We wondered if Molly had meant it when she’d said “see you soon,” fresh from her orgasms with us in the woods and the subsequent public dumping of Ryan. Holidays can be full of such momentary intentions (except that Molly lived in the nearby town, of course) which are rarely followed through when people return to their routine lives. Time would tell, though, and we just had to avoid getting our hopes up.  The next morning...

Hi Guys! I hope you and Brenda are both well and enjoying your holiday (as I’m sure you are, you naughty pair! lol) I hope you don’t mind me burdening you with this but my head’s in a bit of a muddle and I’m not sure what to do. You remember I broke up with Pete a little while back. It was a tough decision; not least because he was, it has to be said, a quite amazing lover! It was just... his need to be in charge was gett...

My lover's gaze is blazing sun as down abandoned beach I run in search of shade, of shrouded sky - I shan't escape his searing eye.   Alas, the faster that I try to flee the warmth of his embrace the further still I'm lost until my heart surrenders to the chase.   My lips surrender to the taste of sweet submission's knotted twine around my wrists and ankles laced across his bed - then from behind   I feel his strength, hi...

Like Dorothy and her friends, they had strayed from the path onto a bed of the brightly coloured flowers. But it was no mistake. Though gripped by a strange urge to lie down, it wasn't sleep that called them. Instead, they shed their clothes and drank of the heady perfume of desire. The heat between them had beckoned for days. Beads of sweat bedewed their bodies and mingled as they writhed together. Their breathing came i...

Night has fallen in the forest outside the walls of the cabin, and the crickets have begun their incessant refrain. The dim light of a kerosene lamp illuminates the interior of the single room with a warm, flickering glow. The room is bare, save for a single bed in the center of the clean wood floor. Only a single fitted sheet covers the queen sized mattress. There are no other adornments, although the bedding is clean; i...

You're sitting in the train, looking out of the window as the landscape passes by, wondering what made you sit here, what made you follow her lure call. You sigh loudly—or lowly? You don't know, really, for the droning coming from your headphones drowns all exterior sounds. Loud enough, at least, to earn a worried look from the girl sitting in the same compartment. You choose to ignore her gaze as you are too absorbed by...

Let the lover be. Let her throw abandon to the wind. spin you into the whirlpool. Let orderly papers be knocked into oblivion. The desk is needed for making love.   The cost of his loving is your entire life. Pay it.   Heaven cannot be added on a spreadsheet. What she gives freely is worth more than words. Don't think, don't hesitate. Dive into her head first.   Your salvation depends on it.

It was almost sunset when you pulled onto my street. I heard the squeal of your tires as I waited on the porch, my girlfriend inside. I couldn't refuse your demand. You knew that. Leaning in your window, your breath as sweet as dew on roses. Your hands locked onto my hair and you pulled me to the cruelest, most beautiful set of lips I ever craved. You bit my lower lip, hard. I moaned as quietly as I could, and dampened my...

Two months since my promising career in banking had crashed and burned. Two months since that fateful day when our department manager had called all the interns to the conference room and shattered our lives. The bank was very sorry but business needs dictated that they relocate the business to a country with more favourable tax and business regulations. The senior management would relocate too and quite a lot of the midd...

Six thirty, Friday evening, she isn't home. He lets himself into the empty flat and flops down on the sofa. He kicks off his shoes without untying the laces. The end of another shitty week. He leans back and shuts his eyes, then ping, new message received. It's from her. “Leaving work now. I'll be home around 19:15." He reads the message, lets the phone drop onto his chest, shuts his eyes and ... ping. He sighs with a dee...

The cool crisp air breathing new life between usLips parted, drinking in the essense of loveEyes fixated, dare not to look awayEvery second your scent consumes meMy body aching for your touchAnticipation building as I feel your breath on my lipsHot, wet, welcomingLonging to pull you inside but not too quicklySweet sweet tortureI close my eyes and take a deep breathMy mind racing at the possibilitiesLicking my lipsHot, wet...

Sometimes to write of love,tender feelings,longing and desire. But is that love?Sometimes sweetbut often bitter. Or is it passion,a battle fought,a war of attrition? Love? Is it surrenderor victory completeor mutual annihilation? Does love possess the soulor auction the heart?Is there fair exchange? It is torment and exhilaration,being one,becoming fractured. The pieces of the puzzle,none that fitbut all in place. Sometim...