The following morning was very different. It was early and I was wakened this time by Glenn's fingers running over my body. I was sleepily aware as his hand moved down to my crotch and he began stroking my clit while, at the same time, kissing and teasing my nipples. I slowly came aware and looked up at him, realizing what was going on. I was momentarily sur...
Where's My Bride? [©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS OVER THE AGE OF 18; NO EVENTS DESCRIBED ARE TRUE; STORIES HAVE A 'HARDER EDGE' THAN MOST; BE WARNED; HERE BE DRAGONS] [This story is fictional and is not meant to comment upon any book, real or imagined, that may or may not appear to be cited. It is not implied that any book supplies wrong or mis-inform...
As we sat close together at breakfast, Rachel made it known to the others that she intended for me to be her lover on a permanent basis. Her hands caressed my arms and chest throughout breakfast. She kissed my cheeks and pressed her body to mine. She smiled at Caroline and thanked her for fixing her up on this blind date. Afer breakfast we drove to Carolin...
Author's Note: There's plenty of sex in this story, but you'll have to wait. If you just want a wham-bam-thank-you-ma'm story, please read something else. If you like to read erotic stories, I hope you read on - and send me your comments! * * * * * PROLOG I fell madly in love with Anne during college, and at the end of our senior year I asked her to marr...
In my experience one can be touched by a physical or tactile sensation or touched as in touched by emotions or senses. It's the ones that reach us the most that create a cognitive event that forever remains planted in our minds. Take for instance the birth of a child. This is a moment so extreme that it touches everyone in or around the family expecting the...
I was sitting in my favorite restaurant, one where I ate breakfast four or five times a week, and working on the New York Times crossword puzzle when the waitress slid onto the seat across from me. "Well Rob, are you ready yet?" Dixie asked. I knew what she was asking so I gave her a shrug and said, "Not yet Dixie. Not quite yet." "It has been six months...
NO ORDINARY GAME, CH. 08 Dual aftermaths. A work of fiction. All characters are over eighteen years. (This chapter can be read as a stand-alone story; there are enough hints in the text to make sense of it. Sy and Amanda are playing a dangerous game with her boss, Glenn, and his wife, Tiffany. This is the morning after the night before. -TR) *** Downto...
Kyle smiled as he climbed out of his truck and glanced over at Ophelia's house. It was completely dark, except for the soft glow of candlelight from the sunroom. It had been two months since the first time he'd seen her little show and he looked forward to seeing what she had planned for tonight. Ever since he'd invited himself over for a smoke they had been...
I awoke Friday morning all alone for the first time since my husband left. Marcus was gone, leaving behind only what the lying bastard had pumped into me the night before. I stretched, feeling the crusty remnants of his semen caking my inner thighs. My pussy was sore from the whole week, and stretched. I could never go back. "Oh god, oh god!" Startled at th...
I have been living with Tom in the Washington D.C. area for about 7 weeks and if you have been keeping up with my story you will be aware that we first had sex on the 4th of July, about 2 weeks after I moved in. We have been an exclusive couple since then, having sex regularly 2 or more times each day. (Good morning sex, good night sex, and usually spontaneo...