Author's Note: This is another story inspired by my Lit friend, Lucia (a.k.a. Gimme_Your_Load). I tried to imagine the psychodynamics of her desire for cum, and put it into story form. I gave her the chance to preview the story before I submitted it to Lit, and she gave it a definite thumbs up. In fact, she said she would be pleased if I would name her as th...
I received an instruction from Mistress Amanda (yes, there really is a Mistress Amanda) to write a very short story without plot, jumping straight to the action. So this is a little different to the other stories she has instructed me to submit ... enjoy! ~~~ Mistress wordlessly pushed me back onto the bed and spread my knees as she crawled between my legs...
Chapter Two - Scared, Tied, & Excited. . . It had felt like a dream, but it was only 9:00. I turned over to find Bernard sleeping next to me. I tried to get up and run to the bathroom, when I realized I was tied to the bed. I woke him with a scream. Sleepily he awakens and immediately his dick begins to harden. As he stretches and yawns, he reached for my...
Chapter Three: Their First Night *Please read Chapters One and Two to follow Alexandra’s journey into womanhood and how she breaks free from her parent’s strict Catholic rules and upbringing. Curtis climbed between Alexie’s legs and took hold of her slim waist. This was their first night together, the first day of having her to himself without constraints...
I am sitting in a small cottage in the woods that is situated beside a large lake. The setting is beautiful with the light from the moon shining on the water. However, the serenity does nothing to calm my nerves. Tonight is the night I finally meet you. We have exchanged many emails and even chatted a few times. Somehow, you have made me fall in love with yo...
Ethan and Jackson had been reading a book in the upstairs library when the power had gone out. Cassie was fast asleep in the overstuffed chair and they had decided to leave her there. Ethan wondered if she had slept horribly as well. She was good at hiding her feelings. Jackson knew that the reason she was tired was that he had tired her out from over two ho...
Again special thanks to Editor Dave T, who for reasons, only God knows, continues 'the-root-canal- without-anesthetic 'like experience of trying to make my chicken scratch resemble something readable. All and any errors are mine. ++++ "Seriously? You are firing me? You have got to be kidding." My soon to be ex-boss was sweating a bit around the bald sp...
I leaned back in my chair, taking in the view from the seventh floor. Through the glass barrier, the beach was in full view; the golden sand fading into the bright turquoise ocean which stretched out to the horizon, the extravagant homes in amongst the deep green trees crawling over the mountain on the other side of the bay, the windows of the buildings in t...
She waited for Him by the door that bitterly cold winter evening, dressed only in black lace–top thigh–high stockings, a black lace balcony bra two cup sizes too small for her DDs, and the robe to her black lace peignoir. She stood at the window, fidgeting as she watched for Him, caressing and squeezing her breasts, reaching down to check that her cunt was w...
I smile as I step down from the train, knowing that you're waiting for me, feeling as if I've come home. Through the ticket barrier my lover waits, a smile on your face, desire in your eyes, arms open, seeing no-one but me. I run to you, falling into your arms, inhaling your scent in long, deep breaths, feeling your body pressed against mine, your fingers t...