Duncan | June 17, 2009
Your neck feels wonderful to my fingertips. I like stroking them over it, feeling the softness of your skin as I run my hand over it. The touch of your hair on the back of my hand as I look into your eyes, enjoying the passion I see reflected in them. I move my hand [...]
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by Charlotte B.
The sun was just starting to set as the cab dropped me off on the corner of my apartment complex. I’d been flying all day and was dead tired; all I was looking forward to was a hot shower and a warm bed.
I closed my front door and collapsed into my easy chair [...]
Guest | June 17, 2009
By Envoy
The bus looked more crowded than usual as it pulled up to the curb outside of the office building that I worked in. I worked in the downtown business area and I took the bus home almost every day.
Usually it was a dull, uncomfortable experience that I was glad to get over; I would [...]
Duncan | June 7, 2009
I need to touch you, to feel you, to hold you, I have a deep yearning and desire to taste you, smell you, for I want you so!
You want me to explain, I cannot. I feel the fact that I have these feelings are enough. I pull your face to me, caressing. I look deeply [...]
Guest | June 3, 2009
By E. Arnold
Part of me wanted Alex with me, but part of me was glad I was doing this on my own. I parked the car, stepped out into the hot July sun, and walked up the block towards the small jewelry store I’d found. As I approached the store, I thought about Alex. He [...]
Guest | June 3, 2009
By Megan and Kathy
It was a warm and comfortable evening this time of year. I was driving home from rehearsal. As usual my car was broken, and I was lucky to get this ride. So I felt a little obligated to flirt with him (you know, give him his money’s worth)
He has one of those [...]
Guest | June 3, 2009
By Lynn1212
Another day almost over. They all just ran together lately. Wasn’t always that way. Once there was a time when he looked forward to coming home from work. Once there would have been his wife and the boys waiting. Now she was dead, a drunk driving a semi had ended their thirty odd year [...]
Kristen | June 3, 2009
I’d been reading some of Keiko’s exhibitionist stories, and Bobbi Sue’s stories too. I’d never thought about exhibitionism in relation to myself, but for the past several weeks thoughts had been circulating through the ol’ gray matter.
I went so far as to talk about it to Jeff. Actually, we had a great time discussing [...]
