I swear he was planning to devour me when I hit the "Close Door" button on the elevator. The look in his eye was so frightening that I almost peed when I saw his hand snake in before the two halves met. The door opened again and he stepped in, looking at me like I was a lamb and he was a wolf.I was cowering in the corner, and for some reason, I felt that tingle between my legs that told me that my panties were getting wet...

"Don't resist. Don't talk." I had just pounced on her, wrapping one arm and one leg over her, pressing my hard cock against her thigh, and gripping her against my chest as she tensed up at my words. I wait to see what she does. She says nothing and does not resist. I feel her relax. I am a predator and she is prey. On a scale of one to ten, my predatory urge is at level ten. If she resists, my conscious will would contest...

I awake lying naked, on a cot, in a pure white jail cell. Well, almost pure white. There are four black video screens on one wall. As the only non-white things in the room, they attract the eye.There is a large screen in the middle. It is at the eye level of someone seated in the room's only chair. The other screens are on both sides and above it. The cell also has a cot, a toilet, a sink, and a door with a small view por...

I am lying naked, on a cot, in a jail cell, if jail cells are ever pure white. Well, almost pure white. There are four black video screens on one wall. As the only non-white things in the room, they attract the eye.There is a large screen in the middle. It is at the eye level of someone seated in the room's only chair. The other screens are on both sides and above it. The cell also has a cot, a toilet, a sink, and a door...

Nymphomaniacs should not become General Practitioners. It's too stressful when we have male patients. The monitor on my desk is showing me the exam room where my only male patient since my med school disaster of 25 years ago awaits a visit by a very special diagnostician. Planning this for several days in advance, I've followed my husband's advice and worn thigh hugger stockings instead of pantyhose, and my sexiest silk p...

"What's wrong, Tish?""Oh nothing, Chaz. I just got friendzoned by a guy I like, um, used to like. He's number one on my shitlist now.""I know the feeling."Charlie's StoryAnd I do know the feeling. I'd spent almost two years mired in the friend zone of Trisha's roommate. But this isn't about Lisa. I came upon Tish as she walked across the campus of our large midwestern university, and I noticed she was crying and I wanted...

"Honey?" 'Oh shit!', Charlie thought, 'Red alert! I already know I'm not going to like this.' 'Damn!, Sonni thought. It was clear that her husband of eight years had just gone on the defensive. 'He probably even used one of his damn Star Trekisms. I hope it wasn't a red alert.' She had been feeling kind of unloved lately because he had been traveling on business too much. But now she felt she had to continue. "I've been t...

This is a sequel to Airgasms Between Orgasms and you will miss much if you haven't read that. As he turf-surfs at high speed a mere few inches above the ground under his parachute, he looks so graceful and confident that I suddenly see him as the master of the sky that he is. He hits the ground running and slows to a stop right next to me. "Hotdog." "Don't try this at home. We're what you call, professionals." I laugh, "Y...

This is a sequel to Airgasms Before Orgasms and you will miss much if you haven't read that. "Just you, me, and the sky then." "I like the sound of that." "Does that mean I can bum a ride back to town with you tomorrow?" I knew right after I said it that something was wrong. Randi tensed up like she'd just heard a pilot say, "Oh shit." She rolled off me and turned her back to me and I could sense the heat getting sucked o...

"Hey, Sis. How's your love life?" Toni plunks her coffee down on the table and moves my jacket from the other chair before sitting down. I close my book and take the jacket and hang it on the chair back behind me, catching sight of the back of a guy with sun bleached brown hair, a little shaggy, but not overly long. He's wearing a nice dress shirt. He's got a nice back, with broad shoulders narrowing toward a waist that's...

Rose pulled me from the bar, down the street, and into the train station. Never once did we stop touching. I stood behind her with my hands on her hips as she paid for our tickets. We remained physically linked as we boarded and even as we sat beside each other. The train was not crowded. The Friday evening rush was already through. "This is all too easy, Rose." She tensed. "Yes, it is. Please, Charlie, trust me. We'll di...

I was glad I was wearing tight briefs and dark pants when I met Rene in the hotel atrium for a continental breakfast. My cock was being unusually response to pretty women. I think it was because my asshole was still feeling kinda stretched and overused from her strapon the night before. I was proud that I could "man up" and take it, even though she had verbally attacked my manhood and given me reason to feel like a wimp....

She was there the next day. Standing at the railing. Looking at the water. Drinking her coffee. Aware of my presence as I drank my coffee. As I also drank in her presence. I sat on the bench and admired the view, as I had the day before. It was only one day after we first melded our minds through brief eye contact. Two occurences create a pattern. Patterns signal the beginning of habits. Every work day for the next few we...

I'm startled awake by the sound of something tapping against my car window. I'm shivering and I open my eyes to a bright fog. I sense movement outside my window and I wipe the condensate off to find a New York State Trooper staring at me. "Ma'am, are you okay." His voice sounds remote, so I turn the car key and roll the window down so I can see and hear him better. "I'm fine officer. I just needed to sleep." "Ma'am, maybe...

I open the door and see a man with the face of an angel. "Package for Ms. Cynthia Sawyer." I'm stunned by his beauty and of course, he is stunned by mine. I smile and his face lights up. I consider dragging him into my apartment and fucking him until he begs for mercy, which would probably be a while considering who's fucking him. But I glance down and see the return address on the package. It's from Boston. Marcy and I w...