Your head rests in my lap, I gently massage your temples. You sit up and with your back towards me, I continue to knead your shoulders and neck, coaxing you to relax. I kneel on the floor, my hands placed on your knees searching your eyes for a sign of desire. I wait for your fingers to stroke my hair as you lead my hands across your thighs and pause to fe...
The following is offered with many thanks to OneSilky for the inspiration, suggestions and editing advice she provided. Enjoy. Jb7 Tempest Coney looked at the plant order in her hand, tears streaming down her face as she swore at her Pap. He expected her to harvest, package and arrange to ship 25 English boxwood plants to arrive in Rushford, Illinois by...
"Your Dad is freaking insane." Weaver Kytes grinned as he drove his band van through the suburbs of Seattle, namely Issaquah, 15 miles east of the big city, careening around the scenic Lake Sammamish to reach the edge of town. Definitely a beautiful place to live. "Isn't he though?" Heidi beamed with pride for a man who really wasn't her Dad, yet the more...
"He's a nice guy!" Genevieve insisted. "They're all nice guys," Maylene replied with a coy grin as she leaned against the bar counter. "Yeah. Right." Her friend shook her head unconvinced. As the two women waited for their drinks at the bar, Genevieve, a taller honey-blonde, was running the two-minute drill on Maylene. Genevieve and her other friends had...
-01- Dusty roads as far as the eyes could see. The windows of her car were slid down. The music was blaring from her radio. Kayla, on her way to Southern California, was driving through the American southwest. The warm air barely cooled her down, unable to refresh her neckline under her mass of single corn braids. On the left of the road stood a sign. A sim...
The village of Bonatel was supposedly founded some two hundred years ago when Madeline's ancestors first arrived after the city of Relon was sacked by the elf king's army of ork mercenaries. Many of the survivors of the sack decided to settle in little villages along the road to the newly-founded city of Ramel, and Madeline's ancestors were one such people....
Cruising down the highway on my way to work, I can't help but reach down and pump my fingers against my clit. I rock my pelvis forward and back, as my summer dress lends itself to an easy grope. I consider what else I might enjoy playing with right now - if only I could reach far enough to grab my vibrator out of the back. After all, only a bored truck drive...
"We live in an age which is so possessed by demons, that soon we shall only be able to do goodness and justice in the deepest secrecy, as if it were a crime." ― Franz Kafka Like whether Michelle Obama's penis is circumcised, it's random rumination you entertain, waiting for a traffic light to turn green. It isn't regular reflection. Such stated, what woul...
The day sped by and I remember nothing of it but a few scattered images of little importance. I remember when I pulled up to the Bacchanal and handed my keys to the valet. I remember the young man turning and staring at me for a moment entirely to long. He had sounded like he had something stuck in his throat. He couldn't even say my name for better than thi...
"A woman is only a woman, but a good cigar is a smoke." -Kipling Fuente Fuente Opus X An after dinner smoke, content, confident, relaxed... A sip of bourbon to whet your palate, I watch you inhale, noting your deep satisfaction. You enjoy pleasure. Bidding me to stand before you, watching intently as my chest heaves with each breath. Even clothing can't hi...