I can see it when I close my eyes... You're lying in bed, asleep. The only light in the room is the moon, filtered through curtains. I can barely see your silhouette, peacefully composed; barely hear your breathing, quiet and rhythmic. I touch your hair, lightly stroking it, twisting the ends between my fingers ever so gently. Sharp, sweet longing pierces t...
Rain hit the windows hard as Anna attempted to concentrate on her essay. She had been given this assignment a month ago, and after all the effort placed in the research she was ready to write a piece of work she would be proud to call her's. She looked up irritably; it seemed that it would be one of those cold and dreary days, which was great. She was stuc...
The blue tropical water glistened invitingly, the ripples washing on the shore of the island lapping at the beach, like a tongue teasingly kissing a lover's lips. The warm air was stirred by a breeze, wafting gently through the palm trees creating a soft hissing sound. The beach was deserted except for the two lovers who were just now coming out of the surf....
[18:55] NemikShCoG has entered the room. [18:56] TehyaSH: Hey I didn't feel like sitting in there [18:56] TehyaSH: specially when I got a slave the needs to work [18:56] *NemikShCoG strolls into the main hall from My chambers* [18:56] NemikShCoG: yes, I opened this up for a while, but no-one came [18:56] pepperTPS has entered the room. [18:57] TehyaS...
My first story, feedback would be amazing, thanks! ---- The sun glowed in a low black light, gently molding itself against the shimmering green ocean that clung so softly to the sand. A pair of footprints revealed the feeling of a conflicted person, she found herself drawn towards her destination by an instinctual curiosity, an unexpected urge inside her t...
They had been looking for her. Well not exactly her but some descendants of her Grandmother's family. It was romantic in a way. During the First World War a man and a woman fell in love. The man was Canadian and far from home defending the boarder of a country he had barely knew existed before being sent to the front lines. The woman was Danish and had seen...
Part 1 My very first sexual experience (other than masturbation) was a blow job. It wasn't intended to start out that way, but that's what happened. And that's actually another story! By the time this particular blow job took place, I had lived in numerous places around the world, including many places where sex, nudity and overall attitudes are significan...
ALI'S SONG: A ROCK 'N' ROLL STORY ~ Ch. 1 J.B. BACALL'S CLUB LEXINGTON KENTUCKY Saturday, 11/29/2015 "Third encore!" Ali Bryan strapped on her well-worn John Lennon model guitar one more time. Her Hard Rock tee sported darker patches of perspiration; her snug, ripped jeans hung just low enough on her hips to display a flash of her taut belly. Her thick...
Pete tried, unsuccessfully, to avoid looking at his watch too often; it only made the time drag by even slower. He was alone in the office, and rubbed his erection. He had enjoyed -- or suffered -- an erection, on and off, most of the afternoon. He had tried to hide it and to will it so subside, but he was sure that Claire, one of his colleagues, had spotted...
"Gawdamn yur a hottie!" the preppie drunkenly slurs, staring down at me as I move away from the bar. I push past him, brushing his obvious hard-on with my elbow and leaving him staring down at my tight little ass as I walk back to Kristy, expertly balancing the two beers and two shots I've purchased. As I set the glasses on the table, Kristy leans forward an...