Chapter 4: Dreams and Desires "It's the same as before..." Sapphira's voice was barely above a whisper as she walked within the woodlands, following the same path she had so many times before as it lead her deeper into the woods. Eventually she arrived like always at a small clearing full of flowers, the fragrance of them filling her nose as the sunlight s...
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Vacationing at the mountain lodge was one of his favorite things to do. The snow-capped mountain peaks were such a contrast when compared to the heat of the valley below. It was a large log structure with a great stone fireplace. Evenings were spent sitting by the fire talking with old friends from years past and making new ones. Some of the familiar faces w...
Note: you will understand this story a lot better if you read at least Part One first though I recommend reading all previous parts. ***** Chapter Nineteen Despite my successes with both Shelley and Inez, I hadn't found another opportunity where I felt comfortable attempting to introduce a casual acquaintance, much less a stranger, into one of my sexual d...
*Authors Note: This story is intended to be read as a series of handwritten journal entries. If you are upset by entries that are only a page long, this story probably isn't for you. But if you can deal with shorter entries, please enjoy.* Mortem in Nocte October 11 It is my hope that someone finds this journal someday, if only so that someone knows what...
His name was Mark Fagan and he had dreamed of a woman for months, every night he dreamt of the same woman. He had never seen her in his real life but knew she was his soulmate. He did not even know her in any way but felt she was near. He only knew that her first name was Rose, and her beauty was like that of a Rose. He tried to stay in dream land as much as...
With a unnerved sigh, flinging what felt like nothing but a damp piece of sticky silk from her skin she stretched, moaned and flopped trying unsuccessfully to get cool in the uncompromisable humidity of the house. Summer just starting it was already hot! The sun enough to broil you alive during the day and the humidity enough to make you wish you could run...
It started out as just a dream, a dream that I was spooning with the sexiest guy I'd ever met. It was so realistic, I could actually feel his hardness pressing against my ass and my pussy. And I could feel my heart racing from nervousness and excitement. Of course, there was no one there when I woke up. I'd gone to sleep alone, like I'd done for the past ye...
My editor Angel has once again done a wonderful job of editing this story. My sincerest thanks to her for all the hard work and effort. * The night is still. A gentle breeze blows through the trees and only the rustling of the fallen leaves disturbs the stillness of the night. My thoughts are interrupted, I look up at the moon and smile. She smiles back,...
She was dreaming again. She must be. Hazel clearly remembered deciding never to return to the blasted tree, yet here she was, approaching the place where it all started. Worse, it was nighttime, and there was barely enough light to see by. Yes, it had to be a dream, albeit a very detailed and realistic one. She could see her own skin glowing softly in the di...