Note to reader: This story has a slow build, so if you're looking for a quickie you may want to save it for later. Thanks.   September 1975, Denver   Daniel had a big decision to make. And he had to make it soon. He was sitting in a lecture hall, lost in a daydream while waiting for the professor to arrive so class could begin. Daniel was beginning his sophomore year as an engineering major, and the fall semester was only...

The nausea isn't as all-consuming as usual when I crawl in my underwear across the air-conditioned lock-up to lie gasping and perspiring at its edge. I must be acclimating to time jumps. Coherent thought's a luxury in these first few minutes so I simply wait for my breathing to steady and the shivering to kick in as the chequer plate metal floor absorbs whatever residual heat I possess. That way, at least I know I'm alive...

Maggie woke up with the sun shining through the window. She was naked. So was Charles, lying beside her on his back. His large, languid penis and pendulous testicles reminded her of a description by Sylvia Plath: "turkey neck and gizzards". She got out of bed and looked out the window. The sun reflected off the gentle waves of the sea. The white sand and shale rock beach was empty; the water rushing through caves guarding...

I came into the living room and Mary Lou had a magazine. “What are you reading?” “I am not reading but looking at pictures. It is a male magazine with a variety of men showing off their penises,” said Mary Lou. “Why on earth are you looking at pictures of dicks when I can get you the real thing?” “It has been so long since I saw one. The boy at home, it was dark in the back seat of his car. I did hold it but could not see...

. "I'm shaking?" I told my fifty-five-year-old wife, Rose. "Me too," she said. "And there are a few butterflies now." We were waiting for Jason to arrive. I suppose this story began twenty, maybe as long as thirty years ago, when I told Rose I wasn't against her having sex with another man. Nothing ever happened until just four short weeks ago. We were at a friend's house, with a few others having drinks. Most had come in...

Michelle did exactly as she was instructed and was sitting on an ottoman in the middle of a hotel suite naked, save a black cotton blindfold over her eyes and black knee socks.  She’d dreamt and fantasized about this very moment for years.  Tonight she was finally going to be with him for the first time.  The thought sent a shiver to her core as she nervously shifted on the velvety white ottoman which she was currently so...

I danced pirouettes around my apartment as I dreamed of finally being alone with Miss Kimberly. It had been almost two years since I had been with anyone outside of Zoom. Now I had a date! A chance to look another woman in the eye. A chance to violate social distance in the most intimate way. A chance to kneel before a senior Dominatrix and offer myself in servitude. These were things I craved with all my heart. The momen...

Jim and I rode the elevator in silence, contemplating the sight that would welcome us when we entered their unit.  The sounds that were emanating from the bedroom pulled us in like dogs to a can-opener.  I was obscenely close behind Jim as he headed for the bedroom.  So close, that when he stopped to take in the spectacle, I bumped right into him. I mumbled, "Sorry," as I attempted to move around him, but he paid me no mi...

None of it made any sense.Her one true love was the Lord.Who did this random guy think he was, traipsing into her life, captivating her with friendship, then tantalizing her with something more?She could not even.Early that morning, seated on her threadbare bed, she scanned the sparse room for any items she may have forgotten. She remembered that she wasn't the only woman on the campus experiencing conflicting desires.She...

None of it made any sense.Her one true love was the Lord.Who did this random guy think he was, traipsing into her life, captivating her with friendship, then tantalizing her with something more?She could not even fathom it.Early that morning, seated on her threadbare bed, she scanned the sparse room for any items she may have forgotten. She remembered that she wasn't the only woman on the campus experiencing conflicting d...