The Belay Partner
The text I sent at 9:40 on a Tuesday night was, in hindsight, pretty forward.
Body worship erotic couplings stories
Stories in Erotic Couplings tagged body worship, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 14 to 21 minutes. Writers to know: The Rowan Anchor, Oak Threshold and Fern Note. Readers usually start with “The Belay Partner” and “Monofilament”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
Body worship erotic couplings stories, ranked by readers
01 02 Monofilament
The place had been a turpentine still once, back when Diamante smelled like money instead of tourists.
03 Keyholder's Gratitude
I do a lot of house calls on Sundays.
04 Static in the Signal
Alexis had learned, in the three years since Diane died, that silence was not empty.
05 The Mortar Confession
It started two years ago, at my grandfather's grave, and I've never told a living soul how petty I actually am.
06 Seed Bank Reunion
I've been up here on Spitsbergen for two years now, and I can tell you the airport in Longyearbyen is not built for drama.
07 The Barometer and the Bite
My name is Lachlan, I'm fifty-three years old, and I live in Ringsted, Iowa, which is a town so small the gas station also sells bait.
08 Off-Season Current
Yolanda's bus dropped her at the end of Paloma Bay's main street at four in the afternoon, and she stood there a minute with her duffel…
09 The Tamale Dare
Okay so here's how my Saturday night started, standing in a tamale kitchen in a rented tuxedo, sweating through a starched collar like an…
10 Second Set
I'm Ida.
11 The Distiller's Rules
The tent came down at half past two on a Saturday, and I want to start there because it explains everything that happened after.
12 Gallery After Dark
The last visitor left at 4:45 and I thanked the docent more warmly than I meant it.
13 The Diver's Smile
The trouble started on the beach, day one of the festival.
14 The Gallery's Crossing
Jody is fifty-four years old, and she has promised herself that this crossing is going to be a holiday in the truest sense, meaning no…
15 Stranded with the Storm
I was thirty-four years old the winter I finally stopped pretending my life was a waiting room.