My alarm screams 10:30 a.m. God, I love Sunday mornings, no obligations for the day but to relax and finish whatever projects. I guess it's time to let some sun in this cold dark bedroom. I wonder if the forecast of 82 degrees and full sun is accurate. My large second floor bedroom window has an electric blind retractor, I hit the button. After about a foot...
At first, I didn't feel anything at all. My eyes were closed and the room was so warm, I couldn't tell where my body ended and the air begun. All I knew was that I was nude---no familiar pinch from a bra strap or annoying fabric wedged high between my thighs. Where was I? What was going on? And as soon as those questions rushed through my head, a memory...
Dylan hugged his parents good-bye as the bus pulled into the station. He had had a good visit with them, but since he lived a three-hour bus ride away he was only able to see them about one weekend a month. He looked forward to his next visit, but he also looked forward to getting home to all the games that he hadn't packed, not to mention the friends he had...
You quietly creep into the room where I'm sleeping soundly, the room very faintly lit by the streetlight outside. Slipping off your shoes, you edge closer to the bed, sitting down and nudging me gently til I'm lying on my back, my breathing still deep and regular. Very carefully you tie a blindfold over my eyes before roughly pulling the sheets back, standin...
She awoke to the cacophony of keys jangling outside the door of the confinement room. She tried to raise her arms, but they were strapped down. Then she remembered. The fight with the shadow men who had been sent to torment her. The sons of bitches from the National Security Agency who flowed up and down the walls and across the ceiling and kept changing the...
*Author's Note - Thank you for all the positive feedback regarding my first story, and at your request, I have begun writing another. I hope you enjoy it!* ******* He sat, watching her closely. The way her clothing clung to her full-breasted figure, the way the coffee she was drinking slipped delectably past her pouty lips. Raven locks of hair fell gently...
Chapter 9: Friends in Low Places In the back of the Bronze, unnoticed, sat a young man with bright green eyes. He kept reaching up to his neck as if searching for something that wasn't there. His eyes were narrowed and focused, as most of the male and some of the female eyes were, on a particular redhead in leather. Most Sunnydale inhabitants were so used t...
It was getting to be late afternoon and I was waiting for you to come home from work. I know you'd had a long day, and stressful too, but I couldn't wait to see you. My parents were gone for the weekend, and I knew you also had a house to yourself. With our sex drives, going out to dinner was not what was on my mind. I had been thinking about tonight all da...
Hello, welcome and thanks for reading. My fantasy series is an attempt to bring a reader more into the story so as to make him/her feel like they are a part of it. The story is told from your prospective as if you were one of two main characters. The two protagonists are brother and sister who like sex but haven't had a whole lot of partners until now. The...
Life was never easy for Beth. Yet as the struggles of life mounted she always seemed to rise to the occasion. She was timid and shy, yet confident in her own way. Between the paralyzing bouts of anxiety and memories of the brutality of her youth, she had truly risen from the ashes. Her husband had never fully understood the connection between her promiscuous...