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For The Birthday Girl
She was only partially at her own birthday party. Okay, to be fair, she was tied up in the bedroom for most of the night while the party raged on in the living room and kitchen. We drank and talked and played games, and when one or two of us vanished for a...
Under the Boardwalk (Erotica from Behind His Back)
Emily put both hands–her wrists crossed–on the pylon in front of her as she pushed back onto him. His cock was shaped just the right way, and it was thick enough as to almost hurt. He fucked her harder as she let her mind go just as she always did. It started...
Summer Love
Summer love can be fleeting–hell maybe it’s supposed to be–but fifteen minutes can occasionally last a lifetime. Maybe you can add a few minutes to our affair since technically I saw her across the beach an hour before we spoke a word. But is it love if it’s...
Her Eyes and Mouth
Some days it’s easier to imagine I’m her instead. It’s a common enough fantasy I suspect, even if we don’t discuss it or let it out to play very often. But I’ve spent enough time daydreaming and enough time writing that it slips in more easily than it might....
Be Ready to Come
The note was clear. I was to be naked, in bed, and hard when she got home. The problem was I wasn’t sure when that would be. I got home early, picked up our room, lit some candles, and undressed, but I had somewhere between ten minutes and three hours to...
For The Love of Daddy
Dad was quiet for a while and we stared at each other. “You’re prettier than Mariko,” he finally said. I leaned in and poked him in the ribs, but he was being serious for a change. I kissed him on the forehead and put my legs over his lap as I grabbed his hand. “Are...
Pushed to One Side
“That’s a beautiful outfit, but it looks complicated,” she said slowly. I nodded in agreement as we stood in the back of the crowd watching the show. “I tend to prefer things that can either be lifted up or pushed to the side,” I said. It was the truth,...
Kelly Fucks Brent for the First Time
Kelly leaned back and kissed me. She shoved her tongue into my mouth, pulled on my hair and kissed me so hard I almost fucked her right there. Brent was still on his back, but he stopped laughing and watched as she rolled onto her back between us. Without thinking his...
A Threesome Minus One
We climbed into the bed tired as fuck. Too much driving, too much red wine, all the stresses of traveling had beat us up and spit us out. The bed was big though, and we left our clothes on the floor before turning out the lights. “I wish she was here too,” he...
Jessica Fucks Another Man For the First Time
(From The Places They Come) Jessica climbed onto his lap a second later and their kiss was not tender. He bit her lip as his hands moved up and down her body, squeezing her breasts and her ass like a beast. He kissed down her neck to her chest, taking each nipple...
Love is Many Things
Love is many things. It’s my yes and her no, spoken with honest kindness on the tongue. It’s how she laughs when, with a hand between her legs, I whisper the wrong thing. Love is lying next to each other making ourselves come when we’re too tired for anything...
The Taste of Never Ending Summer
One summer afternoon, years ago, three friends found a fleeting moment of bliss that meant nothing at all. “I’ll go in if you guys go first,” she said, her voice a challenge and an invitation. All three of us stood on the rock looking down at the smooth lake with...
A Too Sweet Boyfriend
“My boyfriend is too sweet,” she said, opening a bottle of wine on the dark porch. Everyone else was sleeping, but in the heat of the night I found myself sitting on the couch wide awake and unhappy. I smiled and nodded when she handed me a glass too, but there wasn’t...
I Don’t Remember
I don’t remember meeting her, but I do remember the afternoon she invited herself over and we got drunk in my dorm room on a bottle of rum. It was all we had, but it did the trick and that was enough. She was clear from the beginning that she wanted to fuck....
Lisa Shows Off in the Car
“It’s pretty simple,” she said, her hand moving down to her thigh as she tugged on the hem of her shorts. “I just like to feel like a slut. It’s a cross between objectification and submission, I guess. It’s mostly about feeling wanted. Like really truly wanted...
Pete’s Wife Remembers Her College Boyfriend
(from a work in progress) Pete was going through a box which mostly contained my old college papers when he found an envelope that I had forgotten existed. Which is why when he opened it and tipped the contents out onto the floor I didn’t try to hide them or...
Take This Off
I knelt outside the bedroom in the hallway. Just like she told me to do. My clothes were in the living room folded on a chair, and I was hard by the time she shut the door. My hands were behind my back, and I sat upright and still. I was going to be a good boy...
A Sweet and Sloppy Threesome
We were in the middle of drinking through her sorrow when she kissed me. It had been a rough afternoon with a lot of tears as she told us about her breakup, and we poured whiskey into the wound like we had a prescription. We laughed in the quiet moments, and we tried...
There’s Nothing
“Show me what’s under your dress,” I said, as she lay down on my bed with a shy smile. “There’s nothing,” she whispered, her knees touching even as she sat up on her elbows. Her cotton dress was pretty and old, and it sat on her thighs completely aware that it was in...
Home From College
(From the first chapter of Disgusting Beautiful Immoral) Jane sat on the bed smoking and staring at me with a grin I found joyfully familiar. I took another few drags off my cigarette before crushing it out on the ashtray, and I instantly moved closer to her on the...
Close The Door
I knelt on the floor as I moved between them. They were lying in the bed with their legs open and she was as wet as he was hard. When my mouth was on her my hand moved up his cock, and when I wrapped my lips around him I pushed fingers deep inside her. On the other...
We Met at a Sex Party
We met at a sex party. She was across the room getting fucked from behind by my wife’s boyfriend’s girlfriend’s husband as I was getting blown by a blonde whose name I didn’t know but who used to go out with my girlfriend’s wife’s ex-husband. The moment I saw her I...
For the Birthday Girl
She was only partially at her own birthday party. Okay, to be fair, she was tied up in the bedroom for most of the night while the party raged on in the living room and kitchen. We drank and talked and played games, and when one or two of us vanished for a moment it...
Summer Evenings
I like to meet her at the door when she gets home from work. Especially when there are guests over she doesn’t know about, and especially when she drops to her knees the second she walks under the transom. It’s a silly little game, making her beg for my cock with six...
The Hammock
The hammock itself was slightly musty, and it smelled like the old house just as I remembered it: a combination of mildew, wood smoke, and spring rain. It was old wood, apple cider on the stove top, and the honeysuckle in the backyard. In the winter it was the smell...
No Words For Her Lips
Why am I thinking about fucking her now? Was it the one photo I saw with the swinging breasts, the curved hips and the smile that knew things I didn’t yet know? Maybe it’s simply that nostalgia feels safer than reality, and maybe it’s that she let in parts of myself...
He and Her and Me
“I don’t want to sleep with him,” she insisted more than once. He didn’t offer quite the same assurances, but the denial was similar. Frankly, I was jealous. They flirted and talked about each other, and then they had the nerve to deny it. Finally, I decided to...
It’s Only Polite
He was soaking wet by the time he walked in the door, so he stripped down to his briefs, and we brought him tea as we left his clothes out to dry. He sat on our bed next to the open window and we dried his wet hair with a towel. He grinned when I stood behind her and...
A Horrible Threesome
“I want you to be mean,” she said. “Both of you.” I smiled at him as we leaned back, rethinking our approach in a simple exchange of glances. We spent six minutes and thirty-two seconds negotiating just what “mean” meant to her, and then we were done. We got up off...
A Rooftop Nooner
“Lunch sex?” read the text. Fuck. Do I have time? Of course, I have time. “Where?” “Roof of your building?” Shit, that’s a fantastic bad idea. The roof is perfect, and there’s even some privacy, but I know everyone in this building by their first name. ...