The meeting had gone on far too long, and still, they were getting no further. Gillian was, by now, fed up as she had no input into this meeting and frustrated by the indecision to move it forward. She had made plans for the evening, but they had gone out of the window. It would be too difficult to make it home, change, and meet the date. Gillian had resigned herself to the fact that she would spend the night alone, again...

“You need a warm, blood-filled, lengthening cock in you – not some cold, lifeless dildo,” he says. I walk away, soul-searching what I really need.  Later that night… Reassuring eyes unlock my caged heart. Whispered words penetrate my guarded mind. Ravenous mouth and tongue melt my frigid sex. In my eyes, by the time she straps it on, it’s a natural extension of her. As she fucks me, she becomes my religion and I shout Her...

“Fuck, I should have known better,” Ella muttered under her breath, reaching for the bag of breakfast cereals, “than to—Argh!—let a ghost have his way with me.” She slammed the door of the cupboard with determined frustration. “And a desperate incapable virgin at that!” “Hey, I heard that!” came a disembodied voice from inside the refrigerator she was opening to find the disembodied head of her latest sexual escapade, loo...

Alone again in a peaceful place, but not alone at all. The sensual feeling of a night at home, as the fading daylight falls. The fantasy world within my head makes the rising feeling grow. A consolidation of all the needs instills a conscious glow.   My hand slides down my silken dress and strokes my hardened groin. The overwhelming feeling of the pleasure in my wanton loin. My breathing and my pulse become a rhythmic eth...

Sunday morning was here. And the world was bright and sunlit. Connie Summers was there, in her little car, as promised. Yesterday she had taken my virginity, before offering more. My self-confidence was still not very high. Trying to control my excitement, I pulled open the passenger door. Leaning inside, there was that bright sunshine smile. “Glad you came,” Connie said, and her half-turn pulled her lemon blouse tight ov...

Winter's frozen mantle recedes from yonder cordillera flanksAs wildflower bud presses its urgent release, not yet fulfilled,Life-in-lull, dreaming through dim-lit days, wrestle with soaked cloakFor light and life, humus purified, fertile for expectant emergence.Eager rise precedes hungry stem, stretching abundant after sleep,Fertile vessels feed the seep that plies stemmed arteriesGiving birth to rapid rigor, a rigid post...

The effect you impart upon my heart, To fuse your view within,Those memory pictures, explicitly bold Begin my rising start… The embellishing delicacies draped refined, Accouterments visions galore,Such fantasy primers infuse my pulse, You are my ache sublime. Your cues, your mews, my daily news, You are my relevant views,I carry sensations, such coaxing vibrations, You are my feed, my muse. Effective endowments, your bold...

It was Michelle who finally came to my rescue to break me out of grieving for my Janet. I guess it took nearly a year but she did. While I was not looking, she snuck up on me with the widow Solvang in hand at church one blustery spring morning. David Solvang’s wife had been like a second mom to Michelle taking care of her while Janet worked the books for our company. She was Janet’s BFF in modern parlance. Her best friend...

I think I fall in love, Each time you say my name. The way you call me baby, It never sounds the same. The way you look at me, Feels like kisses on my heart. As if you always see me, As a precious piece of art. You, so masculine, Touch all my femininity.You fill my universe,With the stars of all infinity. The sweetest smile in your eyes, Makes me want to cry. And if I can make you laugh,  Well, happy I will die. You never...