I took the last bus to get to him that night. When I got off it he was there, waiting for me. When we got inside I wanted to rip off his clothes and just go straight for the good stuff. Luckily for me he did show some restraint.
He stepped into the shower …

I have this really, really, good friend. I’m able to talk about absolutely everything with him, and have been for quite some time now. There has not been any sort of sexual tension between us, which has been very, very, comfortable. I guess it helped me to open up even more because of it.
I’m …

Some times in life you just get to a crossing, where your life takes a turn and changes. When Bad Bad Girl tells about Ghosts of a Sluts Past it reminds me of just this, and my own crossroad I’ve recently been at.
I don’t think my choices have been conscious, but they have …

I’d laid there all night, listening to the strokes of the bells ringing. With the help of the bells I’d been able to keep track of time and was waiting for the alarm to go off.
I was watching Gene sleep, thinking that I didn’t want to wake him, he really needed his sleep. I …

When me and IF started this blog we weren’t going to be posting any dirty pictures and stuff. Then I got inspired by Coy Pink (another post, but I love this collection). So here goes, it’s about time.

Hopefully there will be more pictures in the future, from real photo shoots. I’m just getting …

A while back I started falling for Gene and things have been developing in an interesting way. I guess I never really thought I’d have a shot, come on the guy is married, and in a monogamous relationship.
After the weekend of play, where we couldn’t really keep our hands off each other (we …

Waking up early a Sunday morning sensing the lovely smell of my own juices, still covering my body from the night before. Sex still on my mind, and fantasies starting to evolve in my head. Smooth loving hands are starting to explore my body again. Carefully toughing just my soft spots only the way …

Men. Think of  the favourite thing your favourite woman does in bed. Think of the favourite thing of every woman you’ve shared a bed with. Think not only on what she did, but how she did it. How she sat, which perfume she used, the design of the bra you helped her out of, …

Today I’m doing something new. I’ve been thinking about it for quite a while, but January ended up being a very busy month for me, so writing or reading didn’t really make it into the schedule enough.

First here’s a valentines gift to all of you my first official short erotic story.

I thought I’d …

He was on his way home from a hard day’s labour. It was a sizzling midsummers afternoon. He could feel a drop of sweat trickle down the side of his face. He knew what he wanted when he got home. Nothing as trivial or mundane as a simple dinner would pacify the bubbling and …