Last night we FaceTimed and I set my laptop on the end of the bed and I gave him jerk-off instructions as I played with myself for him. I encourage you to maybe have your wife reenact this with you. And if you’re a woman, do this for your husband next time you’re apart. He’ll enjoy it! (Heck, you can do it in the same room, if you can control the urge to jump each other! lol) Here’s what you’ll need to follow along. Your...

Despite making love for nearly the entire evening in the LA apartment, I shared with my roommate, (she was out of town for the weekend), the tenderness was bittersweet knowing my beloved husband had to catch an early morning flight for the east coast. Newly married, a spirit of sadness hung in the air knowing this was to be our first separation; our bodies and spirits would be away from one another for the next fourteen d...

Lying naked, I spread my legs. Not to be fucked—not yet. First, I submit to a weekly ritual, a sensual shave that makes me silky smooth, inside and out. As the steel blades remove all evidence of my being a redhead from my mound, my arousal creates soft, wet folds, aching to be entered, but not yet. Next, the teasing continues as his talented tongue sends me over the edge with its erotic assault on my hard little nub. Sti...

Dolores Piquet shuffled her feet nervously and ran her fingers through her shoulder-length brown hair. She was alone in the waiting room. Or at least she was the only patient if that was the right word. Was she a patient? There was nothing wrong with her. She could have walked out any minute. But she didn’t. She had to know more. The bored-looking receptionist looked up from her typewriter. “He won’t be long now,” she sai...

I was born in 1951. So this is a story of how things were before cell phones and the Internet, in an era of almost zero available sexual knowledge and even parents hesitated to talk to their kids about sex. I learned from rumors and friends' tall tales. To compound the problem, I was a late bloomer, a naïve, immature man-child. I was only 5’10”, 190 lbs as a high school senior, not maturing until my sophomore year of coll...

Chapter One Hundred-Three Dani slept fitfully that night; the image of Grace and Mac seared in her brain. She woke with her hand between her thighs, knowing it was wrong to think of her friend and boss like this, but the scene was just too erotic for words. Closing her eyes, she envisioned Mac’s hands grabbing Grace’s hips as he thrust into her dripping, eager cunt as she begged him to fuck her harder and deeper. It made...

Marsha reached out and held my hand, somehow knowing this woman was very special to me. As Sam disappeared from view, I turned to my wonderful wife and asked, "What did she say to you?" Marsha smiled and then said. "She told me I am the luckiest woman on earth." I leaned toward her and kissed her softly on the lips. "Let's go home," I whispered. Marsha nodded her agreement, and we said goodbye to Rick and Janet. On the wa...

After eight years of marriage, our sex life had grown stale and dull. “Take me by surprise,” I told him, “Any time.” Nearly a week passed. Not another word was said. I was sitting at my desk working on my last Lush story. The door burst open. He gently pulled me up from the office chair, then pushed me down, so I was bent over my writing desk. He reached around and undid my jeans, yanking them down. Then my panties. He en...