I glanced down the street for what was likely the millionth time in the past five minutes. Seeing only an elderly man and a mother with two children rambunctiously jumping about, I leaned back against the brick wall I was waiting at. The sun was going down, but the temperature was still hot and sticky and the brick was warm against my back from being heated...
**Author's Note: This is not a direct continuation of Amber In the Rain, but instead takes place several days later. The story involves lesbian sex, with references to hetero sex. If you're not into sexy little stories and girls doing girls, or public nudity and sex, you'd better leave. This is a work of fiction, and therefore doesn't take into account the l...
A note about this story:- So, 'V' and I are chatting away when she says to me 'why is it that all D/s stories are written from the sub's point of view. Why is it never from the Domme's. Take Summerhouse Blues, I really love that version of the Rhonda character and yet all we hear about is how Tracy feels. What about Rhonda, what did she make of it all?' An...
The great town hall was ablaze with the firelight of lamps, and boisterous with laughter and talk of the townspeople. None were resting or idle, except for the elderly who sat in corners talking about the good old times. Grandmamma was hugging my sleeping baby brother, while my old aunt, whose arthritic hand awkwardly groped over her knitting, was humming a...
A whisper. So small and subtle, yet so very intimate. Soft lips pressed close to the ear, light puffs of air slipping through the opening with a message meant only for one. A whisper, so intimate, slipped through my window at two-thirty in the morning. I remember my roommate Jeannine not liking my idea of leaving the windows open that night. The air conditi...
For the last few weeks I've been having wild fantasies about a woman that I met about six months ago in New Zealand, whilst on one of my many visits to see my fiance there. Most of the time my fantasies have turned into full blown masturbation and resulted in some of the best orgasms I have had in a very long time. I finally told my fiance about my fantasie...
It was a rainy day. I woke up and strolled lazily to the window. Yawning, I stared out at the leaves as the water washed the dust off and the pitter patter of the rain drops took me back to the monsoons i spent at my family's house in the country. Oh! The sweet smell of coffee! Mixing with the fragrance of wet mud... I take a deep breath, pushing my chest...
I didn't really mean to wind up down by the river that night; my feet just walked all by themselves while my mind was thinking about other things, and before I knew it, I was at that little patch of trees by the river, looking at the storm clouds roll in. Shouldn't be too surprised, though. It's always been one of my favorite places to just go sit and think...
This is a scene of a story from my girlfriend and I’s book. This is a lovely scene, in our opinion, and the first physically romantic situation between our two characters. I hope you enjoy this as much as we did writing it, but please don’t enjoy it so much you’ll use it for your own use without asking. J Please e-mail me with commentary, but please don’t be...
[My thanks to estragon for his editing of my tangled prose. Postings will slow down now, I'm afraid. I caught up with what I had written before I started posting. And life has gotten busy. So, please be patient with me, dear readers. One more is almost ready, then, I don't know how long it'll be. This is a little mellower than the previous chapters. I hop...