Hot
Hot
Hot
Sweat, sweet
All around Alphabet City, eight people are meeting up with each other. They are lovers, sex addicts, just looking for a good time, and going back to old partners. Lust fills them between sweet kisses and gasps of passion. Some feel guilt. Others betrayal.
Wet
Wet
Wet
Red heat
Collins sits down on the edge of the bed as Angel creeps closer. "Touch," he commands.
"Taste," Maureen orders as Joanne pulls off her panties with her teeth.
"Deep!" Mimi groans as Benny pushes into her.
"Dark!" Collins says. His lover lets out a mischievous giggle as she turns off the lights.
"Kiss!" Maureen demands. Mark obliges and their lips meet.
"Beg!" Collins teases as his fingers toy with the top of Angel's stockings.
"Slap!" Mimi begs. Roger slaps her rear and she stifles a pleasurable moan.
Fear
Thick
Red, red
Red
Red
Red, read
Please!
"Harder!" Maureen screams as Mark thrusts in and out of her.
"Faster!" Angel cries as Collins' hand runs across her hardening member.
"Wetter!" Maureen gasps when Joanne slides her fingers into her.
"Bastard!" Mimi snaps at Benny. She tosses aside the fuzzy pink handcuffs he'd just suggested they use.
"You whore!" Collins told Angel (with her permission, of course). She winked and left a trail of kisses down his torso.
"You cannibal!" Maureen giggled between kisses with her girlfriend.
"More!" the Latinas beg as their lovers use their fingers to hit that one spot they loved so much.
"You animal!" Maureen compliments Mark as he rushes them to his bedroom.
Fluid no
Fluid no
Contact yes
No contact
Fire, fire
Burn, burn - yes!
No latex rubber rubber
Fire latex rubber
Latex bummer
Lover bummer
Although she was sick and near dying, Angel is making love to Collins. He had just entered her, ecstasy taking over her body. Deep, throaty moans escape from her lips. Her eyes roll to the back of her head. The mattress springs squeak with each thrust. She kisses the bare skin of her lover's chest.
"Take me," Angel groans. "Take me." She lets out a falsetto cry of passion. "Today for you, tomorrow for me! Today me, tomorrow you love, you love." She kisses Collins' lips. "Love you. Love you. I love you! I love you! Take me! Take me! I love you!" She lets out one last scream as she and Collins both come.
Roger walks in on Mark masturbating with an old poster with his own face printed on it. "Um..." He slowly backs out of the room.
"Wait!" Joanne calls out to Maureen as she takes off.
"Slipped?" Mimi says with uncertainty after accidentally calling Roger "Benny".
"Shit!" Collins mutters when he sees Angel fall to the floor out of nowhere.
"Ow!" Joanne yelps when Maureen bites her lips.
"Where'd it go?" Roger wonders when he looks for the lock to Mimi's diary. He finds it and opens it to find the proof that Mimi was cheating.
"Damn," Collins says when Angel begins coughing violently in his arms. He hugs his lover closer. Angel grabs onto his shirt and pulls Collins closer to him.
"I think I missed," Maureen mimics Mark. When he pouts, she says, "Don't get pissed!"
It was bad for me - was it bad for you?
"It's over!" Joanne shouts.
Maureen grabs her bags. "It's over!"
Roger throws Mimi out of his apartment. "It's over!"
Mimi sees Mark snicker in the background. Damn him. "It's over!" she cries in anger.
Angel pulls himself up and presses his lips to Collins'. Soon, Collins cannot feel Angel kissing him back. His body feels cold and limp in his arms. A tear rolls down Collins' cheek and falls on Angel's face.
"It's over," he whispers.