Evening, passion, hunger. Night, silence, warmth, stillness, love. Morning and day, love and time, pleasure and memory. We go to our jobs having shared evening and night and croissants, alternated in the bathroom and fretted over our watches, sworn at public transport, remembered each other's eyes and breath, day-dreamed of the night. Evening, light, hung...
"Fuck!" That fucking hurt, my braid must have caught on the bed springs. I try moving forward, but that just makes it worse, the hair at the nape of my neck hurts so much I get tears in my eyes when I pull. I had crawled under the bed to fetch a butt plug that rolled under there from my stash; I had just pushed my favorite shower toy inside me for some anal...
For many years, Rachel Jennifer and Leila had known each other. They had always lived quite close and had met through work. They had all started at the same company at around the same time but with three very different positions in adjacent departments. They saw each other daily, made idle chatter, and were great friends. They watched each other over the yea...
Lucy is lying next to me in my bed and she is taking a much needed nap, which I have allowed. Sleep has been avoiding me and I will just have to make do on whatever rest I have already gotten. Searching out my mind, I am trying to determine my feelings about what I have started. I can still taste her on my tongue and cannot find any hint of regret for taking...
Chapter 12 The Challenge A note to my readers. I tried to write this chapter with more passion but I think that once you read it, you will understand that there was no way to get to the passion any faster without losing your attention. I promise more passion in Chapter 13. Feel free to give me your feelings on what I'm doing. You are the ones I write for. T...
Kristin Campbell was filled with anxiety as she sat in Professor Wilson's office. The 20 year old junior had failed two out of the last three statistics exams and hoped the educator would show some leniency, or perhaps better -- favoritism, as she approached the last couple months of the semester. She had heard through numerous girlfriends that the professor...
Mrs. Taylor woke up feeling refreshed and well. Previously, she'd had a few problems sleeping after some of her earliest encounters but her then boyfriend, now husband, helped her deal with that. She got out of bed, used the bathroom and wondered down to the kitchen. Mrs. Taylor felt slightly uneasy about her night with Michelle. The girl was almost complet...
If you aren't turned on by two women making hot, passionate love or if you're under 18, this story is not for you. However, if you are, welcome to my latest tale of girl-girl lust.. [Dedicated to Gayle, Kisha and their deep, wet, tongue-sucking kissing sessions.] * * * * * Chapter 1: The Diner Gayle was driving in her pickup truck, fresh from her afterno...
The morning sun, chirping birds and warm breeze fluttering in through the curtains of my bedroom all conspired against my desire to continue sleeping. As I gradually regained consciousness and grudgingly opened my eyes, my waking mind quickly began replaying the events of the past 24 hours. I nuzzled my nose deep into my pillow and breathed deeply, rewarded...
To my fans and readers, I thank you for your tolerance and patience. You asked for more sex and more action. Well, here it is. I hope you like it. There are two more chapters to this epic and they will both feature action, sex, stress and orgasms galore. Thanks again. * After spending the day with Camille, I had to force myself to face the world again, tho...