There is no sex this story. More character background is provided in the stories Pancakes and The Arena. * The leaves gave and occasional crackle or crunching sounds under their feet; it was late fall and the forest floor was blanket with the fallen dried leaves and the occasional patch of white left over from an early snow. Moving silently through a fore...
Winter comes to Ottawa, Ontario. Just another day for me. I look out the window from my apartment in the neighborhood of Vanier, right across from the Park. There's snow everywhere. Hard to believe that it was bitterly cold yet dazzlingly bright yesterday. I get up, and walk from the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee. Another year has gone by, and I'm s...
- Hey Midori, I've decided I'm going shopping! -Midori, Atsuko's roommate, faced her with surprise expression: Really? Wouldn't you rather ski today? -No. Yesterday in Kicking Horse I enjoyed myself but today I'm a little tired, so I'll take a day to relax and do some shopping. -Ok, it's up to you, Midori answered putting on her ski pants, but you will st...
He sat for a long time on the side of his luxurious bed. His weight sank into his spot of sheets and mattress and invited him to indulge in more. He could rest his back, then his head and drift far away from this room, awake in a place where things made sense. He told himself, no, that's not for now; the shower is where he needed to be. He didn't feel dirty,...
The pilot thumped the plane down like he had a grudge against the runway. I rubbed my hands down my face, skin clammy and blighted with stubble, eyes dry. I sat, while around me people got up to stand and queue. Once the aisles had cleared I grabbed my backpack from the overhead compartment and walked towards the exit. The stewardess was a tall, leggy blond...
Susan stretched out on the couch, put her book to the side, and flexed her toes. She admired the taunt muscles of her legs and realized for the first time that the happiness of her new life was beginning to assert itself. She watched the snow filter down through the pines outside the window of her home. Her self-image was healthy and her confidence was found...
It was March, but the winds of March were at a lull. It was two hours' drive to Cape Hatteras. Dirty as the car was, it was running fine. I listened to Jethro Tull on the way down. I made a playlist of his songs centered around sex. Sexual mischief, sexual hypocrisy, seduction, prostitution are all subjects, and Tull does a few love songs. Sings passionatel...
”I don’t know about this.” ”Come on, Maddy, I thought you were into all this creepy shit.” Maddy looked over at Julian and glared at him. He smiled back sweetly. Taking her hand, he pulled her onward again towards their destination. Everyone in the area knew the tales of Rokland Manor. It was a rickety old mansion, three stories tall, that had been slated...
Welcome, dear reader, I'm jumping into this new area with both feet but it's still an experiment to see if I can cover giving & receiving oral sex properly in my stories. So since this is a rare topic in my stories, I REALLY need some feedback to let me know if I covered it the right way or suggestions to how I can do it better or more tastefully. Confession...
As she walked up to the door of his house, she hesitated, thinking about how bad the day had gone. She didn't want to think about any of it right now though. She had been surprised, after finally deciding to call him, that he was actually home and alone on a Friday night. Since he had moved back to the Dallas area, she had visited with him a few times and he...