to go to a nascar race with him, then they engage in oral sex and fingering.

" I would really love it if you came to Florida with me and my mother for a nascar race," Jason said to me, as we cuddled on his bed. I stared at him with an astonished expression on my face, my eyebrows slightly arching and jaw dropping open a little. He immediately noticed the reaction I gave and said "OK, fine, it was just a suggestion. You don't have to go if you don't want to."...Read On


'A Dark Night'- Chapter 1

Ari's world was turned upside down when a stranger rescued her- but this stranger was a vampire

Chapter 1- A Dark night The dull hush that had washed over the library since it had almost emptied was peaceful, until a small thud sounded waking Ari instantly. The disturbance had been caused from her head falling against the thick notebook on the desk below. Glancing down at her wrist watch, she rolled her eyes; it was just after 11pm. It was the end of another exhausting day...Read On


Passions and Lust - Chapter 1

Lana and Tommy's story

The skies were bright and blue. Very few clouds spread as far as the eye could see. The meadow was a luscious green with rolling hills. It was an incredible view of the little town of Brantwood. She sat under a tree, looking at everything she could take in. She often sat there when things went wrong, or if she needed some time to herself to mull things over. Her name was Lana. A...Read On


A dream in a cabin

A dream I had that I wish could come true

So, I had this dream last night, but it wasn’t any ordinary dream. It was so hot, it made me wake up to my heart pounding so hard and so loud, I thought it was going to break out of my chest.  I was in the woods with a certain “cowboy” (I was even 4 sizes skinnier – an added bonus for me). It starts to rain, so we run into a nearby cabin. At first we were laughing, but then, the awkward...Read On


Welcome Home

Reuniting after a long time apart

It’s been weeks since we were together. Time has crawled by and my thoughts are still on our last phone conversation. Randy spoke of many things and reminded me to pick him up at the airport.  As I stand in the gate terminal waiting for him to arrive, I see him instantly; he has his duffle bag slung over his shoulder and is wearing jeans and a t-shirt. He is scanning the terminal trying...Read On


George Part 3 - The End

The ending to something incredibly intimate for me.

Young Mrs. Anna Dustin sits in a baby nursery, decorated in pinks, yellows, and whites. She’s only twenty seven, but everything is falling in place for her, finally. As Anna stares into the small delicate face of her newborn daughter, she reflects back on her life before little six point nine pound Demi Alice Dustin came along. * As for most teenagers, high school is a rough time, it’s...Read On


Come down this road with me

Was he the kind kind of guy that wanted a naughty princess in need of being spanked?

If there was one guy Mary would really want to meet, it would have to be William. A short profile of him will have to be as follows; Very sexy, blue eyes, his greying hair was neatly trimmed like that of an ex-marine, which suited his athletic build. Mary imagined him to be around six feet tall, with sensual lips. Mary loved men that kept a diary. Reading his diary kept her busy for...Read On


Parisian Surprise - Part Seven

Robert and Juliana spend a week in Paris and enjoy the city and all of its pleasures.

This is the seventh and final part of “Parisian Surprise”, written with Alphamagus. While it can be read on its own, we feel it will be better enjoyed if you read the preceding segments. Robert and Juliana have been having an exceptional time in the City of Light and love. There have been new experiences, like playing the game of submission and dominance, sex in public places as well as...Read On