Iimja slowly became aware of his surroundings. He was laying on his back on the ground. It was warm, which was good because he was naked, but not as hot as home. The sound of waves breaking came from not far away. As he slowly opened his eyes he saw palm trees against a blue sky with puffy white clouds. "So far, so good," he thought. "Seems right." This bo...
Important note: this second part is also quite soft, so if you're looking for a quick cum, move on to another story! After what seemed like an hour or so of drowsing against her body, I woke up completely. The Dervish album I had put on earlier was still playing and I must've been awakened by a stronger moment. While we slept, we had shifted into more comfo...
Eric and Gina: Chapter 4 And so the love affair of Gina and Eric took another twisted step. Yes, it was a love affair, not a sweet romance, but as close to love as either of them could manage. Although their relationship was as unequal as possible, in a warped way they were perfect compliments, like a fist in a tight leather glove. (At this point, we must...
The story of how amazing Grace discovers her sexual power features her first time and Melissa the sexy aunt who was her role model. Grace was a fortunate child, blessed with the genes of a fashion model mother and a handsome and rich father. Until she was 13 years old, she was doted upon by her devoted parents in an idyllic and loving family. As the only c...
This is a little twist on a common Loving Wives trope, as will soon be apparent! Thanks to Todd172 for Beta reading, and I can never thank my Sweet Inspiration blackrandl1958 enough for her advice and of course her editing. * What a miserable day, I thought as I made my way home. As if it wasn't bad enough that Dan Johnson had made a nearly fatal mistake...
Graham slipped onto the hard pew, discarded the small candle beside him, and then surveyed the sparse congregation scattered below him. John claimed the sanctuary of St. Paul's United Church was never full for the midnight service. The rows of empty pews did not sit right with Graham's childhood memories. Where were the children? Graham surveyed the preponde...
Being the opening chapter of Isabella Silverto's story of remembrance and awakening in which a funeral brings back memories of a dark family secret and Isabella renews an acquaintance. * Naples June 1736: The family of Alberto Silverto was in mourning. The family matriarch, and Alberto's aunt on his father's side, Donna Elvira Del Malachi Silverto had fina...
Reverend Curtis Hartman felt perturbed. Divine inspiration hadn't been this overwhelming since he and his wife first consummated their marriage. He'd been estranged from her over the past few years, ever since she imposed a vow of celibacy upon him. Sitting alone in the church's bell-tower on a blistery Saturday night, Reverend Hartman could feel the static...
He was making shakshuka and Otis Redding was playing. Outside it was raining theatrically, performatively, un-Londonly in defiant refusal of the city's politesse, its grammar of mannerly evisceration and well-behaved alienation, intelligible to those raised to guarantee its proliferation, nebulously comprehensible to the rest, only insofar as its sting is fe...
3 Payback Jerkoff Paula became more and more of an indoor nudist when we were home alone and I enjoyed it thoroughly. I would come home to find her in her robe and I would ask her to strip for me. She usually would comply but one day, about a week after the Polaroid session; she was to change things. I had just come home, horny, and I asked her, "How abou...