“Do you think there’s something wrong with me?” “Maybe” you say and smile. “I never used to be this twisted, my mind is in decline”. I tell you and you smile again before kissing me hard on the mouth. You suck my bottom lip into your mouth until it hurts me and instinctively I try…
Laying on my side in bed in that state when you just begin to regain consciousness and slowly begin to wake up I was thinking about many of the erotic stories I have written and feeling quite horny. Then I feel him stir and spoon up against my back. He reaches his arm around my…
He just would not let up he just kept at me. Over and over all the rude comments and little sarcastic remarks. I wish he would just shut the hell up. I’ve had about enough. I want a massage, I want dinner, I want to go to bed early and I’m not in the mood…
 “What do you want right now?” I ask myself out loud as I’m searching for a new story idea. “Coffee” I answer myself like a crazy person, and then I say “Everything, I want everything!” So then I start to wonder, should the story be called “Coffee” of should it be called “Everything”? Then…
Momentarily, I am disconcerted. My habit of letting my mind drift away to sex is not usually a problem; usually I can absorb what’s being said at the same time. It’s a useful trick because I think about sex a lot. If it becomes too intense, i make an excuse, slip away to the ladies…
l was on my way to london for a conference on the train, l’d managed to get a seat with a table and the train was quite busy. it’s a long journey so l’d brought a book to read, l knew the book was about a sex clinic for people with problems in their sex…
