“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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
~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…
“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…
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…
“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…
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…
She walked in wearing a black cocktail dress, sleek and modern, the ensemble of an artist. I had served enough at these events to know who was who. Dressed in a crisp, white blouse and my black, short skirt, I wore the costume of a worker. All night long, I watched her interact with the…
Ellen had left the new nipple clips in the bowl on the kitchen bar. These looked more like jewelry with fancy metal balls hanging off the end, definitely not her clothespins. Roger would see them because they always drank beer standing there after golf. Her fantasy was in his hands now and she wondered what…
“We don’t have enough time.” I walked across the marble floor admiring the hotel bathroom. The drips from my wet hair tickled my skin. I placed my towel on the edge of the tub. “Everyone is waiting for us in the ballroom.” “Let them wait. This is our time,” said Richard. He stepped behind me,…
I inhaled his scent from my spot. Space was thick with people lining the subway car, sticky and stuffy, but I recognized his aroma. This was my favorite part of the day, the moment that I spent in his orbit, a mere tiny planet of me circling my sun. He read the news on his…
Had he left me hanging? Impatiently, I sat at the game table wearing nothing but my lacy thong and open-toe heels, waiting for him to come back and make his move. Which one? I chuckled at my pun. His chess moves or his move on me. He taunted me with his gorgeous ass which I loved to…
Erin completed her first female sexuality class and intended to show Jordan what she learned. A lot of thought and energy created the sexual menu for the evening. Jordan liked things hot and Erin desired to spice things up but taking the lead was outside her comfort zone. “Hey, Baby. I got your message. What’s…
I’m not sure in the course of the play when his presence filtered into my awareness. He sat front row, stage left, opposite my front center-stage, end-row seat. It was a three-sided audience. I’m not sure what I noticed first about him? Was it his dark wavy hair, longish, with a matching two-day scruff beard?…
As a beginning erotic writer, I am making exciting connections with others in the genre. These authors are wonderfully supportive, kind, and helpful. One of my favorite new writing friends hails from Australia, Adrea Kore. From the other side of my world, her lyrical style and use of metaphor intrigue and move me. I told…
“It’s not a race, Cher.” “I know, but I’m nervous and excited.” “Don’t worry about them.” He ran his nose over the bridge of hers. “I’ll get you where you want to go.” “Hmmm. I’m not worried. But it is our first time. How many are watching?” She lifted her head to look around him…
Daniel really cares and he listened. I just hadn’t realized it yet. My jazz piano guy loved to take me to his gigs. Through no fault of my own, I fell asleep to jazz. I love it but it puts me in a trance state. I become mellow and fluid and then sleep followed. It…
“Where is your old typewriter?” asked Alexandra. “It’s in the hall closet.” Stephan looked up from his art easel in the studio. His seductive gaze held her, as did his stance, edgy and ready. “You need it for what? “Project for my writing class,” said Alex as she bent over to pick it up. Alexandra…
Two years from my human sexuality college classroom, I watched Facebook announcements of at least ten more of my students graduating. While I am proud and happy, it saddened me to realize the rhythm of college semesters is fading for me. It didn’t escape me that I wrote this prompt about milestones, couched within a…
I walked into the living room and spotted Dave on the couch, reading a book. There was an immediate lightness in my chest but I kept my focus on him. My “getting off” plan was underway. I sauntered over, removed the book from his hands and sat on his lap. “What is up with you?”…
Julia remained rail high on the condo balcony, overlooking the Atlantic Ocean, naked and bent over. She pursed her dry lips and then licked them. Her tongue savored the taste of salt spray on her skin. Simon had given her directions, and she was determined to get them right. Once considered off limits in their…
