In Search of Indecency
By T.L. Kelly

I'm sure I'm not the only one that is curious about what constitutes "indecency" on the 'Net now that we have the handy-dandy Communications Decency Act to show us the way. I probably wouldn't have gone searching for indecency on the Web had the U.S. Congress not enlightened me to the rampant perverse sex predators putting up sites willy-nilly....

Confusion is Sex
By Steven Shaviro

Somebody wrote a letter to Ann Landers once, asking about oral sex. "Does it mean they just talk about it?," the pseudonymous "Housewife from Maine" wanted to know, or was something more involved? Ann Landers replied that oral sex was a perfectly healthy and normal human activity, not a perversion, and that there was indeed more to it than just talk....

Drive
By Andrew B. O'Brien

Before he left he had to tell himself that he knew nothing about himself. Basically it had to do with meaning. He could not allow himself to know the meaning of anything ... of any action ... because they had been having an ongoing discussion about affairs and she had been saying what's the big deal it's only sex and he had been saying it is a big deal that you would let someone else into your body....

Dear Sir Stephen
By Catholic Guilt

My Dear Sir Stephen, You must delay your trip to America. No dom is safe here. Roving gangs of arrogant subs have taken over the on-line services and the streets....

Metamensity
By Benjamin Elijah Griffin

One day Gregor woke up to find himself oddly constrained. A coarse stiff cloth held him firmly against a semisoft grassy surface. He felt distinctly warm. He tried to worm his way out from under the cloth. After much struggling his face emerged....

The Window
By Margaret Morgan

To your left, your friend Mary pours herself another glass of red. To your right, your husband James chops chives on a stained plastic board. Mary laughs at James's joke. She laughs loudly....

Torridscoptical Eros Cannaibal
By Chris Hagelstein

She sucked his dick effortlessly, looking up on occasion to see the yawning organic beefy face he often used to signify his satisfaction to her. But his dick was so cocked up from all the drinking, she was just using his hard fellow to get it really bloated so she'd get some inside her later....

Completely Yours, Part I
By Rabbit

Imagine this...Saturday morning I was feeling so in love with you. I wanted to worship every square inch of your body. Last night was perfect. You took such good care of me caressing my skin, gently sucking on my cock, mounting me and riding me slowly to a very long, sweet orgasm....

Incubus
By L.C. Campbell

She lay in bed, staring out her window at the full moon. Twice now the incubus had come to her in the night, each time when the pale night orb had hung round and low in the sky. The first time she had begun to struggle, but soon surrendered to the feelings he created in her body....

The Dive
By Ichthyandr

The beach is empty at this time and only a few persistent joggers trot along the water line. I walk on the cool sand with a large sports bag slung over the shoulder....

smoke-sworls
By Benjamin Elijah Griffin

From a discrete pocket in her black leather bustier she removes a silver-toned cigarette case. She takes one out and returns the case to the folds of leather....

martin drives the fury
By T.L. Kelly

martin can't sleep so he wakes me up and says "let's go for a drive." lately he's been a real pain about his new plymouth fury, which he strokes and fondles and mauls more than he ever does me anymore. and now martin longs for her smooth gray leather seats so he drags me along for a menage-a-trois in the middle of the fucking night....

Tiffany In The Spring
By Thomas Leon

Tiffany's on a four-poster this morning,
Like a London slut atop "the Lady's" bedding.
She's cock-teasing with her naughty cooze,
Yet mindful of the crochet....

Serial
By Brad Stabler

I stood watching
the flow of shadow and light over your body
the glaze of satisfaction in your eyes
knowing that deep in the recess of those pools lay terror....

To Jane
By Chris Halgelstein

let it be said,
A woman can strike ye dead,
By sluck of her eyes and love-bed,
Long legs so lonely, which led
To stomping kisses on ye head....

When Shadows Scream
By Orlando Anaya

A Concrete bed supports her timid form
a victim of passions struggle
she recalls his torment....

After
By Orlando Anaya

Cigarette smoke curls about my lip
mingled with lies
in a foul odor
to defeat the rank order....

Echoes:The Rain
By Leila Aster

In this way
as she stands in her place
a magnet for echoes
from points she cannot reach....

treasured possessions
By T.L. Kelly

by the spirit of a wench
who kept very still while being fucked
from behind in the john
on the red-eye flight to Chicago....