Pt. IV - Trust me Carmen and I stumbled down the hall and finally reached the bedroom door. She caught my eye, "You know, tomorrow you can blame the alcohol if you want." Carmen stated with a sly smile. "I could but I won't" I laughed. "I know exactly what I'm doing. Alcohol may have helped open this door, but I'm walking through it with my eyes wide open....
This story was previously published under my old username, latenightkiss. After this chapter there will be new chapters coming soon! With a thud, Chloe dropped the last box onto the foyer floor. Moving was exhausting, and she was dripping in sweat. She gazed down at the box of books with contempt, dreading the trip up the stairs. If only Anne lived in a hi...
Cuddling and stroking her back, I couldn't imagine a lover better than Kate. But at the same time I realized I couldn't imagine only making love to women. I just love dick. I love the sensation, when I'm really turned on, of a dick sliding inside me for the first time. It's even hotter after a long spell between fucks. Hah! Any dick feels big if I've bee...
Laura stood alone in her kitchen. She was home alone tonight; her fiancee was at a conference, and she had a long day at work. She had gotten home late from her yoga class and was in no mood to cook herself dinner and had shoved some leftovers into the microwave. Her mind drifted as she watched the timer run down. 1:55 1:54 1:53 A hand covered her mouth...
Lauren opened her eyes slowly. Her body ached, and her ass was beyond sore, but it had been completely worth the rampant anal gang bang her master had subjected her to. He was nowhere to be seen, and the flat seemed quiet, so Lauren got out of bed and headed for the shower. When she stepped into the bathroom, however, Mr Lane was slowly shaving, a thick b...
As Laura stepped into the crowded Manhattan bar where she was going to spend her Friday evening, she scanned the crowd for her friends. She had taken a train in alone later than she intended. Until a few hours ago when her fiance let her know that he wouldn't return from his academic conference until Sunday, she didn't even think she'd be here -- she was eag...
I'd always had a thing for artists. What was it about them? Not their looks—that's for sure. Didn't matter what a guy looked like, whether he was embarrassingly young or decrepitly old, big or small in any direction. If he was an artist, I was into him. From afar. I never had the confidence to actually approach a guy. I figured I wasn't an artist's type. S...
One of the first results of Mellisa's reorganisation of the Chancery was the discovery that some of the Amirs and local governors had been falsifying their returns to the Treasury. Mel's predecessor had, as all Ottoman officials did, supplemented his meagre income by raking off money from the tax returns; but he had been greedy. This presented me with an opp...
I woke suddenly, and was wide awake. I normally struggle to emerge from sleep, so this level of awareness was some primal survival instinct; something was wrong. There was a crepuscular gloom, and the sun was not yet up. Through the open patio doors I could hear the Black Sea's waves breaking against the shoreline. Sarah, my wife, was still fast asleep, as...
"Are you sure, darling?" Ana and Damila asked the same question at the same time. "Well we have to assume that the Mongols swallowed the bait and will think our feint in the mountains is the real thing, but it would be wise to assume that they will still seek to block the assault across the plains of Yerevan. It might be fun to bypass them with a substanti...