Chapter Four His face seemed to be drained of colour, but he barely made a move. I whimpered out of frustration, my hips almost lifting off the ground of their own accord. When my crotch lightly touched his chest, he lost all restraint he had, and climbed on top of me so fast that I barely had time to register his movements. He opened my mouth with his aga...
This is the true story of how I first experienced that most wonderful of things; cunnilingus. I had never been in a man's bedroom before that day so when I found myself lying on my boyfriend's bed being kissed and touched, I was a barely contained jumble of nerves and I was sure I was going to lose it and bolt. At twenty years old I was a late bloomer. Th...
And so we were lifted out of the disease-ridden arms of poverty by an angel named Arthur. Mr. Higgins took a liking to my mother: first, because of her beauty and second, because she was a quick learner. As I grew in her well-fed belly, Laurie Marie set the Higgins manor in order, deftly organizing the running of the house and seeing to the care of the outbu...
I was waiting in the room for you as you asked me to do so. I sat on the bed positioning myself to hopefully look appetising the moment you laid eyes on me. I wasn't waiting long when you entered the room in a suit and a black holdall. My heart quickened as I admired the sight. You strode over to me, stooping down to posses my mouth, resting a hand on my col...
I came home from work on a Thursday evening to find, of all things, a small baby sparrow, barely able to keep its eyes open and clearly unable to fly, hopping along the wall beneath the window of my apartment as it chirped constantly, pleading for help. At first, I looked around for a hidden nest, surprised that there might be one nearby as I had not noticed...
"It will happen when you least expect it. Just know it will happen." He told her. She had no idea what he would have planned, but it didn't matter. The tone of his voice, and the excitement of the unexpected had her wanting and willing to try. After all she is the one who suggested it. Was she getting herself in too deep telling him not to hold back on th...
MidNyte and meri It never starts with a kiss, but an embrace. i never seem to be standing either, but kneeling or cross legged on the deck – stitching in hand. You walk on board, misting into view suddenly. i always blush, always tense. (and Your first words send me half into that lovely space ... more power allotted than should be in Your word for me "Mine...
"Bye honey, I'm off to Coach Rick's house again!" my wife Michelle called, grabbing her purse and her sunglasses, walking over to where I was sitting and planting a kiss on my lips. "Again?" I asked in surprise. This was the second workout of the day. "Yup," she affirmed. "The state competition is in two weeks and he says I need to spend as much time with...
I walked into English class of my sophomore year of college, and I sat in the back row; which I had all to myself. A few minutes later, my girlfriend Rose walked in, and stared at me as she was walking down the aisle. She had a naughty smirk on her face that made me perk up a little to figure out what she was up to. As soon as she turned around to sit down,...
(The following is a fictional story with fictional characters and fictional events. English is not my native language so forgive me for the imperfections.) *** I and my friend Anna were arrested by the enemy forces and were sentenced to execution by firing squad. We were still hoping to be rescued by our freedom fighters but time was running out. Me and...