I was born at a very early age many years ago but now live in an off the grid cabin in the woods similar to the one in some of my stories. I was an educator, baker, cafe owner and now I write everyday beginning at 4 am. All of my novels are available on Amazon's Kindle: Twins of Atlantis, Daughters of Atlas, Children of the Dream are my Atlantis trilogy. My most recent novel, Spam is also on Kindle. I also have three books of poetry: Journey Homeward, Morning Songs and Sisyphus as well as a book on education.
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PhallusMy phallus is a playful thingThat loves to tease and have a flingIt likes to bob and weave and throbBefore it thrusts and does its job.It likes to make her beg and pleadbefore it satisfies her need.Some call it rod, some call it dick,Some call it cock, some call it prick.It doesn’t matter what it’s named.No matter what--it’s never shamed.Although it might not like the callThat says out loud, my God it’s small.And though some women like it bigIt’s how it plays when it’s on a gig.Some horns are soft, some horns are loudSome horns can make the player proud.Some women know it’s not the size But how it takes her by surpriseIt’s all technique that makes her shoutAnd know what fucking is all about.challenge: Make up sex
PenetrationOh my you're tight and it's all I can doto open your pussy and give a good screw.I'm rearing my hips to do what I mustto get myself deeper with a powerful thrust.Again I pull back and give a hard ramdriving myself harder to get past this jam.Oh good my cock is now going deeper and know that this lover is surely a keeper.And now I am pumping and feeling you jumpingand faster and harder my heart beat is thumping.I'm trying to last so that when I let goyour juices are flowing and you're screaming, "OHHHHHH!" But I can't stop pounding and making you scream'and know for certain this is not a wet dream.So thrust after thrust is blowing your mindand making me know Wow, what a find.challenge coitus
ArousalHoly Cow! I'm getting hard.My God! What are you doing?You sure know how to play your cardto get me hot for screwing.And I can tell how wet you are.I see your nipples growing.I think our lust will take us far,Our orgasms mind blowing.You say you want to ride me now.Your words make me so horny.And when you do I shout out Wow!And hate that I sound corny.But I don't care. I'm just so crazedI don't know what I'm doing. I onlyknow that I'm amazed at the wildness of our screwing.Challenge: Teasing
I live in the woods, off the grid, keep a big garden and help out at my friend's farm up the road. Used to have a 36 acre farm in Pennslvania and was planting peas the day of the 3 Mile Island accident...my farm was 8 miles away...but that was then and this is now. I could never live in a city.
FOREPLAYI love it when our bodies touchand feel our lust rising.I love it when we make suchsounds with tingles so surprising.I love to hear our groan and moanthat soon will be screaming.But then I hear the fucking phoneand wake up from dreaming.Challenge: Flirting
I heard a joke once, “If you want to make God laugh, tell Him you have a plan.” Well, I can vouch for that one. After three months at sea, working on a Norwegian freighter, I finally signed off in Alicante, Spain and made my way to Copenhagen, my original destination three months earlier. My plan was to go to Paris and the Left Bank where my favorite expatriate writers lived in the...
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Paul pounded Alisha as hard as he could, her screaming, “Fuck me! Fuck me!” urging him to thrust even harder, knowing he wouldn’t last long, feeling her tightness gripping his piston-like thrusts as he drove into her faster, deeper, each thrust harder than the last, knowing he was on the verge of exploding when he felt her body tensing, trembling, then convulsing, her voice screaming,...
Added 08 Nov 2015 | Category Straight Sex
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Many afternoons, Paul Cantor stood at his office window in the English Department and looked down at the campus below, watching the students walking to their classes, some riding bicycles, others romantically holding hands, some sitting on the benches, or along the wall of the large round fountain spouting and splashing rainbows of water high into the air. This day, however, a weary...
Added 05 Nov 2015 | Category Straight Sex
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I knew the ending because I had finished the story that morning, but something was happening to me while he was stroking my hair, my head on his lap, his saying he was falling in love with me and how much he wanted me to stay there and wondered if I would change the story. What's going on with me? “ Where almost near the end,” I said, but was now uncertain of how the story would...
Added 12 Oct 2015 | Category Straight Sex
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Sarah went into the kitchen, washed her hands, then took out from the refrigerator lettuce, broccoli, a green pepper, a cucumber, a jar of Greek olives, a small ceramic container of cheese, then from the basket over the counter, a red onion and a big tomato. Angelo came in with a bottle of red wine and Sarah handed him a cork screw and, with her eyes, told him to open the wine, then...
Added 11 Oct 2015 | Category Straight Sex
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Ever since I was a kid, I loved making up stories and had notebooks filled with stories about talking animals, ghosts and monsters, then, pirates, and, as I got older, in my teens, stories about getting kidnapped and then being saved by a handsome man, and they became love stories, some, by the time I was sixteen, so erotic, I couldn't help but play with myself. I wrote when I came home...
Added 09 Oct 2015 | Category Straight Sex
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Our garden is overgrown. The grass is tall and weeds choke out the sun. We stand here in the shade looking for a path through all of this, seeing, how, in our innocence, and frightened of aloneness, we held each other’s hearts too tight, and now, it hurts so deep in us, this holding on, we cannot speak. The fruit you offered me that afternoon was good-- ...
Added 28 Jul 2015 | Category Love Poems
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Lying here these thousand nights, these torches dimming, these pillows crushed, our minds softened by the hours and these cups of wine— by the wildness of your tales, your way with words, yet feeling this moment like sand falling through the glass come to this. You came to me that night sent by your father, fearing the madness of my violent lust, my hate....
Added 26 Jul 2015 | Category Erotic Poems
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I was broke, cold and hungry. I had arrived in Copenhagen one cold December morning with the equivalent of a dollar to my name. After working on a Norwegian freighter for several months, I signed off in Alicante, Spain and made my way north, spending time in Paris on the Left Bank, Antwerp, and other places, and eventually made my way to Copenhagen, where I arrived with my last dollar. One...
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While sweeping the hallway, or emptying the trash cans, or making sure the bathrooms had paper towels and toilet paper, Orrin thought about Emily. So what if I’m the janitor and she’s a lawyer’s personal assistant, I’m just as good as anyone who works at Ainsworth and Thelin…she'll see. Orin was determined to get up the nerve to ask her out. He believed that if she got to know him, she...
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When aging English professor and poet, Paul Cantor realizes he no longer attracts the admiring glances of women, his anguished despair causes him to drive off into the night with destination unknown, seeking escape from his mundane reality.When he sees a biker’s bar in the middle of nowhere...
The three stories in Secrets reveal the hidden selves of three women who keep their true sexual yearnings submerged behind a façade of propriety.
In “Hannah’s Secret,” Hannah confesses to a stranger she meets in a café that she loves her wonderful boyfriend, but he...
These three tales tell the erotic adventures of a sailor who leaves Brooklyn on a Norwegian freighter with twenty dollars to his name and plans to go to Paris and Copenhagen. His plans fall apart when, instead of stopping in Lisbon, the ship heads to the Middle East and he stays aboard working as a...
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