The shrill ringing of my cell phone pulled me violently from sleep and my hand fumbled around on the nightstand trying to find my phone. "'Ello," I mumbled into the mouth piece using my right hand to hold the phone against my ear while using my left forearm to block the light from my eyes. "Hey baby," Adam answered softly. "What?" I asked bluntly. "My m...
This was inspired by watching videos of some girls who didn't just play with themselves but also talked, sometimes responding to remarks by the interviewing woman behind the camera. It is all my original invention. There are three girls: aged young twenty, nineteen, late twenty. The youngest one is now in junior college, away from home. She explains that s...
She couldn't believe this was happening. Her heart was beating hard and fast. She could feel the pulse in her throat and hear the rapid thrum of it in her ears. She felt warm and flushed, even though she was completely naked. The surface she lay on was soft and molded comfortably under her. The fur tickled gently along the edges of her skin. She was acutely...
Mark was an Arts correspondent for a weekly news stand magazine. I was a lawyer with a soft spot for hard men. We met at a charity event. It could have been the cold white wine that had me planning my conquest as soon as we shook hands, but it's more likely to have been the hard sexy body underneath his loose shirt or the steely blue eyes that undressed me...
Celestial Reviews Rating: 7, 5, 3 for E. The knock comes suddenly and I start from the couch. I wasn't expecting you this early and I rush to the door. I brush my hair back and fix my ruffled shirt. I look awful after that impromptu nap. "Just hug her, just hug her," I tell myself. You knock again and I realize I have my hand on the knob, but have...
I'm a freelance writer who specializes in country and Western music and who has had articles published in most of the leading music magazines and I even had fairly successful sales of a book I did on the Grand Ole Opry in Nashville. But the one singer I just haven't been able to interview, and the one I've had a crush on for a long time, was Reba McEntire....
I sat on the wide polished piano bench. Late afternoon sun cast striped shadows as it streamed through half opened blinds; golden motes of dust danced silently in the air. He sat, as he always did, next to me. Years ago, I had begged my mother to learn to play – we had a baby grand at home – and she finally relented. I had started lessons with him three y...
Paulina was having a party with the people she met on the beach. She didn't care how much damage she did to the assets of house, or the new Mercedes, or the murals hanging on the wall, or any of the other possessions they may have once shared. Those things were now like her heart, her mouth, her liver or her sweet, rounded ass, or the smooth, well-trimmed pu...
Parts of the story refers to memories, related by the main character, when they were all underage but there is no sex when they were underage. They are all over 18 in this story. The characters, location etc are completely fictitious. * * * * * If you know anything about California, especially Southern California, you know that Blythe, California is one of...
"Come on, please pick up. Please.. Please.." Danni muttered, honking at an old Celica that almost cut her off. "Come on answer. Please pick up.." she thought over and over. Eventually a voice came over the line, "Hello, how can I help you?" Danni immediately recognized Victoria's voice, and thanked her lucky stars. "Victoria, its Danni... please don't ha...