Erotica

Right now, I want to sit back, and for you to do all the work, please.

I won’t be fucking Lida. But this is a glimpse of what I had in mind for her.

I had less than an hour. Isabel and I put it to most excellent use.

I met Lida for a drink. She wasn’t quite ready to suck my cock. But we had fun, anyway.

A haiku for her, on her back, hands cuffed to the bed.

Isabel and I finally found our way back to each other, a hair dryer cord, a pillowcase, and a shrinking vocabulary.

Sometimes the instructions I give result in unmitigated hotness. Ella came for me twice — once on a plane, once upon arrival — and wrote about it so well I don’t care if every word is true.

Adjacent tables in a crowded coffee shop, texting back and forth, my cock hardening in my jeans while her legs slowly spread in hers.

I don’t want to have full-on sex in a movie theater with you, but this would be fun….

Tamora’s body is soft everywhere I touch, and she shakes before our dates. This is what she masturbates to.