I don't know why I came. He isn't the kind of man I want in my life...in my bed...in my head. But when he called, his dark whisper coiling in low, slow convolutions between my thighs...I came. I hear my feet carry me across the carpet toward his apartment, and I stand at the doorway to my own undoing, not knowing what lies inside. I should turn and leave.....
The divorce was hard on me. We'd been married seventeen years and she left for Florida to "find herself." I did get to keep the house. In the course of my work I met a woman named Sherry. She owned a small chain of nursing homes across a two state area. We started slow and didn't even make love until after many months. She was a real beauty. She had long bla...
for my white tiger... She awoke from a deep sleep, he was calling her again. This was a nightly occurence that she ignored... until tonight. This time she would go. It was time to find out exactly why he penetrated her mind every night, not allowing her to sleep peacefully. The dreams came every night that she heard him call, they consumed her. It was as i...
It was an uneventful ride back to Lisa's house - we talked and flirted some more, held hands and occasionally caught each others eye, staring for as long as possible without her losing concentration and crashing the car. When we finally returned to her home, it was nearing midnight. As the adrenaline was running high for both of us, neither felt in much need...
I sit at my local spot at the café; sipping my mocha and watching the time pass me by in colors. It won't be long before the closing time hits and I'll be forced to leave my chair and find another spot to brood and grumble. I haven't received the financial aid that was promised me in weeks. I can honestly say, as a black woman of pride, I need that money....
All characters mentioned in the story are over 18 years of age. ************ I jog down the corridor, my heavy backpack banging painfully against my hipbone. It's eight fifteen. Late. Again. Why am I always late? I ask myself as I approach the door to the classroom and hastily swing it open. Still out of breath, I am greeted by the calm face of my Englis...
There was a soft glow in the room from the flickering of candle light. The aroma from the candles sent an erotic spell into the atmosphere. The walls were painted a deep, seductive red and were accompanied by framed nude pin-ups. The music was loud and the faint smell of sweat and pussy lingered through the air. There were ten suede lounge chairs furnishing...
Characters: Alicia Forest: A pretty 18 year old with big dreams. She's under the sexual spell of Nikolas Tarrick. Nikolas Tarrick: A twenty-two year old musician with a handsome face and a to-die-for body. He lives the type of life that Alicia's parents do not approve of. Brook Forest: Alicia's 18 year old twin sister. She wants Nik for her own and would...
I am addicted to the erotic elegance of his pain, specifically when he offers it to me so willingly. If someone had told me a few years ago that I'd draw such immense pleasure from inflicting pain onto another, I'd have questioned their sanity. I'm the same person who feels a little remorseful after swatting a fly with a rolled-up newspaper; yet I have no qu...
She said, "This is going to sound fucked up." That got my attention, since things we had done to this point, things I had done to her, could get me arrested in a different context. Given what was acceptable to us, fucked up by our standard had to be fairly intense. We had neither of us been shy about pushing limits or experimenting with pain and rope. "I w...