The sun wore its way through the green canopy overhead. Every so often letting the wind rustle through the leaves as a gentle reprieve to the searing sun that brought with it that warm gaze. He followed her through the trail, each of them winding and turning as they made their way along the path, taking a break away from the busy lives they could escape if...
This story was written for the super-sexy CEFrenchman. He was the lucky winner of my second custom story contest. Check my thread "Bernadette's Boudoir" in the playground to see his excellent entry. Frenchman's idea was so steamy that I got carried away. I hope everyone (especially my tasty CEFrenchman) feels that I've over-delivered! -Bernadette ***** "A...
"Sit down, Babydoll. Daddy's doing your hair today." Now there's a sentence I never thought I'd say out loud and in English. Maybe one or the other but not both. But the thing is, Babydoll sometimes has a thing about rocking her natural hair. She like a certain look and if it's not just so she prefers to go with a different look like a wig, sew-ins, braids...
This weekend you have organised is perfect. The setting is idyllic - a beautifully luxurious seaside cottage, sat alone on the cliffs with a private path leading down to a secluded beach where I now sit trying to get my head around what this weekend represents. This is our one shot, our only time together. Desperate to make the most of it rather than worry a...
Anne was in the throes of the most pleasurable sensations she had ever experienced in her life and this gardener of her father's home was offering her even more. 'Igor will you be gentle with me? I am still a virgin.' Though he already knew she was, it sounded extremely sexy to hear her admit it to him and put herself in his control like this. As he start...
"Dwight, my mother used the word "dreamy" when she was a teenager. I know what she meant when I saw him climbing out of the pool. Red Speedos, pecs dripping water, green swimming goggles over his brown eyes, a flat belly oily with sunscreen, his black hair slicked back. Sleek as an otter, gorgeous as Mark Spitz or Greg Louganis, the same sparse v-shaped phys...
David and I were married in sort of whirlwind fashion. I was about to start another semester of college and he was stationed on a destroyer in San Diego. We had dated through our senior year in high school, with him leaving soon after graduation for the service. I chose to go to a local community college, secretly thinking that this might happen before he go...
Author's note: I've been remiss in not thanking the people who have taken the time to comment on my story, to vote on it and to email me about it. Your words have been very encouraging. Thank you! Your comments will inform my future writing. Feel free to comment or email as the urge strikes you. **** There was a 'do not disturb' sign on the door handle of...
To the casual observer, it looked as though Kate and Brian were an incredibly happy couple with three nice kids who were having a great time at their house in the mountains as the summer vacation season opened. As soon as Kate arrived that first Saturday of her vacation, the family spent the rest of the day on the lake refreshing the boys, ages 6, 8, and 10,...
He was still a little feeble, and the maids scrambled to assist him down from the cart; he was immediately struck by their flowery scent, and just as much by their eager eyes. Bella commented on this, suggesting that as they'd not had a resident male at the Manor in some time, they had overdone it with the rosewater. After having nothing but the smell of his...