She didn’t think he had it in him. The first time he ate her pussy, he did it with all the enthusiasm of someone who knew they had to do it get laid. The motions were ok, but there was no passion, no fire. Luckily, she didn’t need her pussy ate all the time, but … More The Comment
I couldn’t shake the feeling that something big was on the horizon. I couldn’t understand why I felt the need to remember. To go back and reread old emails, notes, letters from formers. To remember his smile, the way he laughed and his voice which to this day still makes me shiver remembering how he … More Frustrated Still
She couldn’t believe it. It had been three weeks since she had an orgasm of any kind. With her vibrator packed away (thanks to the move from hell that was taking 3 months) she was feenin for something. She spent all day fantasizing about the men she saw. The mailroom guy at work who she … More Faded Pictures
I missed him. It was my fault that I would never see him again. Never hear from him again. One of the things I was attracted to was his ability to take charge and make a decision. His ability that once he had decided something he didn’t waffle. I knew once he said that I … More The Mistake
I wanted to do something crazy. something out of the ordinary. I had never been moved to take a guy home, but there was something about him. the night we met, his long fingers had me capivated and his dimples made me want to kiss them. He was cute, hazel eyes and dark hair. tall … More Crazy
It was the Coltrane. I couldn’t say anymore. The strains of “A Love Supreme” played over his surround sound and I opened up. My emotions that is. I felt safe, comfortable, loved as the refrain played “a love supreme, a love supreme” I laughed and cryed within minutes of each other as the refrain played … More A Love Supreme
Wandering & Wondering 