Note to readers: this is a slow, languorous story. Part I has only limited sex in it. If you want to get to "the good part", wait 'til part II (although reading part I will set it up). Thank to my risky friend Rae for reading and commenting on this. Feedback is always appreciated! ***** I can almost feel her pencil on the back of my neck as I watch her dra...
Sarah and I walked back to the hotel after the Concert. As we talked, we held hands and discovered that not only did we have the same musical tastes, we even had some mutual acquaintances. We had a quick smooch. I so hoped that my friend Emm, with whom she had had an erotic encountered earlier, would be preoccupied with the gorgeous American, Anne, whom my...
Breakfast and Business Lizzy said, "She is already dreading going to work. It is just too painful." Cate said, "I understand, precious. Have you got money put back?" Lizzy said, "I have quite a bit." Cate said, "Do you love me enough to move in with me?" Lizzy said, "You already know the answer to that one. It is my most ardent desire." Cate said, "...
"Mia, can we talk about something?" a voice whispered from behind me. It was Emily. The girl I dreamed of tasting. The girl my fantasies were made of. "Of course," I said, struggling to keep my breath steady. She was talking to me! "Would you like to stay over at mine tonight?" she asked me, smiling a smile that could outshine the stars. "Lead the way."...
Gyrating wildly to the music, you miss the first approach. A hand, gently laid upon your naked shoulder holds you...but the volume of the band, the floor full of dancers, and the proximity of so many other people causes you to miss the intent of the touch. But you don't mistake the two soft hands laid on both sides of your bare mid-riff. You turn...and in th...
Meet Butch, a strong woman living in The City. You've seen her around, a chubby, dark-skinned female walking about town with more swagger than the average Man. Butch was raised by her Father alongside her Brothers, and never learned how to be Feminine, whatever the fuck that means. A long time ago, Butch discovered that she likes the Ladies and her Family wa...
I have this hunger, an ever growing need that only you can satisfy. My entire body is starving, malnourished and in need. Its food, its one all saving, complete craving is you. My skin yearns to feel your touch, every inch needs to feel your fingertips, the whispering graze, so full of promise that, as yet is denied to me. In your absence, the wind carries...
Emilie Lagarde caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, and liked what she saw. Dark-haired, slender, she was a classic example of Parisian chic- and devilishly sexy with it. Nineteen years old, she had just finished her first year at the Sorbonne, studying law more for the cachet of the degree than as a career prospect- for she knew she could rely on her...
She's been gone for 3 days and I'm quickly going nuts. I miss her. Every little thing about her. How she laughs, blinks, snores, breathes ...everything. To provide the slightest bit of comfort, I pull open a drawer in her dresser where she keeps her old t-shirts. Bringing it to my nose, I take a deep breath, "Babe, I miss you." I pull my own shirt off and s...
It wasn't me that was being naughty! Really! It was those two bad girls in the dressing room -- if it wasn't for them none of this would have happened. Let me explain. 'Twas the night before Christmas. Ok, I lie ... it was two weeks before Christmas. I was working the late shift on the security detail at Darcy's Department Store and it was my job to watc...