Their motel tryst, vetted for adult consent plus contraceptive and STI safety, still left space for surprise … As arranged. "Five words total.  Fifteen minutes only.  Be ready."  After selfies and snapchats, they agreed upon these last instructions for their rendezvous. He casually rapped his knuckles on the motel door, Room 64.  She casually opened it.  The neon red glow of the room's digital clock shone 12:48 p.m. on th...

The laptop screen showed the following:     Solve the following and win a prize: Lana "lost" a giggle wood.     Or …     Send in a story about your most unique sexual encounters and win a prize. "Do you wanna enter?" Darius, eager and slightly naive at twenty-two, asked his girlfriend Leandra, impulsive yet quick-witted at twenty-seven. "I'm game, baby, but I already know what the prize is," she said. "You don't," he scof...

Our heady daysof sex surpriseset us ablazebetween our thighsand masked the fearthat nothing moremade us adhereat thirty-four. The sweaty heatof burning lustmade Hope's conceitincongruous. Your desperate grasp,my frenzied kiss,our unveiled gasp,left us remiss. The Future gavethis to impart:"Though you've been brave,you’re best apart." Razed callously,we steeply fell.Now, wondrously,I wish you well. Yes, on Love’s Day,I wis...

Nestled in the wave cresting between your trembling thighs, your passion’s nearly a whine in your throat.  My desire is discovered, lost, desperate, and found in your flesh.  Parched lips tremble and reluctance disassembles tantalizingly, surprisingly… before you beg, “Fuck me.”  

Thirty-Five.  Friendless.  Virgin.  Un-dated.  Un-fucked.     That was me. I don't know why that was ever the case, but decades of inexplicable shame and natural reticence stopped me from ever sharing my kissable mouth, spankable ass, suckable titties, angry slit, and snarling lust. The first half of that last sentence is me, Katherine: the classic lonely librarian.  The second half is also me, Lola: what I call my steami...

Naomi drummed her candy-apple nails impatiently on the pass-through window. “Order up!” Sheila, the longest tenured server, barked and passed Naomi the ticket. Naomi, always three steps ahead, noticed the customers’ fancy attire and guessed they’d be going for the more expensive items on the menu.  She bit her bottom lip, lightly glossed the same shade as her nails.  Her scalp itched slightly, but she let the sensation pa...

I am an honest-to-goodness, flesh-and-blood, mostly friendly, often frisky, black adult American female person woman human.  I am that no matter what I choose to do and no matter what someone else chooses to do with me.  I am also a proud, ethical, and unabashed sex worker. My client rules of engagement are as follows. No piss, race, poop, rape, incest, slave, cop/prisoner or soldier/enemy play. Sexy nurse, waitress, secr...

We were together beyond all belief.  We could not have known what we would be for each other ahead of time.  We imagined what could be and made it happen.  Not only that, our subterranean imaginations brought about an embodied, necessary, and unreserved truth. I was a woman.  He was a man.  Those facts never limited us, although they did many others.  I pitied them. I was not particularly beautiful.  He was not particular...

When what’s exhibited and private can be a plethora of pleasure,When disguise and disclosure can dance together, without defamation,When the celebration and the secret can be pair parts of our leisure,Name-calling and nastiness might then absent and abscond from our nation,Finally.When, simultaneously, balance and boldness, we get the knack of,Any precious stone setting against, or for, Sex will be considered a setbackAnd...

I gently praise the private process,prized and ever present:that deeply drumming, flawlesspulse, enlivening all reticentskin,that delicate bloom of trust,unfolding in the jessaminelight of stardustedapproval,that calm conflagration,hastening the removalof presumption, embarrassment,and priggishness.I gently praise the private process,prized and ever present.    

He was there exactly when I needed him to be.  Funny, engaging, charming, with eyes that suggested that and more and a laugh like warm cocoa going down.  Yuuummy! It had been awhile since I was with anyone so easy to be with, someone who didn’t make me feel a trace of self-consciousness.  He invited conversation naturally, and my mind raced to all the other “natural” things we could be doing. We laughed and chatted, eatin...

I moan when I’m turned on. I’m not boasting.  I just don’t scream, shout, talk up a storm, or put on much of a show when I’m doing it.  Sometimes I wonder if I should be writing about sex at all.  Fuck it, though.  If extroverts can put their business out there, then my introverted ass can, too. The idea for the “quiet” threesome started between me and my lover.  We kissed and cuddled in bed, as usual.  “M” (my lover) ask...

I had to say goodbye to my last partner to say hello to getting my ass fucked.Yes, that phrase unfortunately describes the worst thing one person can do to another. ("They fucked us ... in the ass!") I get it metaphorically. However, I wasn't getting it literally and that was the real problem.How do you even phrase that request without looking like a huge, perverted freak? Only "wrong" people want that. I never wanted to...

“Short & Sexy Red Lycra Spandex Super Stretch Mini Dress (PVC Wet Look).” Fuck. When I scrolled down to those words, my pussy got wet.  The model had my body type and I just knew it would look amazing on me.  I knew Damon would love it on me as well.  I also knew he would love taking it partially or fully off. I put it and the matching open-toe, red mid-heel pumps in my cart.  Truth be told, the shoes were strictly for me...

My bags were packed and waiting by the front door of my former McMansion.  I was more than ready to go. Thinking back over these past ten years, I concluded that I should never have married in the first place.  However, my conservative religious culture of origin, a shitload of societally coercive brainwashing, and a fair amount of young adult lust pushed me straight into Sipir's arms. Now his conventionally attractive vi...