Pete couldn't sleep. His middle 30s wife was in the bed next to him sleeping deeply. His clock showed 2AM. He knew that this would come back to bite him in the ass in the morning, but he couldn't help himself. Pete slowly moved his hand up his wife's side, lightly pulling her loose fitting t-shirt upward. Zoe was a side sleeper and usually had at least one a...
The agonized scream that pierced the hazy somnolence of the afternoon was muffled in the thick carpeting of needles under the pine trees. Geran reined his horse to a halt, listening, his heart pounding. The scream came again. Animal or human, he could not tell, but it was close. He swung easily from the saddle of his gelding, tying it quickly to a convenient...
Then Luc came to the ranch. The handsome French film actor was at dinner the next evening. He had a somnolent look as if bored by life, his light brown hair was long and artfully straggly, deep set eyes dark brown and compelling. He sat between Gunner and Betsy and ate bar-BA-Que., as the other guests stopped by and welcomed him. Colin watched the man and...
Yvonne and her husband lay together, spooning, in that somnolent state typical of two people whose coupling has left them both spent and sated. His semi-flaccid cock pressed up against the crack of her ass, and his arm was draped lovingly over her tummy. "There's no time like the present," Yvonne thought to herself, and summoned up her courage. "Bruce?" she...
THE FUTILITY OF ATTEMPTING to inspire post-pubescent males to pay attention to my morning lecture—more accurately, my yet-again-bootless attempt to emplant even a soupçon of learning in their somnolent minds—forced me yet again to reconsider the wisdom of my accepting appointment as Charles Lutwidge Dodgson Distinguished Professor of Sociology and Forensic P...
Authors Note: All characters in this story are over the age of 18 and have consented to the acts being performed in what you are about to read. The following contains themes of: somnophilia, bondage, and overstimulation. Read at your own discretion. That being said, enjoy! -Remy "I'm just feeling tired, pup." I say as I get into bed- hours earlier than norm...
Author's Note: This (part 1 in a series) is a work of vampire erotica – complete with all the tropes associated with that genre (mesmerism, blood, mild violence). If you are disturbed by these, please do not read further. This series is more story than sex, so if you're looking for a quick romp, this probably isn't for you. ___________________________...
"What are you thinking about?" Nikki asked as she gazed into Amarisa's grey eyes as she brushed the hair away from her lover's face. "That I'm so pleased that you're here with me, that I could show you one of my favourite childhood places." Amarisa said with a somnolent smile. "Me too, I love being here, it's so exciting and beautiful here." Nikki said a...
Chocolate Kisses 2: Pearl Copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2011 Chapter 4 – Early December 4th, 1941 It was one week after Thanksgiving that Bethany strolled leisurely into the kitchen and dreamingly ran her fingers along the counter, a sleepy smile on her still somnolent face. She stopped for a moment and fed a macadamia nut to their parrot...
Acknowledgements: My very grateful thanks to AngelLove for agreeing to edit this story, for her very timely work, and her valuable suggestions and corrections. Copyright 2006 by Zeta. All rights reserved. Max woke up taking in his surroundings, his mind still somnolent and blank and confused at the unfamiliarity of the room around him. Before awareness an...