L starts a blog
The experience of blogging is odd, especially in these early days. I crave readers, know in my heart they will[…]
Read moreThe experience of blogging is odd, especially in these early days. I crave readers, know in my heart they will[…]
Read moreThis post was featured in E-Lust #32. Thanks, E-Lust, and welcome, E-Lust readers. “Hop in,” I said. As she sat down, wearing jeans and[…]
Read moreThere's something about not having something, about anticipating getting it, that's even better than actually getting (or for that matter,[…]
Read moreMy hand lifts you by your crotch; my other hand pushes you down. You hinge forward at the hips, ready[…]
Read moreJust like that, she's evaporated. My wife, you see, has seen pictures of her (because she sent them to me,[…]
Read moreThursday, I’ll fuck L. Between now and then is one of the best parts of our relationship: the hard-on I can[…]
Read more“Write me a story about us – about us and at least two other people we know. It should be[…]
Read moreWe met for a drink, outside of the building where the sexparty was to be held. She was wearing the[…]
Read moreA year or so ago, I read first The Sexual Life of Catherine M. and then Jealousy by Catherine Millet. The former[…]
Read moreI rolled over this morning to find an e-mail from 1,000 miles away. The subject: "Morning." The e-mail contained no[…]
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