Take care of meI need you I will never say My fear is if I say itYou will run away Need is terrifyingBoth felt and as expressed It’s better to deny itAnd keep it well in check But sometimes I grow tiredOf seeming to be brave I want to run to you for helpBe rescued, sheltered, saved My strength is my appearanceAnd that is what I show My weakness must be shielded So only I will know.

The first pic is of my sorority Big, Katie, and me in Las Vegas where we attend school at UNLV. We are pictured at one of our hotel room engagements (more on that later). She and I have become good friends but not in any way that I would have predicted. No we are not lesbians. On the contrary we love men and started our own business in Las Vegas performing together for mostly visiting businessmen and convention goers. We...

The following morning, shortly after breakfast, I got a text from Marilyn. "You were 100 percent right-last night was awesome," she said. I smiled to myself and replied, "You can fill me in on the details later. It can get even better if you want it to, my dear sister-in-law." I went out to the patio to smoke my morning cigar. Jason, kneeling, presented me with the humidor and I chose a Padron No. 4 Anniversary, my curren...

My wife, Diana, and I recently made a big move, from Boise, Idaho to Jackson, Mississippi, to be closer to our two children. We were forty-eight at the time, and our two children were in their twenties and married with children of their own. Our son lives in Memphis which is only about two hundred miles and a three-and-a-half-hour drive from Jackson, and our daughter lives in New Orleans, which is only one hundred and nin...

I was nineteen when I started cruising the adult bookstore video booths. It was quicker and easier than the adult porn theater, the only other place I knew I could cruise, back then. Each hall in the arcade area offered a different selection of ten or twelve videos. The first few times I went I would check out the video covers mounted on the wall in the hall by the booths and wait to see if any of the other guys would che...

Previously: As you may recall, Glenn, my husband's best friend and college roommate, was staying at our home during the summer of 2015. I had given birth to my first child, Amy, less than a month prior to Glenn arriving. One evening, my husband, Chris, convinced me to breast feed our daughter in the living room while he and our house guest watched. It sounded innocent enough, but the sexual tension was unmistakable as I b...

My love for youIs endlessAnd can not be brokenWe're past that nowFar beyondThe words we have spokenOur love is trueSo simpleNo need to even tryMy heart with youNot a choiceNor a question as to whyI long for youNext to meYour lips pressed against mineThis lust so realWe are oneTogether so sublimeMay seem crazyYou and IBound, yet so far awayLove keeps growingNeed for youEven when you can not stay

With a small smile and heart felt sigh, I watched her true self emerge, Not in a physical way, no her inner growth was showing, allowing her soul to purge. The lovely way she jailed her doubt and chained her pain, She allowed herself a place in my heart, feasting on her new held reign. Watching as she spoonfed her urges, starving her inhibitions, Drowning the old haunted images of feeling unworthy, swimming now new tradit...

At the end of part one Chloe had finished sharing herself with Dan and company, and she headed home to Dave. After I, Peter, had finished relaying the story to Dave, he asked me if I wanted to know what happened when she got home. “Of course,” I replied, thinking he might have some excuse for why Chloe behaved like that, that maybe she was getting revenge for something he had done. I was wrong. “When she got to the car sh...

No one wants to kiss me anymore,Now that I am sixty-four,My hair is now gray,But I still roll in the hay,An amorous paramour.No one wants to sex me anymore,I look like an aged troubadour,But inside I’m still randyFor womanly candy,But the ladies say, ‘What for?’Oh, where is a woman so fine,Who drinks an extra glass of wine,And seeks a man like me,With firm sexualityThat ends in orgasm divine?I seem to recall when sixty-ni...

Well, it’s been one month since my dad passed away, and I am still not over the shock. Another Friday night and my roommate won’t let me stay home again. She has called me every hour since I got home from work, I finally cave in and get dressed to meet her at the bar.  She tells me not to wear my comfy jeans either; I have to wear my black latex mini dress. She laid it out on my bed. I tell her that I just don’t feel like...

I married raven haired Linda about eleven years ago. She had a son, Zachary from her first marriage. At thirty-six, she still turns heads like a twenty something year old, with her firm 36 C breasts with sensitive pencil eraser nipples, a tight little apple butt and long shapely dancer’s legs that she loves to show off. Our sex life was fantastic but I think due to her Pentecostal upbringing, Linda never really liked to s...

The burning energy of expectation, of need Is something I am all too familiar with. For you, I’ve given my heart so fully but I want to give you more, so I deliver you my body. I am yours, not just body and soul, but in devotion of will. Teetering on the edge, afraid to go over I’m desperate for your pleasure and suffer to find it. I say suffer, knowing full well that’s not what I do. How can one be so completely obsessed...