My name is Noria. I am 35, tall with dark brown hair. For as long as I could remember I fantasized about what a vampire's kiss would feel like. To be touched in the way only a vampire can touch, by his cool fingers, smooth lips, and depthless stare. What would it feel like to have those lifeless hands roam over my body, to touch me where I needed to be tou...
If you were here now, this is how I would make love to you... I would take you to my room, bring you inside and lock the door. I would strip your clothes from your body, not slowly, not even romantically, but with the urgency of need. With the curtains closed, I would blindfold you and tie your hands and feet to the bed struts. My bed is large but I want to...
02 - On Touching I'm very touch oriented. My ladywife read a book once upon a time called "The Five Love Languages" or somesuch Venus-oriented self-help title. When she finished reading it, she came and declared unto me this Great Truth - "You are a Touch person. You tell people you care about them by touching them." I looked down at my hand, which was busi...
Her lap dance was perfect: slow and sensual, with her violet eyes piercing my soul as her hot breath ignited my skin. It was hard to keep my hands gripping the ends of the armrests, but I knew that I must, because if I allowed my willpower to fade away, I would instantly touch her - and likely more, since I definitely would have enjoyed having my way with he...
She wanders through the long halls of her inner mountain home. The crystalline walls sparkling with the rainbow of a thousand diamonds are struck brilliantly by the rays of a setting winter sun. Often now she has wandered these halls, her burden dropped low and her gait not as light as in days so recently passed. She touches a knick knack, straightening the...
He watched her from behind, her small body gracefully moving in the dance of a trance, her hands alive with a life of their own, as they touched the ivory keys. Her fingers curved slightly as they glided from note to note; the soft murmur of sound enticing and inviting. As he listened, images flashed in his mind from subtle shades of memory to the more famil...
Author's note: Thanks to Angel_Love for challenging me to be a better writer and taking the time to edit this story for me. Your knees buckle as you realize you're not wearing your own nightgown. To make matters worse you are confident that I know that the nightgown belongs to Jenn. How could you have made such an obvious mistake?! You gulp hard and decid...
I can't get you out of my mind. I know it borders insanity, that complete, consuming way in which you enter my thoughts and dominate them. I close my eyes and you're there, your voice creeps into my head and my heart begins to pound. I want you so desperately that my body reacts to these thoughts as if you were here... touching me. Do you remember the night...
As the steaming water drained in the tub, she stood up allowing the water to dance from her body. She reached for her favorite bottle of body oil, the one with a light sesame fragrance. She gently rubbed the oil into her still wet skin, allowing the oil & water to dry in the coolness of the air. As she caressed the oil onto her skin with light touch, she tho...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (4.5 min/mp3) * * * * * Dare I fuck you? Dare I reach out and, in the blatant audacity of my love, take my cock and press it into your body? You taunt me with your wetness, the ease at which you slide over me, the power with which you grasp me within you. And yet I dare to thrust and withdraw, filling you and the...