They’d gotten to their hotel around 4pm; the cab from the airport had taken a nice scenic route through the garden district into the narrow streets of the French Quarter. Michael and Val stared out the windows of the cab at the centuries old buildings as they zig-zagged through the one-way streets. They had made comments on the history of the city and how th...
I’m sitting alone atop the clock tower, eating ice cream, when I hear Axel approach. “You’re early.” He says. “No, you’re just late.” I respond. He takes his seat next to me. We sit there in silence for a moment. I decide to make conversation. “Today makes two hundred fifty five.” “What’s that about?” “It’s been that many days since I joined the Organization...
You visit your girlfriend at her home. You go upstairs to her bedroom, to find her troubled with something. You ask her what was the cause of her trouble and she replies that she had her exams from the next week and that she is very nervous. Being a good boyfriend, you try and talk to her out of this nervousness, but all in vain. You soon realise that you ha...
I kneeled before him, his baby blue eyes looking me over as his fingers slowly caressed my face. His hand tilts my head back till his eyes are staring deep into my brown ones. "Make me a drink my love." "Yes, Master. What would you like?" "A rum and coke, you know my preferences." "Yes, of course Master." I leaned in and kissed him softly on his lips. B...
We're lying on the futon naked, with nothing but the sound of wind blowing against the windows. Suddenly, Dawn rolls over and kisses me. Completely out of nowhere. Wet and hard. Tongue everywhere. She folds her tongue and strokes mine as well as the roof of my mouth and she sticks it in and pulls it out. She's a woman possessed. Her hand reaches down...
Note: This story is part of a small volume of stories that I have posted here previously. They will appear with different names as chapters (10 in all). I think these stories stand alone well, but they are meant to be read as part of a larger work entitled "Divorcing Myself From Myself." This chapter, #4, is called "Ice Cube." It was posted here previously...
F.X. Copeland came to the Deliosse's front door, lugging the massive box, and pressed the doorbell. A moment later, Santiva Deliosse answered. "Oh, good, Cope, you're here. That's the Zero-Wave?" Cope nodded. "Yep, Miz Deliosse. Works like a microwave, but in reverse. It's an innerustin' invention of mine." Cope lugged the box into the house. It was a big b...
It was a scorching mid-summer day and I was volunteering at my eldest child's baseball game in the concession stand, my body dripping feminine sweat. Halfway through the game I noticed there was only a fourth freezer full of ice, making it my turn to go to the back shed to retrieve more bags from the larger freezer. I waved to my partner, another parent, and...
"Am I your captive? Are you going to have your way with me?" I asked tugging against the handcuffs "I thought we had a date for ice cream?" Richard's hands were around my waist as he gently pulled me to him to nuzzle his face against mine. I felt his warm breath tickle my face and listened to his heart beating in his chest as he hugged me. This always ma...
It was waiting for me when I got home, a thick cream envelope whose innocent exterior belied the erotic adventures that lay in store for me. I dropped my bag and keys and, holding the envelope like a prized possession, went into my study, eager to read my instructions from Sir. Sinking into the cosy armchair, I curled up, opened the envelope and removed a sh...