It was the morning of the day we were going to fly back to our home in the northern hemisphere. I will miss the warmth of the sun, the rustle of the palm trees, the sound of the ocean and the endless blue sky. But I am eager to return home. Back to routine. Back to my training routine. Back to sleeping on the floor at the end of your bed. Sitting at your fee...
Trevors car pulled around the corner from my house. We parked up away from any obvious street lights and turned to each other, like any other couple parking up in a lovers lane. Trevor placed his right hand behind my head, gently pulling my face toward his, as we began a very slow passionate kiss. My pussy began tingling immediately as his soft delicate lips...
St. Raphael, Avril 2006 Reply to Letterotica 03 by Coolville Cheri, So many conjured images in your last letter: "Hungry desires" "Eager bodies and souls" "Sexual awakening" "Going mad..." "Slowly and teasingly fucking" "Lips sucking hungrily" "Whispered mumbles" Words that tickle, tremble, tease. It is though this phrase that sums it all up for me: "ex...
She was fine, godsdamnit. She punched the bag that swung in an arc from the ceiling. It was satisfying to punch the hell out of it. Sweat stung the new scars on her face. Scars that would never go away. Scars she didn't want to go away. She had earned every single damn one of them. She was freaking fine. Why then... WHACK... wouldn't Garrus touch her? They...
Paris seemed to be working on Lena in ways that she could not understand. Perhaps it was the moment in front of the mirror in her room. Perhaps it had begun earlier as she walked the streets. But her senses seemed permanently heightened so that she was acutely conscious of the colours and shapes of things, as if she was seeing them for the first time. She st...
I'm a first year Medical student who to say the least has an attention span of a goldfish, I often sit in my lectures or labs dreaming and fantasizing about my lecturer. She's, to my estimation is about thirty years of age but no normal thirty-year-old. She's about 5,9"; the longest sexiest legs that are always topped off with luscious stockings that she rep...
"Rose bring me the Baxter and Jenkins file please." I squirm in my chair as I hear your voice, and feel a hot blush, pink as raspberries steal over my skin. This is code and nothing to do with office business. I head for the ladies rest room, and breathing to control my thudding heart, I remove my minuscule black lace panties. This walk to your private off...
I would like to thank handyandy666620 giving me the inspiration for this fictional story and the support he has provided me. For those of you that have read the first chapter, this is the second chapter and those who have read my other works this story is a departure from them. This story contains scenes of reluctance, lesbian sex, a cheating spouse, and by...
Disclaimer: All participants in the story are aged 18 years or older. I've written it as if I was still a mere 19 year old boy 28 years ago, starting out on becoming a man. Comments are appreciated. Part fantasy, part fact. ***** ...The doorbell rang and my heart jumped. It had been racing all day just at the thought of you coming over. I literally raced t...
Brandon could hear the steady drip from the faucet in the next room. Drip. Drip. Drip. He found the sound strangely soothing. Like a metronome, it provided him with a beat. With a beat. It was a constant. It was reliable. Like a pulse. Letting his eyes drift to the walls around him, he didn't need to come to any realization that he had no idea where he...