You come home from work; tired, discouraged, bored. Another night of eating alone because you've worked so late everyone you know is already in bed. You decide to take a shower first to wash the day off of you. You head straight for the bathroom, undress and take a long cold shower, feeling the stress let go of your muscles as the water hits your body. You g...
You were long and slender and fragile like a flower. Smooth skin, pale golden in colour, creamy and soft like the silken pages in a book. I remember your skin, soft to the touch. Giving. Forgiving. In the secret recesses of the night, in the silent communion of our bodies, your skin was like an answer to a question I never knew I had asked. Amidst the soft s...
Moonlight poured through the cabin windows, filling the room with soft silver light. I see your eyes in the nocturnal glow, watching me, filled with desire. It takes but a moment to get the fireplace working. And soon the chill of nightfall is pushed back by the warmth of the dancing flames. Firelight fills the rustic cabin as we lay before it on feather so...
After following the directions here from the e-mail message he had received, John didn't think the inconspicuous facade of the industrial building in front of him looked much like a theatre. The personals ad he responded to promised a rewarding dramatic experience in an intimate live theatre setting. It instructed him to arrive at 1:00 pm sharp. "Well, I gu...
I lie quietly spread-eagle on the bed. A mask covers my eyes keeping my mind in darkness. I feel the gentle pull on my arms and legs. Shifting, I clench my fists and tug, testing the bonds. The silky ropes circle and caress my wrists and ankles yet hold fast. Blinking, I feel my eyelashes brush against the silk of the mask; no trace of light reaches my eyes....
"Morning Kithan." Sarah's voice held relief. He tilted his head as he stepped into the elevator and hit the 5th floor button. Turning slightly so he could look to Sarah. "Morning Nurse Sarah." Sarah smiled softly as she re-closed her coffee brown eyes. "How's it been this morning Kithan? Quiet?" Kithan shrugged, then he realized her eyes were closed and s...
Chapter 08: Kay turns the table on Allen. As Kay descended my sweaty body her nails teased my flesh reaching my sticky cum coated loins she softly kiss my flaccid cock laying against my abdomen. "Hmmmm.... I love that taste." Kay remarked as her tongue moved over the shaft. I relaxed thinking my awesome mature lover was about to slowly begin arousing me...
My alarm clock went off at 5 PM. I dragged myself out of bed and looked at the calendar on the wall. Yes, that was why I had to get up. I had made a note that my answering machine had recorded a call from The White House on Elm Street. I had an assignment tonight. So I tossed on my old gray sweatsuit and sandals and hopped in the car. Fortunately I was drivi...
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*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in sexual activity are at least 18 years of age. Chapter 1 Jason Breaux looked over at Rachael Thibodeaux and sighed. At the front of the classroom, Coach Dumas was droning on and on about some French King and the politics that led to the French Revolution and who cares? The scrawny eighteen year old tried to...