We head into the room marked with a big "4," Jay just ahead of me. Once he gets the stubborn deadlock bolted closed, I start stripping down. Steam rises off the hot tub, though the jets are off, and the thin mattress has a fresh sheet. Jay removes his shirt and I take a moment to gaze hungrily at his barrel chest and broad shoulders. Once I liked hairless b...
Author's Note: This letter compliments jushorny's No. 7. For those that follow the letters series please note the numbers. He wrote the one that would have come first instead of the other way around, like we had been writing. I do hope you enjoy them. ~ Red * Hello Love, I was touched and surprised that you took time to write me a letter. I hadn't writ...
Salutations, my friends and devoted readers. Wanda Philogene here. Your favorite Haitian dominatrix, taking the beautiful City of Brockton, Massachusetts, by storm. Ladies and gentlemen, I have some good news. I've dumped Sean Prescott, my favorite white dude, on account of him becoming possessive of me. Sean and I were cool, and we had some fantastic sex, b...
The water from the shower sluiced down my skin and made the hair at the end of my ponytail curl. Tristan came up behind me and caressed my naked back. I felt his light and tentative touch on my skin. "You do not have any tan lines; haven't you worn your swimsuit yet this year?" "I do not own a swimsuit," I replied. Tristan's fingers became more insistent....
I see you every Sunday at Church. Always dressed in a conservative but elegant manner. Yellow seems to be your favorite color and it suits you beautifully. In the warm weather I imagine that the sun dress you wear might reveal the silhouette of your beautiful figure if the sun shone at just the right angle as you walk through the parking lot. Your jewelry...
Author’s note This was meat as the beginning to an interactive story. It might have influenced Charlie when she wrote “you stir in your sleep”. I woke with a start a wrist pulled to one side of the bed , an unfamiliar scent in the room, dark hair leaning over his face. ‘Z? Is that you?’ A murmur of assent ‘What are you doing here?’ ‘Do you remember a...
Part 1 He had finally arrived at the mansion, a small yet looming building stretching for many paces in both directions. The front of the house was covered in ivy, with an arched front, stone entrance and large wooden doors that seemed quite regal. He approached them and lifted the giant, wrought-iron door-knocker, taking a step back and placing his hat on...
Michael was usually rough and possessive in the bedroom, but I wanted to try something different. I asked him to be gentle. As he returned to the bedroom, I slowly walked over to him. My bare feet providing a light echo on the wooden floor. With each step, his deep blue eyes seemed to pull me closer and closer. Until there were mere inches between us. Mi...
I know this is entirely cliché, but in the last 24-hours I have lived the time of my life! A ride to remember...beginning yesterday afternoon with the moment you wisped me away so that we could go play. Continuing straight through to the very second you drove away this morning after whispering into my ear, "I'll call you on Wednesday". I have relentlessly re...
This is part two. Please read part one in order for it to make sense. Once again, enjoy! And I welcome feedback. * * * * * * * * He moans softly and runs His fingers down her blouse to tease her nipples. “This working at home stuff really works, I must say!” She shivers and arches into His hand, “Oh You tease!” “Come on now, you know we have to get di...