relationships
We are going dancing with friends, vanilla friends. You explained the rules before we arrived at the nightclub: I’m yours to touch...
“I need you to fuck my ass tonight,” Kelly said. There was no preamble. No word foreplay. My wife was standing at...
photo: Viv Thomas You stretch luxuriously as you saunter down the stairs, like a cat rising from a sumptuous nap. You relish the cool caress...
The neighbors have gone quiet. The drone hits the stones on the ground in an attempt to land itself and gives out...
Hannah’s head pounded as a painfully hot needle blazed in the middle of her retina. She squinted at the cacti that passed...
part one: a breathless meeting I was watching her body from the upper balcony of my beach house two doors down. She...
It’s Billie Eilish’s fault. by Christina Every time I hear that song I get horny for him and I call him up, even...
part eleven: debased and defiled? A Walk on the Beach “Debased and — ?” “ — Defiled. Yes.” “Utterly — ?” “Yes,” Jason repeated genially, “Utterly. Debased and Defiled.” He...
I saw your warm chocolate lips from across the room. The instant I walked into the cafe, it was like my eyes...
There is a deceptive gentleness in his embrace. I know from experience that tenderness like this always precludes the suffering he enjoys...
