The thoughts still possessed her. Over a simple noodle salad with her date that evening, she reminisced of the previous night's dream. Curled toes in orgasmic delight, she owned her lover, taking each other to stellar levels of ecstasy. The things she did in that dream, they did, seemed so taboo, almost evil - yet completely correct. Essential even. Yet it...
Jayna sat lazily by the pool soaking in the sun. Being in a strange city on a business trip was usually exciting, but this time, for some reason, she felt no desire to go site seeing or shopping, at least not yet. The way things were going she was sure her stay would be extended at least another week. The fact that the president of the company her firm wante...
Note from the author: If you've read any of my other stories you know I'm a sucker for happy endings, so please read the entire story before judging the author or the actions of the characters. Thanks for reading me and hope you enjoy this piece. Don't forget to vote! Special thanks to michchick98 for editing me and putting up with all the changes to this...
Bright lights flickered on in the hallway as Oliver staggered down to the mess hall. The day cycle was partially effective. Oliver still struggled to sleep, but isolation from the normal rhythm of the sun ranked near the bottom of the reasons. He and his research team arrived at the facility two months earlier, ferreted away to the Arctic as part of the mili...
God, she looked good. Sara came walking out of the bedroom with her silk robe slung loosely around her shoulders. It was open lewdly in the front revealing her nudity. I couldn't help but stare... admire... The click of her heels on the hardwood floors made me look down. I saw she was wearing the 4-inch stiletto heels she liked to wear in bed. Or maybe I s...
Note: This story is a sequel to the previous chapters. Those who have read it before can continue from here. For those who haven't, I suggest they start from Ch. 01 to better understand and the enjoy the story. ***** "This is so embarrassing... Gurnam... stop!!" I pleaded. "What is embarrassing... Aditi Madam?" Gurnam asked. "They are watching us... stop...
A femme fatale story, inspired by the stories of Edgar Allan Poe, traditional New England sailing lore, and the myths of Ancient Greece. *** My name is Captain William F. Lowell, son of the wealthy shipping magnate Samuel Lowell of New Bedford, Massachusetts. I took the helm of the merchant vessel, Valkyrie, which, having departed from the city of Boston,...
My dad gave me a nudge and in a soft voice said. "They are summoning you to do your thing son. Remember, if it gets too hard for you, stop, take a few deep breaths before you go on, and you'll get through it." I had been zoned out for at least the last ten minutes worrying about how I would get through the speaking they wanted me to do. I had only agreed to...
Tala's eyes snapped open with a suddenness that stunned her and she jolted bolt upright in Buhawi's arms. Shit! I forgot to untie Buhawi. She scrambled off the bed to find her bag and extract the keen little folding knife that was her everyday carry (living in Sin City meant going about armed, after all). She walked back to the sleeping Tikbalang and gently...
"Rumor has it you could be in need of some consoling, John." I vaguely recognized the soft voice, a barely audible combination of syrupy honeydew and husky seduction. Or so I hoped. I could have used some seduction in my life right about now. I turned slowly, diverting my attention away from the soccer field full of adolescents where my son's coed team wa...