This is about the halfway point in the tale of Dr. Michaels and Jason. Let me know in the comments if you like it so far and want more! ***** Dr. Michaels had two cans of coffee for breakfast and drove into work simultaneously exhausted and jittery. She had a cigarette walking to class, but that just made her feel even worse. By the time she stood before h...
The sounds from the next room woke her slowly, lazily drawing her out of her hazy alcohol-induced dreams, arousing her even before she was fully aware of what she could hear. She slipped a finger into the soft, smooth folds between her legs, rubbing gently as she opened her eyes to the dark room, now fully aware of the moaning and creaking of the bed in the...
[Author's note: I am thinking of making this a limited series by writing only 10 stories in total. What do you guys think? ] ================================ "I really don't think this is a good idea, Anna." Scarlett said. Anna Kendrick, secretary to the superstar Scarlett Johanssen, rolled her eyes and let out an audible sigh. "Oh, God! Not that again...
DOROTHY'S TALE Dorothy had just turned 30, and, she thought to herself, she had been having sex half her life. Her mother was a swinger, and had encouraged Dorothy to be sexually precocious, putting her on the pill and letting her bring boys home. So Dorothy experimented, and became quite knowledgeable in the ways of love. She had dabbled in a little of eve...
For a long time now, I have been fascinated by female masturbation. It's an erotic thing to ponder, but an exhilarating experience to catch a girl doing it. I first met "Leah" through a youth group program. She was absolutely stunning. From her beautiful proportionate breasts to her slender yet athletically toned stomach, to her gorgeous round ass, she was...
I gaze down at you, head in my lap, looking at peace as we watch the movie we rented. My hand absentmindedly begins softly stroking your hair, and you let out a soft sigh of contentment. I tune out the movie entirely, focusing my attentions on you. Silently admiring every part of you to myself. Your soft, full lips, your delicately soft skin, your bright, de...
Orli For those of you already either cringing or creaming your jeans at just a mention of the name, here are some thoughts divulged after a couple of wasted, and I do mean wasted, nights online. They do come up with interesting ways of expanding their fan base, though, don't they? And yes, I do admit, he has supplanted Pitt. But that's beside the point....
John Wayne had not seen Diana Maitland for an hour now—not since he had walked out and closed the door of the master bedroom suite after instructing her that she was to bathe, dress and meet him at the bottom of the stairs at precisely 5:45pm. As soon as he left her, he put his bags in one of the bedrooms, then he went downstairs and out to the beach to brin...
The woman was beautiful. Her hair was a tasty shade of strawberry-blonde, tastefully styled in a cap of curls around her face. Her inviting mouth was rimmed with red and her pale breasts bulged from just beneath the edges of the lace teddy, teasing him with their plump, freckled tops. He ached to rub his finger along those snowy peaks but he didn't know her...
Sara leaned over to her night table and turned out the lamp as soon as I walked in the bedroom. Of all the nonverbal cues we share in our sex life, this is one of the most important ones. It means "don't say a word, take off your clothes, and get in here." It's funny, any memories of being with other women have faded over the years to the point I only can re...