Later in the evening Teri thought back on their last row. If only they could learn how to communicate properly. If only she could look at him without also thinking of bedding him instantly, perhaps then she would manage to keep her head level enough to present her opinions in a better manner. Maybe then he would see her point of view and perhaps even agree....
Alan awoke hours later rubbing his face he looked around the room, "Hopix?" he said on the outside chance she was back. Dejected he hung his head, he was glad she was back with her family but all of this seemed senseless without her, huh? Had he just thought that? I should slap myself Alan thought where in the hell were those ideas coming from? How could he...
I sat at the foot of the bed, about four feet south of the wetspot. I had not made the wetspot, our new Dom had. He'd promised my wife Joy ("the Joy of Sex," as he laughingly called her) a big load and he hadn't lied. In grey shape it reminded me a little of the state of South Carolina. Joy had wiped her vagina afterwards and then tossed the tissues on the b...
I was well past the "experimental" part of life when I learned how sensitive my nipples are. I had been married several times. My daughters from my second marriage were grown and in college. So one would think that I had pretty well reached fulfillment as far as general thrills (and sexual thrills in particular) went. Nevertheless, when I met Cindie I found...
CHAPTER ONE - LEATHER WINGS Georgryx glides the night on silent leather wings, high above the sleeping forest. Watching the sky for others in his patrol, he fervently hopes he will not be missed. His brother will cover for him, but if caught will invite the same cruel punishment. To abandon his patrol is serious enough. But to commit the act that has obsess...
It was supposed to be a normal camping trip with your new significant other, but it's not like you could help your curiosity when you saw the plume of smoke emerge from between the treetops. Promising your lover to return before midnight, you took off from your site. Could someone truly be living that deep into a forest that desolate? You were sure you didn'...
My captor brought me to a building hidden amongst the thick undergrowth; not one of the towering temples I'd glimpsed before, but still impressive enough to one who'd live all her life in a wood and thatch hut. The walls were built of great stone blocks; the construction obviously ancient and worn, sprouting ferns and vines from cracks and crevices. The entr...
This story brings back very special memories for me and is very personal, but before you say anything NO I or anyone I know have never been kidnapped or had a meeting with aliens or even believe they exist... it is all fictional. Emma Stott was a normal girl. Ok, so normal was the wrong word; brilliant would be a more accurate word to use. She was a walkin...
Ok, maybe exploded was an exaggeration. It would be more appropriate to say that the door accelerated with great haste from its designated and proper place in the doorway, and upon discovering that one of the current members of the room was obstructing its flight path, it in a great fit of rage at its long awaited dreams of flight being interrupted, flew int...
Smegger_29 and myself (Kita) would like to thank all our readers who have stood by us and kept up with this enchanting story. If you enjoy this story, please check out our other effort, "Onyx Dreams," written under the name of kitazkitten. Flight Lilandra had fallen asleep again. Her dreams were plagued with such nightmares that she came abruptly awake, a...