David's arms still held me when I woke up. I couldn't tell if he was awake and I tried not to disturb him as I slid off the bed. I wondered what time it was and how long I had slept as I tiptoed into the bathroom to freshen up. When I came out David was still sleeping. I stopped in the doorway and looked at him. The feelings inside of me were still at war wi...
If only Josh could pass out. Or finish himself off already. I have to keep my breathing relaxed. Keep my eyes closed. Keep still in this obscene position he's put me. Keep pretending I'm asleep. Ignore the shaking of the bed. Ignore his animalistic grunts. Ignore the sound of those fucking ice cubes, clinging against his empty glass to the rhythm of his jerk...
“Stand in front of me and raise your skirt,” I commanded her. There was little skirt for her to raise, but she stood mutely with what there was held above her hips. Her training had emphasised the need for her to keep her legs partly spread whenever she stood near me, so I had easy access to her well-displayed arse and cunt. I was sitting comfortably in a d...
There's something special about the first time. Ok, actually there's a lot of awkward things about the first time: Nervousness, losing control too fast, not knowing exactly how to please and how to last and the list could go on. In the end though, take away the inelegance of it and the first is special in a way. To a submissive like me, it's like a claiming...
I wanted to reach out for so long. Even though I was the one to say goodbye, late at night, lying in bed, I would remember his mouth, his hands, and the way he made me feel. Our affair had been a mixture of uncontrollable chemistry, explored fantasies, explosive orgasms, and guilt. I missed the intoxication of the sensory overload. When he moved so far away...
This is a continuation of the Child of a Child series. This is number three in chronological order. I recommend you read Chapter 1 first to understand what is going on. If you have read chapter 1 and 2 I thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy the rest. I have these chapters written and they are coming out quickly, but after this I have no clue when the...
Always wanted her. Never could. Fucked it up with my mouth every time. The words never come out right, but the love is definitely there. Right there. Always. We are always touching, always cuddling, always laughing together, always joking and flirting and not quite talking about our own sexual tension. We are always doing these things. Except when she's with...
The story begins around the time I was about 25 years old. I had been out of the Army about 4 years. when I ran into Jim and Jillian while out for drinks. I had not seen Jillian in probably 8 years or more. Not since High School anyhow, and after a few games of pool and a few beers, they invited me to dinner at their place for the following evening. I was a...
Chapter 15 And always use protection I stood before the gate of the Queen's palace wearing running shoes, rubber gloves, a fanny pack, and an olive green condom. Two unconscious guards lay on the ground below me. One was starting to snore. You know what--let me back up a bit, because this is a weird situation even by my standards. "The revolution begin...
Thank you for the encouragement and a special thanks to my editors who wish to remain unnamed. ***** Mary Jo and I walked hand in hand from the bus stop. It was a cold winter day and the sky was overcast. It smelled like snow. When I was still living with my brother, I knew it would mean a lot of shoveling and a lot of cold nights as the only room in the...