He grumbled, hearing the off-key “Here Comes Santa Claus” song. Stomping into the wannabe-bedroom-but-Christmas-decoration-storage room, he witnessed Jen’s spectacular ass excitedly wiggling while she unpacked decorations. “Jen, it’s September!” She laughed, eyes twinkling like Christmas lights. His finger jabbed the air. “I FORBID it! No tree until December!” Her eyes glared like Rudolph’s red nose; then hubby found hims...

After hooking the delicate lace panty mask around my ears, I breathe and blink in the darkness, breeze tappin' the blind against the wooden frame. Her room's a comfort, in a way. Familiar. It must have been my room as a baby. Just a feeling I have; faint memories of Momma holding me in here. Rocking me to sleep. The door’s always shut unless we have company staying over, and this company’s mighty pretty. Annabelle’s her n...

Emperor Shi Hong (pronounced SHEE KHWNG) occupied the region in the northern landmass currently known as China. The emperor, wishing to expand his empire, targeted the numerous self-governing villages occupying the central landscapes. These independent villages had evolved in their thinking to where women enjoyed the same privileges as men. Conflicts erupted as the emperor’s warriors conquered the villages and forced thei...

My daddy submerges me in the pond behind his No-Sinners-Here Church. Light penetrates the water, enveloping my soul with truth. A voice, drowning out my father's, speaks. "You are my child, and I will always love you." I reemerge anew. "Daddy, I forgive you your sins." I leave that pond - that church - with my old self scrubbed. My lover leads me to the meadow where colorful flora burst from the soil. We lie naked. Nature...

The End. She drops the kinky quill, satisfied it's her best writing yet. Her clamped thighs relax, and he unsticks his face from her puss. His face is glazed, crusting from days of drawing out her creativity, one laborious lick at a time. His mouth, thankfully, had taken over after his penis collapsed in its hard-fought last spurt. His member dangles lifeless, raw and swollen from its exhaustive service to the cause. Who...

No human being was built to do this — sit in a six-by-six foot cubicle for eight hours a day, five days a week. I glance at the clock for the umpteenth time, willing the hands to move faster. They don't. Clocks are funny that way — annoyingly inflexible to my whims. Click. Click. Click. My fingers resume typing, trying to pass the time, trying not to think about him or what he's going to do to me this time. I hear an audi...

My eyelids flutter, my sheets tangled. Splaying my sticky thighs, I smile, remembering my dream of the barista with the bite-worthy ass. The night before, the Black man from the subway slipped his thick fingers up my skirt, stretching my panties while he fingered me to orgasm. I awakened, cupping my quaking pussy. And last week, I dipped my toe in the lady pond. My breasts overflowed my hands as I recreated the fantasy of...

It's Valentine's Day, and his bare ass sits submerged in murky swamp water. How did this day come to this? He still can't comprehend the events that led him to this point, remembering how the day had started with such promise. Shivering, he’s rapidly losing feeling in his extremities. Hope seems a wasted emotion while lost in the labyrinth of the Louisiana swamplands without even the moon to light his way. Hearing water s...

I spied his sun-streaked hair rising above the dunes, then his ripped body, surfboard tucked underneath his arm. I plumped my tits. Smiled. Then… nothing. Not a single glance from him. The alluring waves ahead held his eyes captive. I upped my game, stripping my bikini, fiercely entering the competing ocean. My own white caps, not yet kissed by the sun, drew him to me. And then inside me. Jealous waves threatened to pull...

I peel myself from the background, A soul unsure and shy; Is there a place within this world, Where I'll not fall, but fly? Decision made, I edge the cliff, Old life I'll leave behind; Eying the puissant eagle soar, I spread my wings in kind. Winds of passion keep me aloft, To spy my place to land; Seduced by Lush with sexy prose, Desire to write is fanned. My fingers quiver as I write, Words I've never spoken; The ones w...

Twirling in my dress, I tingle at bringing in the new year… with him. Then, my husband forgoes traditional resolutions for a revelation. I watch the clock tick toward an uncertain new year while listening to his reasons. Shocking us both, I say, "I wanna meet her." When the vision in red silk enters our bedroom, I release my held breath, then smile. "You're gorgeous!" My husband beams, his makeup-shadowed eyes misting. Ac...

"Nature always finds a way," someone once said. I dare say, its will to survive rivals that of humans. And whilst beautiful things lie beneath the winter snow, waiting to emerge come springtime, some things should remain forever dormant. No, not everything should bloom again. ~ooOoo~ 'Twas no extraordinary man, could have been any one of you. His day started as a day like any other; the man wanted his time with nature to...

She fidgeted when my eyes reached her mound. "Should I have shaved?" I didn't hesitate to answer with my insistent tone. "No." Then, I took a step toward her to accentuate my words by combing her dark pubic hair with my fingers. "I don't want to see a prepubescent girl. I want to see a woman — a real woman." My hand shifted to her warm center, tapping her pussy. "And I want to smell a woman's pussy, not a cherry blossom."...

November 5 Dear Diary, My quote of the day: "Without risk, there is no reward." In my case — the reward is a quivering pussy. The "Grand Opening" sign, proudly displayed in front of the inviting new storefront, draws me in like a heroin-filled needle to an addict's hungry veins. As soon as I enter the store, my pulse races at the possibilities. Several shoppers cast eyes my way, but their glances are fleeting, and that ju...

"I don't like that word — obsessed. It's a little harsh, don't you think? I'd rather say, 'I'm preoccupied.' "I mean, what am I supposed to do? "Forget the way your wrinkled dickskin grew taut when my palm cradled it? Forget how your tongue bewitched my nipples, spoiled my clit?" "You're the best goddamn fuck of my life and then leave?" His eyes stop watering. He quits trying to scream with my panties puffing his cheeks....