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Entertainment: The Twins and Me.

So you are sitting in your favorite chair outside on the deck, the late afternoon sun streaming across your beautifully tanned body. Every part of you feels so violently alive, the adrenaline still coursing through your veins, an aftereffect of your midday run through the forest and short swim in the slightly cool pond. You are naked aside from a silver ...

Making Out: Before Everything

After six weeks of emailing and texting, we were finally going to meet. To say I was nervous was an understatement. I kept fidgeting with my cocktail, flinching every time someone walked through the doors of my date’s favorite bar. I was here two hours early; I just couldn’t sit in my hotel room any longer. I kept wondering if we’re going to like each ...

Walk Like: A Soldier.

I just saw you walk past my table. Walking so confidently, arms swinging at your sides, like you were on a formal parade at some old school military academy. Shoulders back, chest out, arms going straight up and down with extreme gusto. Do you even know you do this? Perhaps you’ve been swinging your arms since you were a cute ...

Fall: In Paris & Love.

I travel all the time for work. All. The. Time. So there has to be a place in the world where I can have some downtime and just chill, free from the distractions of hammering out killer code. You would think I could work remotely, especially now, given how COVID has changed the workplace. Alas, no. I’m busier than ever, and my skills are much ...

Sandy: Beach Reading.

After a couple of days, we had figured out the beach sun-lounger etiquette at the resort. We knew which guests would have their towels strategically placed on what loungers and at what time. So not to disturb everyone’s routine, as I’ve been more than a bit grumpy at finding my ‘spot’ taken at a resort, we settled at two chairs at the far end of ...

Runner’s High: Only Different.

I don’t know how many miles I’ve run in my life. A lot, I suspect. If I had been careful, I could have kept track pretty easily. In the early days, I would drive over the routes I ran, using the car odometer to calculate distances. It wasn’t super accurate, but close enough. Now, I can track everything: Distance, elevation, heart rate. It’s almost too much ...

Shibari: Never Enough Rope.

Husband: It took me a long time before I dared to ask my girlfriend if we could do Shibari together. It’s not a well-known practice in the West and frequently brings up the wrong ideas in people’s heads if they don’t fully comprehend or understand it. Images of tightly bound women with an excessive amount of ropes suggest some sort ...

Holes: All Filled.

Undoubtedly the most effective way to grab my attention was for her to say in the middle of our first Zoom date, “I need all my holes filled.” It took a few seconds for my brain to process that statement. I am by no means a shrinking violet, but I don’t think I’ve ever heard a woman say that so casually in a conversation. And mean it with such seriousness ...

Shampoo: And Conditioner.

The glass wall of the shower is already foggy from the scalding hot water streaming down over your body. As your rinse your blonde hair a final time under the deluge of water coming from the showerhead, you barely hear the subtle click of the door opening as I enter. ...

Pot: And the Best Orgasm.

I don’t smoke pot. It does funky things to my brain. Or rather my brain resists all attempts to get high and have a good time. Instead, I go into super analytical mode. It’s exhausting. And it’s also not fun. But in the spirit of adventure, I tried a pot vape pen that someone had left in my girlfriend’s house. My first mistake ...

Memories: Missing from Last Night.

I drugged my boyfriend. Accidentally, of course. But the results were terrific. Let me explain what happened before you judge me too much. Here is a little backstory before we get into the juicy stuff. My boyfriend is amazing. After twenty years of being married to a narcissist and a miserable twenty years those ...

Closet: Walk-in Pleasure.

I’m delighted with our new house. And I think my wife is too. High on the list of housing requirements was having a proper walk-in closet—none of those tiny pseudo-walk-in Seattle closets, where you can barely walk two steps inside. My wife wanted an actual room for her clothes. And of course her shoes ...

Cheshire: The Cat.

There is nothing more delicious than waking to find you curled around me. The soft whisper of your breath against my chest. The delicate touch of your breasts against my ribs. The warmth of your pussy pressed against my thigh, as your leg is casually draped over mine. And then to feel your hand wrapped ...

Winter: Slow Kisses.

It’s pitch black. An early winter morning. No sound from the house except the slow creak of the heating system keeping us warm. I feel my body slowly. Checking extremities. And then I feel you. Curled against me. Head buried in my chest. One leg over mine. Hand wrapped around my cock. Holding him firmly. A solid mass waiting to be ...

Waking: Unusually Before Me.

Unusually, you are awake before me. How do I know this? Because I can feel your hand wrapped around my hard cock, slowly moving up and down, punctuated with your hot breath against my neck, long exhales as you slide down my shaft. I think you might have been at this for a while; I can almost smell the sweet scent of your wet sex, the ...

Magical: You and Lisa.

There is something magical when I watch Lisa kiss you. Her lips so frantically against yours. Her luscious body, all soft and curvaceous, eager to please you. There is no jealousy, just fascination, as I listen to your ever-increasing moans of pleasure. It’s not long before I feel your hand on my hard cock, except it’s not ...