Half-awake, I feel her lower onto me, sliding along my morning salute, lubricating me. "No," she whispers in my ear. She rises, adjusts herself, and slides down on me. "I’ll not marry you." She rises and lowers again. She squeezes and releases several times. She feeds me a nipple, I bite and suck, she moans. She rises, squeezing me tight, and then ever so slowly she lowers, all the way, pushing down on me. As I stiffen an...

  Although all our real lives are separate and so very differentWe are drawn together onlineSharing stories about our dayOur hopes and dreams for the futureand insecurities from the pastthrough listening and encouragementwe make each other better peopleBut lately, it is like a fog has appearedAnd you’ve grown distant quiet and guardedAnd it is obvious you are strugglingWhy is unclear… But we want to understandSo now we st...

 Although in a past relationship I have been a submissiveWith you, however, that is not my role. From the very first day we have always said we're equals,but that is not how it feels. You are the one I spend the most time with because I need you and want you Close to my heart and soulBut now that seems like it's not enough. I hope that you realize that if it was at all possibleI would be with you 24/7, 365 days a year.  Y...

  I don’t know what has changedBut something hasIn the past few weeks,Because you promisedYou would always be thereBut when that was testedYou were nowhere to be seen. So now my heartWhich was so full of love,Is doubtful and unsureAs many questionsAre left unansweredLeaving me wonderingExactly where I belong?    

Because after a whileThere are no wordsNothing that has not already been saidIn every octaveWith every toneFast and spelled out for youS L O W L YWe have been soft with one anotherDesperate in our love makingI have taken your handYou have taken mineWe have placed the fingertips of the otherOn pulse pointsStroked hidden placesAnd pleaded "love me"Felt the heat it generatesThe frictionThe tensionThe fearThe peaceSometimes w...

Following the aborted orgy with the women, I hurriedly apologized to Jeri and Brenda for our abrupt departure and took Sasha's hand. We never looked back as we made our way to the car. On the way back to Mom's place, I focused on driving. Sasha sat in the passenger seat, quiet except for an occasional sniffle. She was silently crying as I drove, but I wanted to wait until we got back before I spoke to her. Once I pulled i...

I wanted to write a poem for you.  I've never written one before.  I've seen that little book you keep,  the cuts and pastes of your life, a collection of words.  I've seen the pictures and the artful curve of your script.  I've seen you nurture it when you thought there were no eyes.  I want to be a part of your book.  I want to be a part of your life. I look into your life.  I look into your eyes. And, I see you.  I wan...

I want to tell you,  Tell you about a woman’s love,  Because the world does not know enough.  There are few words sufficient in nature  With meanings that can cover the depth  Of what she gives  When she chooses  To open her arms,  To soothe you from within  And lets you enter her heart. It is what old, lonely men wish to whisper  In the ears of their sons,  So that they will know  And maybe save themselves  From making m...