A bit of fantasy dreamed up by a recent innocent, browsing trip to a new shopping mall in Edinburgh, taking a breather from the world famous arts and comedy festival * The odours permeating my extremely sensitive nose were ranging from exotic to milk sweet. The colours were darkest black to not quite, by now, crisp white and housed in delicate silks, lacy...
Annabel walked lightly despite the heavy tray she carried, down the hall towards the young master's room. Master Alexis lived on the third floor, well away his father's wing of the house. Both men preferred it this way, as Lord Eastmoor lived alone on his estate in remote Yorkshire out of a sincere desire for solitude. Or so everyone said. Annabel had lit t...
He closes his book, and watches her as she plays on her computer. She was looking through pictures on several sexy websites, an activity they often shared. He knew too, from the flush of skin at the base of her neck, that she was becoming aroused, he looked over her shoulder, to see an image of a man and woman, the woman bound spread eagle, as the man kneeli...
It had been a while since I'd seen him but we'd been keeping in touch by text message. The anticipation I felt had been growing day by day with the messages promising an afternoon of naughtiness. On the morning of the meeting I woke with butterflies in my stomach, not from nerves...not at all, but from the fantastic memory of last time and knowing how wonde...
I am a 33 year old Asian guy. I am from a country in South East Asia. I am 5 feet 9 inches tall, black hair, about 70 kg. Some people say I am quite good looking but they say that in my country. I am married with a 3 years old daughter. My profession is a medical doctor, and I graduated from my home country. My wife is a pretty Asian girl with perky breasts...
"Espresso for one," I asked the young lady with a cheeky smile and adjusted my shirt as the black-haired maid tapped my order into her faded and outdated till. It fitted in with the rest of the little café perfectly, with its tired maroon décor and outdated menu, but it was my favourite café in the town. The twenty-something server glanced up at me as my ey...
I have to put on a fake smile and remind myself to be patient with idiots who mistake me for others who may or may not be part of my ethnicity. Price I pay for being Asian in western society, I guess. My name is Armida Waluyo, and my friends call me Amy. I was born in the City of Pekalongan, Indonesia, and moved with my parents, Fajar and Nisrina Waluyo, to...
Sorry for the delay. This has kind of been a companion piece to the broader story but I've enjoyed writing it and exploring a different voice for the character than Jay's voice. Let me know. Chapters of this one will continue to be slow but steady. Enjoy! ***** As we walked to the elevator, giggling and laughing, I felt like I was back in college almost. T...
This idea came to me as I've rereading Carly's Fantasy. I wanted to tell the story from her standpoint and, at the same time, clean up some of my mistakes. I wanted this story to feel a little less rushed and explore a little more of Carly's thoughts and feelings. Consider this story a rough retelling. Both characters have told their recollection of the even...
This is my first submission to the site. All comments are welcome... -Santana- I paused at the library doors and stared up at the sun. It was particularly blinding that day but I barely squinted as I stared straight into its brightness. I thought back to another day like this one, a day where the sun was blinding and the air was muggy and humid. I was 17...