Armpits Stories

In the dim glow of their bedroom lamp, Elena stared at the ceiling, her heart pounding with a mix of resignation and revulsion. It had started as a drunken dare years ago, a twisted joke that Mark had latched onto like a lifeline in their fading marriage. Now, it was his "thing," the one demand he made every Friday night after a long week at the office. "Come on, babe," Mark murmured, reclining on the bed, his arms raised...

I stepped into the general store, grocery list in hand. The place was pretty much empty, and I realized I'd arrived during the mid-morning lull. Aside from a man in bib overalls strolling the aisles, there was only the clerk behind the counter. Our eyes met, and she smiled at me. "Can I help you find something?" I ventured closer, returning her smile. "Well, I'm here for the summer, helping my grandmother fix up her house...

One morning, when haunting dreams woke Šárka with a start, she found herself transformed into a ball of fur. Thinking it was but a dream, she arched her back and debated if she should go back to sleep. A tail attached to her rump flicked back and forth in contemplation as she noted the oak bed frame appeared larger than usual. Looking down, she could see two white paws like fuzzy mittens attached to equally fuzzy legs cov...

Being in the sun always makes me so horny, and today was no exception. I'm lying out at my friend's pool, baking in the heat with him passed out next to me. I take the alone time to check Grindr. One blank profile “discreet marine” saying "hi" with no location… typical. I survey the other patrons around the pool. It's a typical suburban condominium pool, not too crowded, but not empty either - but no real eye candy. I sta...

Claudia thought George was weird. Smelling and tasting each other is a normal part of making love, but George carried it too far. “Just what do you think you’re going to find in there?” she said when he pressed his nose between her upper arm and rib cage. “Another part of you,” he answered sincerely. She resisted, worried that the smell or the stubble or whatever would be disappointing and embarrassing. But he persisted,...

It’s a common fantasy, the overnighter in a cheap hotel. You can get quite excited, out there in hotel land where no one knows you and you can do as you please, but when the sexual romps don’t materialize, expectations plummet. I was in one of those moods at this place in Fort Lauderdale. It was Sunday night and I had been traveling all day. I checked into the room and had a quick shower, but I didn’t know why; I wasn’t a...