Museum Piece (First Course)
In this age of immodesty, of women being exhorted to use their sexuality to achieve all sorts of ends, it’s the ingenues I love the most. Their shyness, their little hesitations, their fear as they look over the edge and down into what they are convinced is the bottomless abyss of their own desires. Of […]
Ghost Marks
With one slender finger, Rachel pushed the crystal king onto its side with a click. It rocked back and forth on its round base on the marble chessboard. Her father’s eyes flitted over the chessboard, tracing lines of power. “What the hell do you think your doing?” “I’m resigning.” “Don’t be stupid! Why would you […]
Museum Piece (Appetizer)
Beneath me, Lida’s thighs tensed and her eyes grew wide. I watched the echoes of a familiar war play across the Czech girl’s face, for it was clear that she was both scared and intrigued in equal measure. “Lida?” My fingertips drew series of soft lines that followed the lacy edge of her bra, over […]
Museum Piece (Starting with Dessert)
The thing about sex in bathtubs is that one mustn’t be in a rush. A frenzied fuck is better delivered against a wall, over a table, or in a bed. Splashing is for swimming pools but bathtub sex must, Stephen always insisted, start with a long delicious soak, interspersed with lazy bouts of fondling. Lying […]
Museum Piece (Perusing the Menu)
I wanted to try and write something smutty and fun and not too damn sombre. I love museums and it was a trip to one while in London that inspired this. Also, I noticed that I have very few f/m/f pieces, so I thought I’d try another. She was rivetingly beautiful. I couldn’t help but […]
Bequeathed
The key slid smoothly into the lock on the front door and opened with a sharp snick. This surprised Mina, although she was not exactly sure why, but it was the final step in the month long process of taking ownership of the house she had inherited from her great aunt Patty.
Once Bitten
With the seething darkness at my back, the searing white stage lights turned the figures of the band into formless shards. The room felt like the biggest, loudest, most crowded womb in the universe. The vocalist paced, turned and paced again, a thing trapped and furious. She spat out her raw, percussive words, her voice […]
Click
I’ve been experimenting with writing from a male POV, trying to get better at it. Click is a fictional short story set in Cambodia. It contains violence and nonconsesual sex and is meant to be quite disturbing. If this sort of content upsets you, please do not read it! I’d really like to acknowledge two […]
Therapy
It wasn’t possible to mistake her. The woman who pushed through the glass doors and entered the coffee shop looked exactly like her photograph. This was a relief. Philip had gone to a number of first meetings only to discover these women had sent him pictures of someone completely different. Ironically, what they looked like, […]
Penny Red
She has penny-red hair, my Tina, and freckles spilling tan confetti over milk-white skin. She is big-boned, thick, meaty, and muscular; it makes me want to bite her. And when I press my face into her neck, she smells like “Lucky Rabbit” candy; I salivate like a lunatic. We are in the south of Spain, […]