Ok, this is my first story to be submitted here. I hope you all enjoy it and I appreciate any and all comments. And of course, everyone in the story is over the age of 18. He walks into the dimly lit room, seeing the bed surrounded by candles and incense burning on the night stands. The door closes softly behind him, as she wraps her arms around him, pullin...
Scoring a movie can be a hard job, especially when you're doubling up as a production assistant, working with one of the most talented, emotionally demanding groups of people in the business. But it gets easier. Ideas turn into scripts, scripts turn into shoots, shoots turn into hiatuses, and re-unions turn into fireworks. Like a whirlwind, four long years o...
Sung-heon was mortified to find an erotic story included in the collection he sent Ludmilla. It was a dream-like account of distant cousins engaging in mutual masturbation in a sweltering Bisang-Dong apartment shower after a walk in nearby DaiSung Park. To his further chagrin, Ryang was as singularly committed to being a lawyer as Ludmilla was to being a fil...
We were driving home for the weekend. As I drove, my hand could easily stroke your thigh. As the interstate was dark, you obliged by opening your legs more. By now, my fingers were running along your panty line. Slowly, my fingertips slid across the thin cloth of your yoga pants, stroking your lips through the material. For several miles, my gentle pressure...
Devon Hastings opened the door to his house, and there was Austine! All that ash blonde hair... Her ready smile, and an old fashioned Seventies striped tube dress with the breasts bouncing merrily within. "Hey, Dev, how's it going?" Austine kissed Dev's cheek, and walked past him into his living room. She turned around expectantly, and Dev opened his walle...
Soames wondered some days if he should've gone into heating and air conditioning installation as his brother had. The field Soames had chosen, or that chose him, had its emotional rainy days. Rina Blumenthal smiled at Soames uncertainly. She was unattractively attired in a velour pantsuit that did not well mask her forty "few extra pounds" as she probably p...
Dedicated to Judi Ann. This series was written at her request. This is a 6 part series. If you have not read the preceding stories, please do so first to know the background. * The next day was beautiful as well. She woke up sweet and happy, but turned sullen within minutes after remembering the night before. They ate a quiet breakfast while she stared dag...
You hear the door open and, as instructed, wait at your computer. You hear the heels of my boots click on your floor as I enter. You feel me approach from behind you, feel my leather encased hand rest on your right shoulder. I lean down, you feel my hair brush the back of your neck and feel the warmth of my breath on your left ear. As I whisper: Are you rea...
He awoke early. The day hasn't even started to break, as a Warrior he was used to being up and about as the rest of the villa still slept, with the exception of the night guards. Though his room was still dark from the shroud of night, he lights a candle to pierce the darkness. Mounted on the wall was a short sword, a gladius. Light weight, yet still sharp....
"Will you do something for me?" I ask in shy whisper. "Anything," she says with full confidence, and I've no doubt she thinks she's seen everything, which is very appealing, yet also unnerving in an anxious and self-conscious way. I hesitantly rollover to the bedside table, looking over my shoulder at her just before I open the top drawer. She's obviousl...