There was a moment... one night, in the dark when I was staying at her house, when I knew. I realized that I loved her, hopelessly, completely. Laying in bed next to her, I watched her sleeping, peaceful and beautiful with her lashes laying softly on her cheeks and her dark hair fanned out on the pillow. I didn't know how to tell her, so that night I bit my...
Author's Notes: I want to thank all of those who have messaged me with their wishes for my continued writing. It means a lot when you want to write, but can't. I was able to squeeze a day of writing in, and this is what came out. Counter to what the name implies, this is not part of the Halloween writer's contest. Thanks again for all your support and enjoy....
As I sucked on the clit of a redheaded woman who I'd met only an hour before, I thought of Marcel and smiled. He would have loved to see me with another woman. Too fucking bad he blew it. His loss, I shrugged as I licked her pussy like a bowl of milk. Trouble had been brewing for a couple of months. The night Marcel left me to go back to his ex-wife I was o...
This is my long-awaited sequel to "Remember This Moment Forever" which takes place ten years after the original story. What was originally intended to be one long story eventually grew so large that I decided to split it into four parts with a new story being posted at the end of each summer month (beginning with Part One in May and ending with Part Four in...
(The characters in this story are all fictional and have no connection with any person living or dead.) Lindsey's face was so close to mine in the hug -- I realized I didn't mind her acne at all. It was just part of her wholeness. I smiled too and said, as we parted by briefly holding hands, "Next week, Top Dog, my place, OK?" "Wouldn't miss it," she sai...
It was a custom of mine to pleasure myself before going to work every morning. I lie in my bed, my legs spread open, my pussy yearning to be felt and felt good. I took out one of my favorite sex novels from the bedside drawer and immediately set to work. As I flipped every page, I imagined I was the girl who was being fucked into delirium. While every pussy...
I have my own landscape design studio. It's quite small since I'm the only employee but the benefits can't be beat. A few years ago, I bid on a renovation design for someone I probably wouldn't have if I hadn't needed the money. Since it was during the winter, I jumped on it because it's good to line up jobs to keep you busy during the summer work months. Or...
Introduction This is a very belated fourth part and conclusion to my "Date with The Devil" series. For anyone who missed (or has totally forgotten) the first three parts, here is a brief résumé. ***** Mary Rose is twenty-nine with the face of a mischievous schoolgirl, jade green eyes, auburn hair and a body to die for. Although her high-flying career as a...
This is the forth chapter in the Charlie series. All characters, events, places, and anything else you can think of are figments of my imagination that I put down on paper (metaphorically) for your viewing pleasure. Also, as a side note, no sex this chapter so if that's what you're looking for, sorry. -- When Casey first came to my house, she was broken...
Sara Winslow had been coaching the girls' volleyball team at Eastern Valley High for 3 years now and had been keeping a terrible secret for the last year. At a very awkward time in her life Sara found herself drawn to one of her students. This was the first time in her life that she experienced any sort of sexual feelings for another female and the fact that...