El aire estaba impregnado de azufre. Pura delicia. Poco a poco, los archi-demonios, barones de los pecados, acudían a su reunión de cada centuria. Todos habían llegado, excepto Pereza, por lo que empezaron sin el. -¿Algo nuevo que declarar? -Preguntó el enorme representante de la ira, líder de todos ellos desde 1900. Era obvio que el siglo anterior había sid...
by Sal De Klerk, "The Salacious Scribe". ©2020 All Rights Reserved. Final Revision August 2020 Authors Note: I got the idea for this short story as I lay in bed with insomnia. I started writing it about 4 am and finished about sunrise, on my phone. I hope you like it. I decided to enter it in the 2020 Lit Summer Lovin' contest. Warning: This story cont...
Possibly because the Doctor put Nina down so often—or possibly because of her guarded upbringing, which had left her unaware of so many things that she came off simple and backward, and with a childish demeanor uncharacteristic of her years—she had trouble making friends at Nautica Fallows. Indeed, her only acquaintance that the Doctor knew of was a shapely...
Copyright @ calibeachgirl and shuttlepilot All rights reserved, 2011 Chapter 24 Love Me To Sleep Humming, Barbara climbed the stairs to the second floor offices as she finally returned to duty and smiled at everyone she met. "It's about time you got back," Frank said, smiling. "Hey, really, though, I've missed you. Working by myself isn't much fun."...
I gradually awoke with V still on top of me. My nostrils flared at the pungent aroma generated by our sexual play. I tenderly kissed her and she dreamily opened her eyes. “That was fantastic,” she weakly said. “Ginger was right. You do know how to do it right. You are the best, you know that?” “You’re just a great fuck Babe. You bring out the best in me.”...
John was nervous as he waited at the restaurant. He wasn't afraid that someone would recognize him...he was 40 miles from the town he lived in and this little restaurant seemed an unlikely place to run into someone that he knew. No...John was nervous because he had come to meet a woman that he'd met online. John had told his wife Kim that he was going to pl...
I stepped down from the plane and the heat hit me full in the face. It was mid afternoon and the sun was strong, so I was sweating by the time that I reached the airport terminal the other side of the runway. It was a small airport, sparsely decorated, with a few bored looking officials. I presented my passport to the stern looking border guard, my cheering...
I came out of the shower and looked at myself critically in the mirror. I was 29 years old, typically Jewish, though perhaps I could pass for Italian or Spanish extraction with my black hair, brown eyes, and sharp facial features. 5' 3". My breasts sagged a bit. Still nice, but no longer the pert tits they had been 10 years ago. I had a trim waist even thoug...
This particular Saturday afternoon was the same as any other. The Florida sun shone high in the bright blue sky and it was hot out. Fortunately for Jim and Elsie they were going to an afternoon pina colada pool party. Once a month they got together with their friends Evan, Char, Ford and his flavor of the month. This particular party always hosted at Evan an...
Note: I mentioned in "The Next Morning" that it was part of a longer story. Well, here's the beginning of that story, drenched in the grief of a man who has lost his wife, who wakes up every morning wondering how to go on and then, one day, wakes up on a private island in the South Pacific. He's comfortable enough. There is a beautiful beach house fitted out...