"If you stare at that screen any longer, you're gonna get square eyes" Lucas' dreamy voice caught Christina off guard. She abruptly glanced up from her blank laptop screen, greeted with the sight of a freshly showered and shirtless boyfriend. She blinked hard, allowing her eyes to adjust back to the non-pixelated world. She leaned back against the headboard...
With your back to the door, I slowly and quietly walk into the room behind you. I see you reading something on a webpage, but not caring to much. I do see you move your hand to your boxers, and notice you are hard. I walk up behind you, slowly running my hands over your shoulders, and whisper in your ear, " I hope you are thinking about me." I move around...
I like mornings. Never had a problem getting up early. But, Sunday mornings can go either way: if I enjoyed myself a lot Saturday night, then Sundays can be a bit painful. Or groggy. Or, groggy and painful. Last Sunday was neither. Due to a change in my usual schedule, my fiance and I were alone on Sunday morning for a change. This... turned out to be a ver...
"A warm bath, a cup of tea and a massage," he suggested. That was the plan. She hadn't slept well for two nights and needed her rest. Bath accomplished and tea consumed she lay back as he covered her with a thick white towel, kissing her on the lips, "relax now," he murmured. Andrea Bocelli playing softly in the background as he lit two candles and turned...
I was sitting in my office just after 5 when she walked in. I had thought I was the only one left and wondered why she remained. I asked what she wanted when she turned to lock the door and lower the lights. She gave no response as she moved toward me. Her name was Jenny, and for months we had flirted with one another. We would tease each other with emails...
Back in the 1980s I was a manufacturer's representative selling hospital supplies in Chicago. Most of the time I met with middle-aged men, hospital administrators. But then I met Lynda Keller, a nursing supervisor, divorced, mid-30s and slightly built lady with ash-gray, blond hair cut in a pixie manner. I soon learned she wore her hair that way so the it wo...
Eagen finished brushing her straight black hair and smiled into the mirror. What hair, what teeth...I look like Elvira, Mistress of the Dark. Eagen heard muffled sobbing from upstairs. Poor Piaget. Eagen had cuffed Piaget to an eyehole in the broom closet, and the only way down was to open an old combination lock that was suspending her wrists over her head...
I felt along the wire as I traced it to its source within the engine compartment. Thankfully, my fingers encountered nothing but cobwebs and old grease. The wire was intact. That at least made one for once. I pulled my arm out of the engine compartment. Picking up a rag I stepped back from the Mustang and surveyed my handiwork. I'd had to replace most of...
It was with a mix of apprehension and anticipation that I landed in this charming little town in the Middle East. As a young man early in his career, this was a great career opportunity. The fact that I'd be on my own with not even an acquaintance in the place added to the excitement. However, this was tempered by the cultural sensitivities of this quaint pl...
This is part 2 of Liz's journey into anal pleasure. Thank you for all the lovely comments about the original story. I hope you continue to enjoy her story. When the alarm went off, Liz sleepily hit the snooze button. She felt Tony pressed against her back as she slowly lengthened and stretched her legs. She felt a twinge from her bottom, and then blushed...