Another wild party behind them, Jack and Susan stumble into their friend's bedroom and begin to undress. Susan unbuttons her sweater, tosses it into a chair. The gentle swell of her breasts captures his gaze. She knows he's watching every movement. A wicked smile begins to creep across her face. "I've never slept in a waterbed before." "Me either," Jack re...
I cuddled against Sarah, feeling her breasts against my chest. It was our first time, my first time. I was twenty-five and I couldn't believe my luck at finding someone so beautiful and caring, but I still felt inadequate. Why had it taken me so long to find someone, and why did I still feel so worthless? Why was such an awesome girl giving me a chance? My c...
It was midmorning, and I was getting back to my office after a busy class. Sheila, the local book representative from one of the big publishing houses, was waiting for me. As a book representative, and as a business woman, Sheila had it put together. She was efficient, business-like, fast, had quickly gotten to know me and my needs, and had sent some textboo...
Her breath caught and her body shuddered when their eyes met, all other thoughts quickly fleeting from her mind, he engulfed her. She couldn't tear her eyes off him. She was surrounded by her friends, slowly gyrating to the loud club music pouring from the four foot speakers on the corner of the dance floor. The bar was dim, pulsing lights keeping in check w...
Just a glimpse. A fleeting memory etched into the back of his eye lids, to haunt him with every blink. The image of snow white, distorted beyond recognition yet oddly familiar and soothing. Skin as white as snow, so white, in fact, that it was hard to make her out against the wall behind her. Hair as red as blood, the curls moving in the wind like Medusa's...
My friends head out early, too tired to stay, but I'm not ready to leave the club yet. I haven't had my dancing fix and I'm hoping to feel the body of some stranger against mine. The club is in the hipster mecca of Los Angeles, so I have my pick of young, well-dressed, artsy men. With my hair in a pixie cut and my loose sweater hiding the curves of my body,...
"I like younger black men, stud, and you, my dear Raphael, are the cream of the crop," Marianne Charles said in a coy tone, as she looked at Jacques Etienne, and licked her full, sensuous lips most suggestively. Leaning against her bright red Rav4, the tall, curvy and bodacious, forty-something Haitian-Canadian woman was looking at Jacques the way a hungry p...
Appointment In retrospect, I guess it was entirely appropriate that dark clouds hung in the sky as I made my drive into the city. The skies darkened as I hurried through the last few intersections and turned into the parking garage. Warm, humid air struck my face as I lowered my window and reached out to pull the ticket. The shrill buzz went silent as I too...
On a cold wintery night, Daria looked outside the window of her chambers and studied the snowflakes softly singling down to the ground covering it like a white blanket. She stood there silhouetted against the small candle that lit up the room, for a few moments, before moving away and withdrew deeper towards the heavycurtained four-posted bed. On such cold n...
Snow White walked quickly through the forest. It had been many years since the witch had attacked her. As an adult, she now served as a leader in her community. She wore a blue tuff top with red gems that cut off just after her breast and a tight navy corset skirt that wrapped around her stomach and just past the tip of her ass. Her thigh-high red boots with...