Hairs prickled on her neck at the siren below, her heart racing as her gyrations slowed. The breathless man beneath her opened his eyes but failed to catch hers. She pinned him with a rough palm across his mouth until the noise passed.  “Praying Mantis” they had dubbed her. The publicity made for a challenge, but added to the depraved thrill.  Her arousal heightened on seeing a fleck of blood on the hand that gagged him a...

Jessica let out a high-pitched bark of pleasure with every powerful thrust of Matthew’s hips. She looked over her shoulder at his sweaty body, blotched red with exertion, and they shared a mischievous grin as he caught her eye. The headboard thudded against the bedroom wall each time he drove his cock deep into her from behind, steady and deliberate, and the ripple of her round ass as his thighs collided with them was utt...

Breathing heavily, Erik stood holding his sides and gazing up into the night sky, the town below so hushed and still that his quickened heartbeat seemed to boom in his ears. The clouds dispersed to allow glimpses of starlight, the gibbous moon shining through their thinning veil. The breeze felt cool and refreshing against his moist brow and he closed his eyes momentarily, filled with the freshness of the air and the dist...

I need you to stay, and the urge to beg you to stop getting dressed swells to a lump in my throat.  Alas, my cowardice quells my protestations.  Feebly, unconvincingly, I mirror the consolatory smile you shoot over your shoulder. My nakedness now feels foolish, shameful, as you bend to tie your shoes.  I trace a finger along the sliver of moonlight that marks your back. You hardly know me, but I need you to stay. From now...

In my dreams you are there, your lazy fingers caressing my side as the dawn creeps in to greet our waking eyes. I turn to catch your smile on my lips, and we linger as the lust swells, until we are inevitable. We are a blur of heat and desire, two but not two. Every sensation is amplified, and the world is muted, paused, to allow us this moment of perfect ecstasy.  And in an instant that might have been a lifetime, it is...

All through the day, thoughts of you filled my mind. At times I caught myself drifting into a daydream, reliving last night’s erotic encounter, only to snap suddenly back to reality with that familiar ache between my legs. I was counting the hours and minutes until I could be with you again, though counting them only made them pass all the more slowly. By the time I reached home, my eagerness to have you again was almost...

From the moment she walked in, I knew this was an appointment I wouldn’t soon forget. Her presence commanded my attention immediately, and I stood dazed for a minute with my mouth slightly agape. It wasn’t just her looks, although she was undoubtedly beautiful; she exuded confidence and power, and damn, was it sexy. She stood in the doorway eyeing me for a moment and smirked as our eyes locked briefly before sashaying her...

Dear Derek,I have not stopped thinking about you since you left—I hate to be apart from you. The time we spent together was euphoric and being without you now seems positively ordinary. You are the kindest, most generous, most wonderful person I have met in all my life and, while it pained me to watch you go, I am grateful every day that you came into my life. I’ve never been a believer in Fate, but I can’t help feel that...

I've never been much good with words,  My memory's like a sieve.  But someone told me that a poem Is a real nice gift to give. This Valentine's, I want to say  What I feel about you.  Sadly, I don't have the words,  So these will have to do. I like you lots and lots and lots, So much it makes my head reel. There surely is a stronger word,  To let you know how I feel. But though I think, and strain my mind To find the righ...

Beads of sweat formed on Belle’s forehead, her open mouth silently voicing her pleasure. She allowed herself to get completely lost in the moment, blocking out the reality of her circumstance and denying to herself the true material origins of the ecstasy she was now experiencing, pretending the looming orgasm was for her alone to enjoy. Her bared chest heaved with her heavy breaths and quickening pulse, her vividly pink...

The ticking of the clock was clear and distinct in the café, like the torturous dripping of a tap. The sound of rattling dishes being clumsily loaded into the dishwasher was but a murmur on the wind compared to the brutal tick that indicated each passing second. Cal’s heart beat to the rhythm, only twice as fast, with his eyes fixed firmly on the door. The coffee before him grew cold as he continually stirred it with a sl...

Maybe if I say these words, That will make them true. Maybe if I concentrate, I'll get over you. Maybe when I see you with him That will be enough. Maybe when I know you're happy Things won't be so rough. Maybe I just have to wait For these wounds to heal. Maybe then I can forget The way you make me feel. Maybe you'll come back to me, Though I start to doubt it. Maybe you'll remember when There was no doubt about it. Mayb...

In a world where the internet is overflowing with well-endowed male porn stars who can fuck for hours and women across the globe are expecting an orgasm with every sexual encounter—where every spam folder is brimming with adverts for performance-enhancing drugs and men everywhere have started doing Kegel exercises—there is one man who will stand up and speak out against the injustice and discrimination the ordinary lover...

Paulus quietly entered the RCR, sneaking on the tip of his toes so as not to be detected by the only other person in there, his well-to-do older brother. Pressing a few random buttons on his way past, just for the shits and giggles and because he knew how it infuriated his by-the-book sibling, he crept up behind Valentinus until he was no more than an inch away from his gleaming white robe, preparing to give him the frigh...

Oscar felt a chill on his face when he awoke as a light midnight breeze drifted in through the slightly open window at his bedside. He savoured the feeling, letting the air cool him and calm him down. Heavily and silently he breathed, his heart decelerating only in the slightest increments. Staring up at the black ceiling, he recounted the glorious dream from which he had awoke, grinning. He could still picture perfectly...