The next two days passed without incident, and gave me time to process everything that had happened. While it wasn't great that my son was lusting after his own mother and tributing cum to her at night, I decided it was ultimately harmless. I figured it was a phase and he would eventually grow out of it. I worried that confronting him would push him back into his shell, which he had just recently started to emerge from. I...

"Honestly, Daphna, you won't believe what these kids are into these days." It was a lazy afternoon at work, and Hila was telling me about her ghastly discovery: her son watches porn. She'd always had a penchant for the dramatic, but it was going into overdrive right now. I mean, yeah, people watch porn; it's a healthy habit. If I recall correctly, there were many a nights her bed would be squeaking loudly at 3am when we u...

I half expect the cavernous silence over the phone line to end in a click and the dial tone. As the moments tick by, the fact it doesn't begins to worry me just as much. It means she's considering my offer. Too late to take it back. Willing my heart to stop thumping in case it wakes my wife one floor above the living room in which I sit, I wait. The softness of the sofa contrasts with the receiver nestled between my shoul...

I love your sex – the way you write,You always set my laptop alight Leaving me breathless every timeYour words are hot, whether prose or rhyme Intense feelings in every line,You always send tingles right down my spine Sexy scenes in all your talesYour ability to arouse me simply never fails Each sentence woven so beautifully,My fingers searching for my pussy Steamy sex making me wet,Getting so close but not quite coming y...

I’ve watched you,Addicted to the loveliness of your mind,The adventure of your words,The beauty you give to those who can’t see. The sky is your canvas.With the universeYou create,Always something new. Your chosen words are texturesThat can be felt.Each letter dances gracefully,Flutters over my skin. Sensation ripensTo a vista of colours,Some are emotions I've never felt,All are in dreams I am yet to have. Sometimes your...

“It makes it harder to write”, I told her  “When your mouth is, oh dear” “Hmm?” she hummed, the sound more a buzz And silenced me once and for all, which was quite rare, In truth, an oddity, at least when I’m… “Oh!” Her smile was like Christmas, my gloss on her lips As she came up for air, or perhaps, a desire to know If I’d written a word or two or six “Read me the first line, try not to falter.” She smiled as she parted...

For yesterday by Cheltenham *****Arrive and fleet Butterfly wingsA haze of movementWhen we interactKiss me tenderlyIn your bedroomWhisper secretsI crave your splendorWeep in silenceCry tearfullyI hold you closerThe moment passesI wipe your cheek withMy fingertip andI kiss your mouth myHands travel south, weSample each otherTo you I've been trueHow sweet your nectarHow soft your petalsTo my delightThe longest nightThe pric...