I've thought about you and having you inside me all day. I couldn't concentrate at work. My mind kept drifting -- recalling our vacation in Hawaii where we rented the "jungle cabin". We were promised complete privacy and got it. Nobody disturbed us unless we called down to the office or room service. I kept thinking about swimming naked with you on our litt...
They met in the hotel bar. She in a tight black dress that clung to her curves, him still in his work gear. Smart of course, he wouldn't have been allowed in otherwise, but nothing special, just a shirt, a tie. She was working of course, she was always working, the hotel was just one of the perks of the job. He was there for her. He sat at the bar, drink...
Funny feeling, isn't it, when you bust a tough one? Triumph sure. Maybe a little secret relief that you pulled it off. But there's a fine sweet sadness in there, too, because the golden moment is behind you. For a moment in there you were God . . . And now you are a guy who used to be God for a minute, and will be again some day. ~ Mike Callahan * The woma...
No real sex or, unlike most of mine, violence. It is more of a long term BTB scene. The idea of revenge delayed is still not revenge denied. And a main character who is perhaps not devoid of emotion but does have a deficit of it. It applies a lot of legal theory that is probably wrong so lawyers should probably avoid it because they could pick it to pieces....
I lay on the thick fur rug again, this time bound with silken cords that held my arms crossed behind my back, the bonds running around my ribcage above and below my breasts, then knotted together between them. My knees were sharply bent, the soles of my feet pressed together and secured with the silken cord round my ankles and additionally looped round both...
"When the lights, go down, in the city..."! One of Liz's favorite tunes screamed out of the 48 year old speakers on Liz's 1964 white Mustang convertible as she and Claire sailed down the old country road. Claire raised her head, watching the large trees whipping by as she flailed her arms in jubilation and joined Liz in a sing-a-long. "You know who I feel l...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Indisputably, my life has been very bland thus far. Living conditions and the like have been exceptional; no complaints there. The same with my education and university. Every day, I sit at the same well paying office job my conscious mind always wished to obtain years ago....
"That's a wrap!" She had heard it countless times over the past nine years but this time there was some finality in it that hadn't been there ever before. That's because The Office had just shot the final scene of their series finale and now Jenna Fischer started to ponder about what she wanted to do next. Oh sure, she had a new baby and relatively new husba...
Claire hit the pillow with her fist in frustration. "Dammit, so close!" she said with almost a cry in her voice. It had been a year since she had last fully orgasmed. She had come close many times, and it seemed as if things were getting better, yet still she was left frustrated on the brink of pleasure. What happened next came as a surprise to her. See...
Normally trekking through an old growth oak forest would be the cat's meow for me. After all, I am an ecology major just on the verge of graduation. The thought of graduation reminded me once again why I was here in these woods and my ire rose. Damn art requirement and damn counselor who had realized I was missing it! I hate art. I can't even draw stick figu...