For me, Dan Raymond, the past forty-eight hours had been almost unbelievable. Two days ago, Desmond Greeley, diamond merchant and entrepreneur, had phoned to say he’d enjoyed my last book and had invited me to a party at his luxury mansion. Everything since then seemed to be leading to this gorgeous blonde lady, now squirming and screeching wildly underneath me, as I drove my pounding erection deep into her luscious depth...

From the train window, Mike Spar admired the rising hills and pine clad mountains of the Swedish countryside. He was on his way north to show three novice archaeologists how to start an initial exploration of a tribal village exposed by building work. At just thirty-five years old, being one of the most highly regarded archaeologists in the world could have its drawbacks. This was a beautiful country, but he’d rather be h...

Through my front door does beauty float Lovely and graceful as a bird Lips I longed to kiss say "I love you" She knows not the meaning of the word I'd offered her my oft broke heart Was this so great a sin Familiar scent of booze and sex Announcing where she's been  Her dainty lips, they peck my cheek From her end all is well She's gone all week, beds all but me Can she not see I'm in hell Enough, I say, demand she stay A...

"I should have followed my instinct and not attend that party," I said to myself as I entered my room and removed my Halloween costume. As I undressed I had to concentrate to clear the image of the full red lips and tiny pink tongue of the Corpse Bride licking and kissing the head of my cock. Just thinking about it caused my groin to stir. "How did this happen?" I asked myself. It had not been a good end of summer. First,...

I see her every Friday. Sitting in the front row, her shoulders straight, her music held in front of her, watching the conductor without concession, her focus complete. Eve. Her auburn hair pinned in a elegant twist over her shoulder, the strong, sweet line of her jaw set and the sound she makes… it would damn near melt your heart to hear her sweet, pure soprano reverberate around the room. Most amateurs like me watch her...

“Raj, why don’t you get down and unlock the gate? Stop looking around and find the keys for God’s sake, there will be enough time for watching the nature,” cooed my sweet little wife Sumi, sitting in a corner of the cab squeezed between my two kids and a lap full of baggage; watching me dazed, admiring the scenic beauty of the surrounding. Even when she was irritated and frustrated at my behavior, her voice betrayed sweet...

She gave me a lookA look that can melt anyoneA soft and a seductive look with the eyes gleaming,Where one can see the realm of the universe, A look one can be so obsessed withThe red lips, soft as cherriesAnd opened so littleAwaiting to be tastedEyes so deep and cheeks so chubby, Where one can get lost with And never care for a home.I don't know what's there in herThat I'm so obsessed with!Whether it's her pumping heart,O...

I was home from college for the summer, and my mother dragged me off to church with her on the first Sunday of my summer vacation. I don’t particularly like going to church. I’d rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints. I heard that in a song somewhere. After we took our place in the pews, the preacher came out and started the service. But he wasn’t the same preacher that we had the last time I came here. Th...

My intention wasn't to have sex in the club this time. I've been there many times before and even though I knew a few good spots to take carnal pleasure from a lustful lover, I wanted something more tonight. I wanted someone to take me home and fuck me for hours. Maybe I was a bit scorned after my last relationship ended, but that is the last thought I have. My mind was stuck on the sexual glare I was getting from a stran...

An attraction between individuals.May it be GLBTQ.A man.A woman.A transgender.Or all, whatever.Shouldn't matter.A heart connection. Is a heart connection.An attraction.Is an attraction.There is already too much control...Humanity is not really free...Who has the right to say for me?What is right.What is wrong.My thoughts and feelings are mine.Mine alone, not yours or anyone elses.So judge not another.Unless you yourself w...

I heard a joke once, “If you want to make God laugh, tell Him you have a plan.” Well, I can vouch for that one. After three months at sea, working on a Norwegian freighter, I finally signed off in Alicante, Spain and made my way to Copenhagen, my original destination three months earlier. My plan was to go to Paris and the Left Bank where my favorite expatriate writers lived in the twenties and then to Copenhagen. After w...

I would like to relate the story of one of the best Halloween nights I had ever experienced.It occurred the year that I had auditioned and won the role of Count Dracula for a local amateur theater. I met her after the opening night performance, she introduced herself as April.Now with the exception of her long honey blond hair she bore a remarkable resemblance to famed Hammer movie star Barbara Steel. She told me how much...

If our eyes should meet and attraction flares,Why should we not touch?Why should my hands not feel your satin skin? If our lips should meet and passion ignites,Why should we not kiss?Why should my tongue not taste your sweetness? If our hands should meet and love blooms,Why should we not give it a chance? Why should my heart not reach out and touch yours? If our hearts should meet and love continues to grow, Why should we...

As I read your words I can almost feel your fingers glide across my skin. I can imagine the look in your eyes, the passion and the lust. I dream of the day we may actually meet. You pull words from my mouth and reactions from my body that I have seldom heard or felt. It's far from love but borderline insanity this attraction that I feel. I can only hope that it is shared between you and I. That you can see from the words...