Ebony was nursing her vodka, sipping at it genially. The ice cubes had melted away, dispersing the strength of the alcohol- dulling the bite but not the effect. She was pleasantly warmed by intoxication. Excitement pulsed with her blood, touching every nerve. Any minute now a knock at the door would deliver her into a long-held fantasy. She grinned. Watching...
Vanessa Roland stood in front of the kitchen window, the dishes still only half done in the sink, and decided that a good cry was in order. The tears were spilling down her cheeks before she could stop them, anyway. They wouldn't have cared whether or not she thought they were in order. Outside the window, she could see mountains in the distance, and half a...
I believe that if there were a Ph.D. in masturbation, I would have earned it by now. Wonder what the diploma would look like? I dabbled in masturbation in junior high school, absolutely devoted myself to the pursuit in high school and by the end of college, should have been teaching it. Perhaps I can rectify that now. Consider this your first course. Time w...
This is my first time writing a story like this and I would appreciate your feedback. The more explicit the better if you liked it I would LOVE to know how much! I had never really been attracted to other women, but there was something about Lily that made those feelings change. I mean, I could tell when another woman was attractive, I just didn't feel at...
I knew John Branagan was wealthy but I did not realise just how wealthy until the afternoon we drove up the long drive to his parent's house. A couple of days earlier John had asked me to marry him and I had jumped at the chance. Now we were here to visit his parents. We pulled up in front of the large house and as John turned off the engine, he turned to m...
This story is a continuation of the Blind Man Sees Ch 01. It picks up on the events that followed Ronnie's first visit to my house. Just like in Chapter One, the story is 98% true. Enjoy. When I woke up the next morning, I was as mellow as I had been in many years. I ran the previous night's events through my mind again. A total stranger had come to my hous...
She was going to say it. Rick gritted his teeth into an approximation of a smile as Laney fluttered her eyelashes at him and then their waiter, the very picture of a helpless female. It'd be a lot more endearing if the dilemma she was facing had an importance. Or if she hadn't said the exact same thing on the other two dates he'd taken her on. "Ooooo, I d...
I looked at Brian lying on the bed, somewhat exhausted from the wonderful head and fucking he received from Megan, and felt he needed a rest to recuperate before we asked him for any further servicing on his part. It's a shame, isn't it ladies, that men have to wait at least ten-fifteen minutes before they can get it up again, and we can finish one and get i...
* This is a repost of an old romance story with a fresh edit. * Chapter 11 ‘What have I done?’ reverberated in Sherry’s mind as they began the three-hour drive to their honeymoon hideaway. After all, she didn’t really know Sam -- not well, not long. She’d been single for over seven years, now suddenly she was a wife and a mother with all the responsibiliti...
Sarah Young woke from a daze after another leap through time. She found herself sat at a desk with an ancient type writer and large black telephone. Alone in the tiny room with one window and door she went to look outside for any clue as to where, and when she was. White masking tape covered the glass and outside was severe devastation. Bricks and other...