I enjoy writing fiction. The characters and situations in my stories are partly experience, partly imagining. I give my orientation as straight, because most of my experience is with women, but I'm open to other things, in other words, I'm straight but a little bent.I appreciate feedback on stories, and will respond to messages and chat.
Jameson rocksFoster's, Lovenbrau, Dos EquiisAny sweet or dry white whine, Riesling, Liebframilch are favesMargaritas with Cuervo Gold and Cointreau
I squirt every time on my own. But have only been able to squirt less than a handful of times during sex or foreplay. I think I'm holding back when I'm with a guy. Even though I only squirt a small amount, I'm always worried someone is going to be turned off by it. Not I.
This is the oath I took when I enlisted in the U.S. Army:"I, _____, do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God." (Title 10, US Code; Act of 5 May 1960 replacing the wording first adopted in 1789, with amendment effective 5 October 1962).So I believe and will defend the First Amendment and FREEDOM.
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I like to look in my lover's eyes, and although vaginal sex is my favorite, the choice of openings is hers. I've been invited to use the back door by several women who seemed to enjoy it occasionally. My concern is her pleasure and satisfaction. Focusing on her always make it better for me.
Her natural fragrance.
Tinnitus, a souvenir of the Army.
depending on the company, it's usually called my cunt... Direct and down to basics. Love it!
A shaft of bright sunlight stung my eyes when I opened them. I turned my face away from it and blinked around the strange bedroom. My head ached and my shoulder was stiff as if I had slept with my arm twisted under me. I was naked under a sheet on a queen bed. I searched my memory of where I was and how I got here. It all came back to me when she came into the room, carrying a tray with two...
Added 14 Oct 2014 | Category Reluctance
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The craving I can’t resist begins in my thoughts. It urges me naked into bed in the fading light of this rain-soaked summer afternoon. Fingers find their way to the center of my need, where I feel the cool gel touch. Like a worn spring the small resistance yields and accepts the first finger’s slick entrance. My heart pounds against my ribs. I struggle to control my breath...
Added 14 Sep 2014 | Category Erotic Poems
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She was warm and supple in my arms; the smell of her filled me with desire. We continued kissing. Her tongue entered my mouth gently, tentatively. I cupped her left breast, felt the stiffness of her nipple. She unbuttoned her blouse and opened it, surrendering her breasts to me. They were beautiful, round and full and firm, the nipples small and pink and hard. I kissed one gently, then...
Added 09 Mar 2014 | Category Flash Erotica
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Chastity was nineteen when I met her. I was nearly twice her age. Maybe I should have had more sense than to go all mushy over a girl so young. Maybe I should have given more thought to the risk, but truth is, she stole my heart. Then she stomped it and kicked it to the curb. She was a part-time writer at the suburban newspaper where I worked back then. I had noticed her but we hadn’t...
Added 24 Feb 2014 | Category Love Stories
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Chastity and I had been a couple. We lived together for two years and enjoyed a wonderful sex life before it ended. I was certain then I would never see her again. It was a shock when she reappeared in my life. I was working in the city at a daily newspaper. I was a member of a journalists’ club that stayed open after closing time, and often went there after work to have a drink. It was...
Added 25 Feb 2014 | Category Love Stories
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Sunday afternoon. Mildred and Holly usually get together Sunday afternoons for a chat and a drink, well usually more than one drink, when their husbands are off playing golf. They're chatting now on Mildred's deck. A frosty pitcher of margaritas and glasses are on a serving table between them. "I had lunch with Marge Friday,” Mildred said. “Did I tell you?" She patted her hair, which...
Added 17 Feb 2014 | Category Seduction
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The telephone woke me out of deep sleep. “I can’t come over. It’s snowing,” she said. I raised my head to look out the window. Large white flakes drifted into the glass and dissolved into droplets that ran in crooked streaks down the pane. “He’ll see my foot prints.” “I understand,” I said, imagining the trail of her feet in the snow between the houses that would betray us. ...
Added 11 Sep 2013 | Category Wife Lovers
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In the small country town where I live, all the husbands work and some of the wives use my skills as a handyman. I work the graveyard shift at the lime plant, so I'm always available during the day to help with whatever they need. You'd be surprised how much help they need with their plumbing. I'm a lab tech at the plant. My job is not very demanding. I make several trips from the lab to...
Added 21 Feb 2014 | Category Wife Lovers
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Karen knew she shouldn’t be thinking about him. Mark looked like one of those “bad boys”, the kind that always got her motor winding, and she knew if he was it wasn’t good to even consider doing anything about it. Besides, there was the tattoo—how would she explain that? Goddamn Sal, she hated him. Another “bad boy” she had gone for. She watched Mark from behind the counter as she...
Added 15 Sep 2013 | Category Straight Sex
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The scream came in the windows with the hot summer air and woke us. When I opened my eyes my wife was sitting up next to me in bed, alarm showing clearly on her face in the dim light in our room. “Did you hear it?” she said in a stage whisper. “Yeah.” I was half asleep. A moment later we heard whimpering, like an injured puppy. My frightened wife clutched my arm and shook it. Her grip was...
Added 04 Sep 2013 | Category Straight Sex
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