Pause Stories

Stepping closer still. Invading your personal space. Standing there in front of you.  No words.  No touching.  Just closeness.  Feel me there. So uncomfortably near. That’s where I am. Your nerves not remotely unnerved; composure fiercely undisturbed. That stillness is my longing.  Perpetual steadiness of my gyroscopical being. Never so radically relieved.  Inhaling your scent; ascending fragrance of life.  The silence br...

You know that moment, the one where time stops.  The one where the beat of a butterfly's wings lasts a lifetime.   You know that moment, where night and day merge. Where right and wrong are fluid. Where pleasure and pain coexist.    You know that moment, when both of your bodies are in stasis One waiting for the other and a moment seems a century.   That one moment, where your existence comes down to a single burning blac...

Ben caressed Freya's cheeks, kissed her nipples and nuzzled her neck and Freya played along. Ben’s concentration on gentleness left him no clue about Freya’s wandering mind. She tilted her head to view the wetness coating Ben’s thick cock. It was naughty and exciting because she knew it was more than just her wetness. Yet Freya wondered if Ben could ever get past missionary sex. She fantasized about fleeing and re-engagin...