Peeping

Peeping Jane: Part 2

He pulls his hard dick out through the slit of his boxer briefs, stroking it slowly as he watches the two girls. I take a long drag, filling my lungs with minty smoke, and squat down for a more comfortable view. Leaving the cigarette pressed between my lips, I pull off Christina’s jean jacket and spread…

Peeping

Peeping Jane: Female Voyeur

Stepping off the last of the balcony’s steps, a warm summer breeze blows my cigarette smoke back into my face. The crowd above me whoops and hollers over juvenile drinking games. “How did I end up back in this town,” I grumble, having taken to the habit of talking to myself over the past few…

AirplaneSex

Happy Ending: Part 2

Slick with massage oil, his hands caressed over my bare back. They glided over my taunt muscles with just enough pressure to locate areas of tension without my initial fear of being broken. I felt like I was melting into the table. Paul broke the silence. “How’s the pressure?” I moaned pleasurably, no longer caring about…

EatPussy

Eat Pussy Like a Fat Kid Eats Cake

After making out on my bed for what seems like an eternity, my thespian asks, “Do you always kiss like that?” Taken back, chunks of shaky silent stumbles out of my mouth between words, “Yeah. No? I don’t know.” How drunk am I?  Until I blurt, “Why?” in the bitchiest tone I know. “I can tell you’re…

MeanWoman

The Last Time We Have Sex

Our romance is a three-act tragedy on its final decline. I feel like an actress playing the part of interested date. When he kisses me, I can taste his want and longing. He reeks of commitment and desperation. Laying on a couch too formal for his apartment, I watch while he fumbles around in the kitchen. He twists and turns in…

DoubleBlind

Masturbating While Driving

After a few more steps away from the house, I awkwardly perfect a 180-degree turn in my stilettos. Not an easy feat considering more than my shoes. His forearms press against the doorframe as he arches his long, lean body into the daylight. “Drive safe.” he says as he waves but his words dissolve somewhere…

Generic Ruthless

Mom I’d Like to Fuck: Part 2

“Is it alright if I hold you?” John says as his deep brown eyes gaze down. Yes. Yes. Yes. Please. Hold me. Touch me. My body feels like it will leap out of my skin before I can answer him. A weak surrendering moan escapes my face as it crashes into his torso and my fatigue arms encircle…

Generic Ruthless

Mom I’d Like to Fuck

The patio is our only refuge from tonight’s heat. I glance down at my wristwatch then hold it close to my ear and listen. Nothing, no ticks. It feels about two or three in the morning. However, it could just as easily be hours in either direction. Time didn’t seem consistent anymore, not after Mallory.…

SmokeSexCouple

Fucking Under the Influence: Part 2

Part 1: Fucking Under the Influence  I keep inhaling the diminishing joint as his eyes move around the room frantically. “Ashtray,” I remind him, holding the quarter-inch of stacked ember dust to his face. He carries me closer to the desk, where I drop the J onto an overflowing receptacle of blunt roaches and gray ash.…

AirplaneSex

Mile High Club

Any attempt to hear the bathroom lock over the noise of the airplane is futile. Standing in front of the bi-folding metal door, prepared to leave, or at least having the appearance of leaving if anyone pressed through the unlocked opening. I take a deep breath before pushing the aperture into a pleat and step…

Choke

Erotophonophilia

His touch is rough. Not his skin, his actual handling of my body is wild and surly. He scoops up my naked frame and heaves me over his shoulder. As he carries me down the hall, his shoulder digs into my abdomen and I balance myself by resting my hands on his lower back, checking…