“You can’t stop looking at her body – the way that everything is a curve that ends in another curve. No angles. No straight lines.”
A short story about having sex outside in the sunshine.
Literate Kink
Tag: Kissing
“She seems almost a different woman from the one he fucked last night. Back then she was animal: hair loose, eyes burning.”
A short story about the morning after.
“She doesn’t feel nervous until the stranger touches her. It’s the feel of his hands that does it. They are different from her husband’s hands.”
A vignette about fucking a stranger in a hotel room.
“The first thing I know is a sensation of intense arousal – an absolute, blind, urgent need which yanks me up from sleep towards the surface of consciousness like a life preserver.”
A vignette about waking up in the middle of the night, horny.