Erotic Tales: Love, Lust and Romance
Playing hide-and-seek for real, following the deer trails high into the mountains, bleeding a little onto the snow to throw them off.
“You are an animal,” my boy says, licking at my earlobe and unzipping my jeans, his warm fingers probing deep inside. “A very, very good, naughty animal.” I hear a fish jump in one of the slack pools nearby. I can see the ring of ripples out of the corner of my mind and their glossy, smooth humps excite me. “What kind?” I ask, taking his balls in my hand through his faded denim and holding them tight in my fist. “What kind of animal am I?” He bites at my neck. “A fucking beast of an animal,” he says, “A horny little fucking beast. An excitable little fainting