I had never done anything as remotely sexually outrageous as this before..................... (I was kneeling on a cream, thick pile carpet. I was naked. My blonde, shoulder-length hair was all over the place and was tumbling over my arms on which I was resting my face. My mouth was open as were my legs. He was holding my hips and was kneeling up straight a...
French woke in the morning to a bright winter sun shining through the bamboo blinds on her bedroom window. Immediately, instinctively, she knew that she was alone in her apartment. Aidan had left. She felt a vague sense of disappointment that he wasn't there, but she also acknowledged that she needed time away from him to examine their newly forged relations...
Chapter One There were only a few things that drove a man to the company of Johnnie Walker on his wedding day. Being left at the altar was one of them. Baffled by how the day took this turn, I took another sip of my drink. I wanted to chug it. An alcohol-induced amnesia was preferable to this gnawing anger and need to hit something but years of disciple re...
Valery rolled over and surveyed Aimee's sleeping form. It was late Saturday night. The room was dark, save for the thin, weak rays of light that filtered in from the street lights. In three days their arrangement would be complete, and he prayed he'd done enough. He wanted to keep her. He wanted to ask her to come and live with him. She mumbled something in...
Author' Note : This story is a product of imagination. Resemblance of any character herein with any person dead or alive is entirely coincidental and unintentional. I have used certain words from Gujarati to add flavor to the story. They are: Lund: Erect penis Bhos: Vulva, pussy. Chut: Vagina Choli: Skimpy tight fitting blouse Odhani: Half sari, going h...
Thanks again to Gary13, his suggestions and editing making for a better story once again. * I awoke the following morning to the realization that it was much later than normal. Although the curtains were closed, the sun penetrating around the edges told me it was well past the time when I normally wake up. I hadn't awakened at dawn so I hadn't gotten up f...
This story is part of a collection, "West of Boston." The stories can be read in any order. For Michelle, who helps this breathe Sometimes she crawls to him on all fours the length of the living room. She appears in a black merry widow, as stark black as her hair. Her breasts are pressed up and threaten to jiggle free. Her skin is pure alabaster against th...
We watched our friends grow up togetherAnd we watched them as they fell.Some of them fell into Heaven.Some of them fell into Hell. -The Pogues "A Rainy Night in Soho" "Let's go ouuuu-wwoooooooo—out tonight!!" I'm dead. "Oh, take me ouuuu-wwoooooooow—out tonight!!" I am dead and I am in Hell and I'm being tortured for my "sinful" ways. I can hear mom say...
I first met Sally in a bar. I was going out with friends and spotted her in a corner with some pimply-faced chap who did his best to chat her up, but she was having none of it. She was tall, curvaceous, with large radiant brown eyes and long light-brown hair. She had bountiful D-cup breasts but it was her eyes that I noticed first, and what drew me to her. I...
As Nick walked out of the jet-way finally getting home from his deployment in Saudi Arabia, he was surprise as hell when the first person to come crashing into him to give me a big hug and a kiss wasn't his pregnant wife, but his 18 year old sister-in-law Samantha. The girl was crying happy tears to see him. After giving him her wonderful greeting, she stepp...