“Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Yeah. Fuck...” Kayla Bradford moaned softly in the shower with lust. It was early in the morning, a typical weekday. The end of the semester was quickly approaching. She thought about Sam Prescott, penetrating Kayla with all his being, taking her.  “Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Oh, fuck me, Sam...”  She moaned with want. She never felt this feeling before. She didn’t want it to end. However, their relationship was busin...

  Death, you have an ugly face; My valentine’s is so much prettier!   Damn you, I’ll beat you in a race, To my valentines bed, To bring about some grace   For sure, my love for my love will best you I am ahead, no time to rest My heart beats for My dying valentine   Before I reach you I beseech you Stay alive!   I see you in a ring of fire, although things seem so dire as I look into your fevered eyes so bright and tired...

My tongue is searching Softly Confused by your fingers Salty   Your eyes have a voice Clearly, bright Your hands wander slowly Wake me   You want to see me I show you Your gaze becomes black A satin pool, drawing me in   Your tentative stroke Releases   I am a red cauldron of fire Magma for your loins   We are a secret Kept, unkempt As dirty as lies As solemn as truth   I am a thunderstorm,  Waiting You are a lightning st...

Suddenly I felt hot all over, I began to panic, I knew what we were doing was probably wrong, or in fact, what Mr Taylor was doing was probably wrong. "Just relax little one, let it all happen...go on Millie...let it happen." Mr Taylor's voice was soft and quiet, and incredibly his wife was in the next room. The orgasm came with a rush, as his fingers continued to massage my clit. I was trying to stifle my gasps, but I wa...

Megan and John had been friends for a few years they got on well with each other and were like best mates. They had their own friends, Megan with hers and John with his mates. But they seemed to have more of a connection and John always thought he could talk to her more, being female, than he could with his own mates.  John was in his mid forties and Megan ten years his junior. John was quite shy and not an overly confide...

We never did drive across the states nor did we finish the remodel of our home. Something more important took over our dreams and plans. Looking over at you I am reminded of our first kiss that led to your first promise. As I sign my name below yours I feel my eyes watering again. How did we get here? What went wrong? As I turn to walk away from this cold empty room, her perfume clouds around me. Choking away the last fle...

Love is a mother  Who tends and cares Wrapping her arms around you Letting you know she’s there   Love is a father  Who protects and defends Savior of booboo’s   Your very first best friend    Love is a sibling  Who teases and whines  Annoyingly impatient  Yet your greatest ally    Love is a lover First kiss in the night The one who teaches  And holds you tight    Love is your soulmate  Who captures your heart Bonding you...

I never considered myself homosexual, or even inclined that way. I mean, I had thought about it - what it would be like and would I find it weird or gross, and I determined that I would never go there. Never had a gay fling growing up, got married in my mid-twenties and was always attracted to women. I never stepped out on my wife and never acted out on any sexual fantasies. But then I got divorced and flung myself into a...

An hour later after Dixie had phoned her ex-girlfriend to come over to play with her new sex toy, Rebekah had arrived. Dixie opened the front door to her with a big smile wearing her dressing gown. She kissed her and smiled. "You smell gorgeous, my darling," she said. Her blue eyes lingered over her ex-girlfriend's sexy slender body in a scarlet red dress. She felt a stirring of arousal in her groin. It grew stronger the...

Having had "Massage of a Lifetime" published about her incredible spa day, Sally began to take more of an interest in my new hobby. She, after all, was the source, so she was able to edit, add nuance and relate her feelings at the time. We have, what I guess is called, an open marriage these days. It's not overboard but we do allow each other the freedom to go our own way on occasion. Part of this is discussing our sexual...

Seeing your chest rise and fall Catching our breath Reeling from our shared ecstasy Every muscle feeling strained and yet relaxed   Wearing a stupid grin The smile on your face mirroring mine Hearts both beginning to slow Each beat taking us down from our peak   My finger touching yours as we lay side by side Our juices slowly drying on our flesh Drops of sweat glistening on our bodies So Valentine’s day is over… but ther...