The sunlight streams through the window, enveloping you in its warm glow, as I sit up in the bed, watching you, remembering. Your hair, rumpled and tumbling around your face, as you lie there so peacefully, a slight smile on your sleeping face. I smile as well as I remember grabbing that hair, pushing myself deeper into that sweet mouth... My eyes trace you...
The land shark was almost on me now, it's teeth whistling through the air as it snapped at my heals. I just couldn't run fast enough to escape the beast, and yet it seemed the approaching cliff edge was racing towards me faster than ever before. I could vaguely hear the sound of the valley beyond sucking me to my certain death. I glanced back to see the hoov...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** * To start! Let me first say that this piece is designed to be entertainment only and never meant in anyway to condone violence against women.* ***** Waking in a Dungeon I knew going into this that I was in a dangerous situation. Yet, waking up in chains had been very s...
When I woke up in the morning I was feeling just a little despondent. Do brides normally have a let-down the day after the wedding? I don't know about others but I sure did. The wedding had been wonderful and the reception had been marvellous. I will admit that I was a little disappointed (a whole lot) that we couldn't afford a honeymoon just yet. Still he...
Grass. He had loved grass. Fields sprouted and spread through his dreams like fire on a lake of gasoline- when he fell asleep on the damp earth, his gray mind fuzzed over with deep green. He ran, not mechanically, nor fearfully, nor arduously, but ran like a man freed from prison, or a man waking out of a coma and coming home -- ran like joy shooting across...
Author's Notes: This is my first attempt at writing for Literotica, and it's as much warm happy fuzziness as it is sex, so please do leave a comment and tell me whether or not I should do this again! xxx All characters in this story are over 18. ++++++++++++++++++ Very, very slowly, my mind emerges from the dreamworld it was wandering in and comes up to t...
Part III Chapter 17 ____________________________________ Is there any real difference between dreams and a nightmare? If there is, the line between the two must be very fine indeed. Just the slightest change leads the dreamer from an exquisitely comfortable experience down a rabbit hole to gasping confinement, with inward-pushing walls forcing the dreamsc...
When he woke up, the girl was still there. 'So ... it wasn't a dream,' he said. 'A dream?' 'Yes. I thought that it might have been a dream. I thought that you might have been a dream. Or at least that you might have been a character in my dream.' The girl laughed and shook her head. 'I don't think so,' she said. 'Was I asleep for long?' he asked. 'Twent...
NOTE: This story is based on the song "Good Morning Beautiful", performed by Steve Holy. "Good morning beautiful, how was your night? Mine was wonderful with you by my side When I open my eyes and see your sweet face It's a good morning beautiful day." I don't usually do dedications, but this one's for my Captain, who makes every day beautiful. * Sun...
It's morning Imagine me lying next to you, asleep after our first incredible session of lovemaking the previous night. You woke with your pussy still burning deliciously from the pounding you enjoyed before you totally exhausted me. As you lay there, slowly waking up, you can still feel the hardness of my cock deep between your thighs, the heat of my cum as...