Ithaca, with all its suitors, fails to hinder the fury of my soul, when finished with its prolonged tours, as it is mad with lust to see your body on all fours, aching hard for fire, burning into cinder.   Homer must have known the sound of moans like yours because, when in romantic choir, your gasp of released air composes siren lullabies and songs like solemn prayer driving me to crash my ship against your shores.   “Pl...

After much hiking, Cassie seductively flashing her breasts and ass along the way, we reach the secluded clearing of poppies and tall grass. She kisses, undresses, and guides me to the ground. As the scents of meadow fragrances and our sex mix, her body rides mine with deliberate enthusiasm. Her feminine crescendo grows, drowning out the songbirds. Now Cassie’s eyes look up to me as she brings me to finish. Standing, she l...

“Come on now, don’t be a wimp!” Down the hill, the two gals that made up half of their small group stood positioned next to the side of the landing area. To the one still summoning up the courage to attempt the jump, one of them had shouted, teasing him. “You’re more than welcome to hike up here and try it yourself!” dared Jordan back. Chris stood next to him and studied the ramp, inhaling sharp. It wasn’t a jump differen...

Avi turned off the water and dried himself. In the next room, Kat was watching cable news. With a towel wrapped around his waist, he glanced at himself in the mirror but didn’t let his gaze linger. She, in her cotton robe, was laying back against the hotel bed’s headrest and scrolling through her phone. As the talking heads discussed topical events, her brow furled in frustration.“Rough day?”She didn’t look up. “Meh, I’m...

As the sun set, small lanterns and scattered tiki torches softly bloomed across the party. A stereo speaker blasted music but she hardly felt like dancing or singing along. Rather than joining the people laughing and smiling around the bonfire, she chose to stand just out of view, alone with her thoughts. Friday night gatherings should be fun and exciting but this one left her feeling inexplicably bored. ‘Perhaps if he we...

The night is flush with energetic love;a hurried car begins to disembark,illuminated by the moon above.The dim o-th dash (no more than just a spark)assists the driver's eyes to see the wayafar, behind the vast horizon's dark.How burdensome the trek, be as it may,for it unfolds beyond the interstateand keeps this lustful mania away.Anticipating that which lies in wait,these thoughts, they race with every passing sight,insp...

Jenna arrived to the studio about five minutes early, or as she liked to put it, on time. The door slammed behind her from the wind and silenced the cacophony of the street outside leaving nothing in the quiet but the click of her heels. At the end of the first floor hallway were a set of narrow steps. She climbed them to the third floor and entered the first door on the left, a red one labeled ‘Tabault Photography’ in go...

Micheal stepped out of the shower and wrapped himself around the waist with a towel. Steam had filled the small room with a thick fog that clung to every metal surface in sight. He approached the mirror and wiped a section clear with a clean slash of his hand and found himself starring back at his own eyes. He winked at himself and smiled. Continuing to remove the thin layer of mist revealed more of his body and more and...