That time in the kitchen was the first time (and one of the very few) when I allowed my man to bend me "forcibly" to his will ("forcibly", so to speak: I was "bent" on my own already...). Usually, when I said "no", it meant "no", and he knew that. But that time, he was so scared, so in crisis, that it had been too nice to see him becoming the man I knew agai...
Author's notes: All my stories are long with a lot of set up, but I think well worth the time. Thanks for taking your valuable time to sample my wares. Also, this story does not stand on its own and is a continuation of "From Russia with Love, Pt. 1. Please read that first, and enjoy. ***** VI. EXCELLENT TECHNIQUE! Elsa was not only beautiful, she was s...
It was strange for me, with my almost military education (and my bad experience), to find myself in an unfamiliar bed, naked with a naked man, and happy of it. Yes, I knew that man would have married me (we had already started to run the paperwork for it), he loved me, he wanted to live his life with me and to die the same day, as we say in Russia. But it wa...
Author's ed. notes: "From Russia with Love, Finale" is a sequel to "From Russia with Love, Part Dva." The central characters and storyline are developed there, so please read that story first. For the best read, start with the original story in the series, "From Russia with Love." My stories are long. They are usually slow burners with the hot sex in later...
"Why did we ever come to this godforsaken planet, Carl?" The questioner was a blonde, striking woman, perhaps thirty-five or -six. She was dressed in slacks, an opaque blouse and a light working jacket - not native garb. The man of whom she asked her unanswerable question sighed and looked up from the papers he was trying to proof. "We-the team-came to le...
Tamsin estimated that it would take the best part of ten days to trek all the way back to Birmingham. With limited supplies and Volk's helicopter gunships scouring the blighted landscape for them, it wouldn't be an easy journey by any means. They travelled in two groups of four to help avoid detection, and carefully transcribed a duplicate of the priceless...
I couldnt believe I was staring at a picture on my computer of my 18 year old babysitter's naked pussy. Leaning back behind my desk in my home office, maximized on my monitor, was a picture of Candice lying on her back nude with her legs spread, and a perfectly shaved, glistening pink pussy pointed at the camera. Wow. I mean -- wow. It was the second of th...
Author's Note: I wasn't sure where to put this, so I picked the Romance category, although it might fit better in Erotic Couplings. Okay, right off the bat, if you have a problem with firearms, go read something else. You'll be a lot happier and so will I. An appreciation for the tool and its collectability is part of the protagonists' shared common interest...
Chapter 1 Dressed in black with a white collar and white-on-black nametag identifying her as Lucy, the slightly tentative waitress with a soft smile said goodbye and to call again, her eyelids fluttering. At that Ryan knew he only had to ask and she'd date him. Oh brother, act your age, the newcomer to the city mused. He'd welcome her company but that woul...