Fiction

  • The Best is Yet to Come

    The crew of “Wild Women on the Water” arrived at the beach pier destination to film a sequence between their signature model Laurel and a newly signed actor. Directing this erotic shoot would be tough on Aja. She wondered how she would handle her secret attraction to Laurel. As Donald cleared the pier for filming,…

  • Pink Dimensions

    Nick and Natalie walked into the beach condo. The decor proved that point. Seashell lamps and nautical designed fabrics graced the furniture and sea-themed objects were scattered in every room. They were surprised at how beachy it was. “Come see the master suite. It’s like being inside a seashell. It’s so iridescent pink and shiny,”…

  • Ginger’s Scent of French

    “I thought we were going to the foreign flick called Ginger’s Scent of French.” Daria read the marquee, “Best Porn in Town.” Annie laughed. “Sometimes your brain amazes me. I told you we were choosing between Ginger’s Wet Dreams, Scent of Sex, and French Orgy.” “No, I remember. There was no mention of porn.” “But,…

  • Working the Gap

    Evelyn looked across the control room and spotted Dean. “I need a hand,” she yelled. She hiked up her leopard print skirt to headline the tops of her black thigh-highs. The gap of skin between the stockings and dress breathed. It was like a reverse blindfold. Her body remained covered except for this one strip…

  • Reminiscing

    She never heard George step up behind her naked body. Standing in front of the armoire mirror, she assessed herself. His eyes followed her. The same look of interest was there now, exactly like it had been forty years ago. Focusing back on her body, she saw her life’s road map etched there. Grey hair….

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    2+1=2

    “Hey Evan, we’re here.” Jim and Brad arrived every Monday at 3 p.m. A year ago, a motorcycle accident paralyzed me. Only my motorcycle gang supported me. My partner ditched me when he determined I would never be physically whole. What a loser. That’s when Jim and Brad came to visit and made their offer….

  • Captive

    I am participating in Friday Flash. This picture prompted the story. Blindfolded and perched on the mahogany swivel piano stool, Audrey opened her legs for his inspection. Stephen hummed the tune she had finished playing for him. This world-renowned pianist delighted the masses with her musical talent, and they never knew she directed him, playing…

  • Sexual Synergy

    I knew the second John James walked into the room. It was fifteen minutes before my class ended. His presence sent my body and mind into a tailspin of robust sexual desire. With skin flushing, I stepped into my total sexual self. Destiny or fate provided me the only person who could flip that switch….