Category: Fiction

“Wait, you’re about to drop it on my toes.” “I am not. You’re a wimp.” “This mattress is heavy, Luke,” I said as it slipped from my left hand, and crashed into the bedframe. Luke righted my end of the mattress and somehow got it on the platform. We fell on the bed. “I remember the last time we moved our place.” “Me too, Alice. It was fun. What a pack of crazies who helped.” “It’s a wonder nothing broke.” I laid flat on the mattress listening to the clatter from the other rooms. Voices boomed, dishes rattled, boxes scraped....

“I have a surprise for you tonight,” said April, using her flirty voice. “The sexy kind?” I asked. My face flushed. “Are you game?” “If you’re planning, April, always.” “I’ve been listening to your wants.” “Uh huh.” “I already texted you the time and address. Wear a skirt, sans undies.” “You want me to think about it all day long.” “Yes, that is my evil plan. And no matter what you consider, Mae, you’ll never guess this one.” “I’ll be the judge of that.” “Oh, baby, be ready.” I read the text, but the location was unfamiliar. April knew I...

Do people have public sex? It is a common fantasy. Tell me how you like my take on it. The booming music moved me. Packed with the band’s crowd of fans, I danced to the beat. The surrounding bodies pressed against me and made us feel like one. I was horny. As I shifted with the vibrations, I surveyed the room. I wet my lips and my heart skipped a beat as my tongue slid over them. I felt hyper-sexual tonight. Everything and everyone turned me on. Beside me, there was a redhead with luscious breasts. Hard nipples peeked through...

“Darn, it’s cold outside.” The front door slammed and the wind whipped under my skirt and assaulted my warm flesh. “Who brings Florida clothes for a northern winter trip?” “You didn’t turn the heat on in the truck, did you?” “Nope. I wanted the visit down memory lane to be authentic.” “What a load.” “You realize this is an anniversary, Joy?” “Twenty years.” I nudged him with my elbow. “Think we’re flexible enough to do this?” “Are you kidding? When you told me you were coming to visit, and wanted to ride in the truck, all I could think about...

One year ago this week, Marie Rebelle hosted my guest post and launched my erotic writing to the world. Here is the story that started it all. Thanks Marie. xoxox “Now. Pick up where we left off. Summarize and be quick about it,” said Amy. As I watched, she whipped her tee-shirt off her tasty body and left the bed. “You make it difficult to think straight when you tease me like this.” I reached out to stroke her leg. It was an effort because every part of my body ached. She scooted backward out of my grasp. We had...

It had been a long work week, and with Friday here, I was ready to unwind. When I walked in my bedroom, I discovered two, lovely women lying in my bed. They each had a hand in the other’s panties and were moaning. Their tangled limbs shaped the letter X. My wife and her friend Gia embodied my most desired fantasy. “What took you so long, Stan?” “Tate, what is going on?” “We were playing truth or dare. I picked dare.” “What was the dare?” “Gia dared me to make out with her when you got home from work?” My...

“What? Carol and Armand’s annual Halloween gathering is a swinger’s event?” “Yeah, it’s perfect. We can go incognito.” “Dressed like that lovely ghost, you are strangling on your erection. No.” Roger loved Halloween and role play, and he used every body part to that end. “Baby, don’t you like my ghost?” “I like it real.” I snatched the white makeshift ghost costume off his penis. Clothes are for people, not this lovely erection.” I stroked his cock. “Okay, but you’d be up for holiday costumes to add an extra intrigue to our first swinging opportunity?” I kissed him on the...

The breeze picked up, and I chose my steps carefully while we moved through the woods. As the mountain air blew through my hair, chill bumps covered my body. I inhaled the sharp, October air that held a hint of campfire smoke. Leon’s firm grip on my hand hurt. Was he afraid I would change my mind? “We’re almost there, Melody.” “How will we know if they are—?” “Babe, it’s called Swinger’s Bridge.” Never did I imagine that a weekend getaway to spice up our sex life would lead to this?Leon’s internet research found this place and here we were. The...

It was our regular Friday game night with my friends. This crowd hated my single status so on occasion they would surprise me with a new guy. Tonight was one of those nights. I arrived with my traditional barbecue chicken dip and spotted the new guy the second I walked in. Making a bee-line for the kitchen, I sought out Sheila. “Who’s responsible for this tonight?” I sat the casserole dish and chips on the counter, anchored my hands to my hips, and turned prepared to blast Sheila. “It’s not what you think, Alice.” “Oh? You’ve rounded out the numbers...

Arriving after dress rehearsals, Drew stood at the door, for our final scene. Did he know? As I inhaled the sangria and sweat emanating from his body, I couldn’t help myself. Two fisted, I grabbed him by the white shirt and pulled him to me. The touch was all it took. “Be in character, English accent and all.” Those were the only words I could manage. I stared up into his eyes. There was heat, and I knew he craved me. I observed him, searching for the change and then the character emerged. “Who are you?” “William.” “What’s happening, William?” “The battle....

Earl’s buddy had found a pinup poster of his all-time favorite model in his vintage collection of Playboy magazines. The guys teased him about his love of out-of-date, classy women. The day Emmie walked into the garage, he thought his unforgettable model had stepped right off the page. How could he be this lucky seeing these curves and style in person? As Earl had imagined her body wrapped in delicate lace lingerie, she had made a play for him, and he accepted. As he stared at the pin-up over his desk, he fantasized about Emmie in her lingerie; his dick...

A crusty, old man with a cigarette dangling from his lips, and a purple-haired emo twenty-something, and I waited in the hall with our fellow students as the custodian unlocked the studio. Echoed footsteps and murmurs surrounded me standing in this tobacco laced space. I had never pictured myself with these students. I scheduled this class because I was bored and lonely and I hoped to meet a sex partner. If this was my pool of potentials, then the class may cure my boredom, but the people possibilities would not cure my loneliness or aid me in locating a sex...

“Baby, I want this.” Adam sat naked on the floor of the bedroom enjoying Lucy disrobing. His mouth watered, for a cunt in his face and a backdoor view. Lucy took her time getting her black dress off. As she dropped each article of clothing, Adam noticed her hands shook. Her panties came off last like they were her last bit of protection. “I just want to know every part of you, even your ass.” “You want my ass?” “Like you wouldn’t believe. Now get over here.” Adam thought every inch of a person’s skin provided pleasure, and he wanted...

In the midst of a crowd milling around me, the stale smoke and cotton candy scents overwhelm me. I stare at the Wonder Wheel, lost. What a misnomer it is. I don’t wonder, I know. Tonight’s the night. You are probably on the ride with her now. When you told me you had a surprise, I foolishly thought it was for me. As you described your plan to pay the attendant to make the chair stop at the top, my heart sang. My imagination took over, creating our naughty scene; until I heard you say her name, “Desiree.” It stunned...

“Grab the beach bag. I’ve got the camera.” “What time is it?” “2 a.m. Come on; we can’t miss it.” “This is your thing, Paul. Not mine.” “But we can do this together. I promise it will be good.” I sat up and grabbed my ponytail band and bound my hair up. Paul collected his camera bag and started putting drinks in our little cooler. “Where are we going?” “I scouted the best spot to capture the show. We are going out on the pier.” I threw on a sundress over my naked body. “We can’t go there. That’s inside...

Naked, the cold air meets my nipples. The transition awakens my body. I love the texture when they are hard, erect, and attentive. You and I know they are the express elevator to my sex explosion. Nipples. Touch them and all desire moves south. Taste them and heat radiates through me. Lick them and moans erupt from me. Suck them and my body rises to meet you. Nip them and soul sex ensues. Twist them and wrench me into orgasm. Clip them or bind them. Make me mad. It’s a movement meditation; a film that replays in my head. With...

It’s dreamlike for me, as I float. How do you know my desires so well?  Yes, there, right there. You play in my secret garden. You tiptoe on a predetermined path as you visit every inch of the landscape. How you begin the journey, tells me what is coming. Today, you surprise me. The heat of your four fingertips under my left cheek arouses me. Your thumb executes a specific plan. After circling my clit, it slides up my clitoral body like it is your penis length you stroke. You give me what you want me to have, so different from...

Clara and Brian planned a trip to Mexico for a week of fun and sun with their best friends. She could barely contain her excitement because she had read the best place to try new sexual things was during vacation. Clara didn’t have the courage to tell Brian that she wanted to try some backdoor action. He was open to suggestions, but she had no clue how to share it without feeling like a total freak. When they arrived at the resort, everyone checked in, and then they dispersed to their previously scheduled events. While the men went to the...

Marley held her breath as she connected the Skype call. The temperature in the room seemed to rise or was that just her? If someone saw her, would they believe she was watching gay men get each other off? She banished her wimpy self from the room; she was doing this. “Hey Marley, can you see us okay?” Two heads huddled around the screen. “Yeah, I can.” “You ready for some fun? Am I? Every time Marley went out with Jacob and Fredrick, and they made out, she got hot. She didn’t understand it, but she loved watching men love...

~The prompt for Friday Flash was this picture taken by F dot Leonora. Drawing from her prompt, I went to my local Italian restaurant and this is what emerged.~ The Italian restaurant closed late on Saturday night, and I was the last to leave. After bidding farewell to my friends, I stepped into the humid stickiness of summer and fanned myself. My sheer light dress stuck to my skin and I waved it to get air on my bareness underneath. Outside, I realized I had left my credit card at the table. I stepped back in to retrieve it. The...

“Is this a fucking test?” I slammed the phone down. How am I supposed to do this? They didn’t tell me I needed a female model in the shoot. This new ad agency guy expected me to make something from nothing. Across the room, Alphonse snickered and shook his head at George. As the creative director for this erotic photo shoot, I had to come up with an idea and fast. I was not losing this job or the ones that could come from it. My panic over this work situation nearly choked me. “Ellie, I am willing to do...

Our hands locked onto each other’s body, fingers connected to the fierce pulse of our sexual energy. I longed for our passionate Saturday mornings together. “Here?” He inched closer, positioning his hand where he knew I wanted it, snuggling closer. He smelled like sleep and sunshine. “Yes.” There’s a bitter sweetness to remembering. He nuzzled his nose to my ear, “You like it when my fingers touch you like this.” I do, I did. I wish I’d told you. “You want me to do you first?” “No, let’s keep going together.” I lied. I wanted him focused on my orgasm. His...

“What’s your audition?” Olivia, the chesty blonde, laid a magazine on the table in front of her. Her lovely cleavage was in direct line of sight of Kylie who crossed her legs to rub her clit. “I’m trying out to be an extra in a soap commercial, you?” “I think it’s a porn audition but I’m not sure.” “You’re kidding, right?” “It was vague, but I figured, no harm in trying out.” “What do you have to do?” “No clue.” She looked around the room sizing up the other people wondering who she might audition with. She got nervous considering...

Life inspires stories. As a therapist, I love to consider group connections and why people are together and why paths cross. However, today in writer mode, life information gets used in a different way, it becomes sparks that transform into a story.  This weekend I met a dynamic group of eleven women dining at a local restaurant. They were visitors to the island, friends from uni, sorority sisters, on a long awaited beach weekend, traveling in from all over. With Wicked Wednesday’s prompt rolling around in my mind, I had to decide, which person of me, the women would meet....