She knows she shouldn't do this. Knows her conscience should be kicking her to a more sensible course of action, but she can't help herself. So many weeks, months, of should-not, ought-not, though it would have been so easy. The man sits quietly in front of her, sipping his coffee as he has done for countless mornings and afternoons. He's talking about jobs...
Chapter 9 Frustration leads to the unexpected... Every night he left the windows opened, hoping and waiting for his mother to enter his room and life once more. Until one day he took the watch from its box noting it had kept perfect time. He wore it to work the next day when everyone commented on it, asking if he had a rich uncle. He decided he accepted he...
It had been relatively easy to slip unnoticed into the large chest of finest Nottingham lace that had lain unheeded on the bustling quayside. Such was the merry melee of jolly jack tars and haggling merchants that nobody had noticed a ragged youth picking a stealthy way over to where the goods were loaded high and wide, ready to be carried on board the East...
[Setting the scene: the events of this chapter take place after the battle of Helm's Deep. Aragorn, the Rangers of the North, and the remnants of the Fellowship are preparing to leave Dunharrow for the Paths of the Dead. Éowyn has again openly declared her love for Aragorn and her desire to ride with him, and has been rejected on both counts. Elladan and Elr...
In the innermost chamber of the succubi fortress I found the queen. Dressed obscenely like the rest of her kind, the succubus queen radiated an air of dominance and pressure. She looked toward me as I burst through the door, sword at the ready. The succubus smiled confidently, slowly standing from her throne. Wordlessly she calmly stepped down from the dais,...
When everything is wrong, just follow your own instincts. Those are the words I live by. In case you're wondering who this is, the name is Halima Osman. I was born in the town of Minneapolis, Minnesota, to Saudi immigrant parents. I'm five-foot-nine, large-breasted, wide-hipped and big-bottomed, with an hourglass figure. I have light bronze skin, light brown...
She sat with friends drinking tea. A yoga workshop had just ended and they were giddy with physical release and spiritual exercise. The talk began to flow and a question was raised. How much play is part of a spiritual awakening? And how does sensuality and erotic play fit? She sipped her tea closing her eyes and let her thoughts dip into her conversations w...
This is my first attempt at writing an erotic story and it's my first submission here. So whilst I appreciate any comments and/or feedback, please be gentle! _________________________________ Sophie hadn't seen Jon for several days and although she was longing for him, she was worried that the very little dominance he held over her was subsiding. They were...
I gaze down upon my fellow man slaving for his currency, humbled into a submissive relationship, twisted into a melancholy lifestyle, deflated into unfilled potential. When lowly men think upon genus they fall in line with the pitiful masses paying such wasted homage upon Einstein, Mozart and the like. Simpletons all, always following talking heads seeing ev...
She stared at her phone. "I'm with the rugby guys tonight- can you be here in 30 minutes?" She had plans but she cancelled them- immediately. She rushed upstairs to dress in something short with bare legs, she knew what he liked by now. She wanted to look even better knowing that it was his birthday this week. She entered the bar shyly. He watched her awk...