She lays in the bed thinking, wishing, wanting and wondering where He is. It has been too long since she has seen Him. He calls her everyday and she writes to Him in her journal and email but she craves him so... The need in her to be with Him is strong. He has told her things will be changing soon, it is time. As she lays in bed tonight alone she knows th...
"Tamara, darling, when is your mother getting home?" "In an hour, Mr. Ivanov, the usual time. As soon as I finish these dishes I start supper. You know that." Mr. Ivanov was an old family friend. My mother trusted him to look out for me after school, even though I was a senior now. Still, he's been good to us since Father died when I was twelve. He takes u...
It is the middle of summer. She wakes in the middle of the night her face wet with tears, her body damp from a cold sweat. For weeks now he has haunted her dreams. A gorgeous yet mysterious stranger with dark eyes and firm hands. She would do anything to get him off her mind through out the day and especially the night, but when night falls she secretly hop...
This all started about 8 months ago, I didn't know if I was going crazy or what was happening to me. Every night I was making love to a beautiful, very sexy woman. I don't mean we just had sex, I mean deep emotional love: like two young lovers in their first passion. She brought me to climax three, four or more times each night. Angela was strikingly beau...
Only in her dreams would she allow herself to be free. Free from rules. Free from expectations. Free from the world. And only in her dreams would he visit her. His hands caressed her leaving a trail of fire on her skin. She gloried in his embrace. Reveled in his eyes. Ceit walked the floor of her one bedroom flat that night. Alone. As usual. She craved the...
I've always been a dreamer. More in the sense of having my head so far in the clouds that I couldn't attend to the practical aspects of everyday life than that of having an abundance of the phantasmagoria accompanying sleep. I teach American and English literature so in the former sense of the word my life hasn't been impacted too severely. And, with regard...
After the last indignity of the quarantine, Daniels went to shower to wash the various substances off her body. Carefully washing her vaginal and anal areas, she still sometimes couldn't believe those things had been done to them. For her part afterwards, Rosenthal had let Adams walk her back to her quarters, but she abruptly went inside without a word, not...
"Wicked Dreams" I watch the 70 inch TV screen as the naked young woman, Trista, is being fucked. She is on her hands and knees deep in the forest. You can hear the sound of the creek as the water rushes by and the sun is shining down enveloping her in a spot light; her huge tits are swaying in time with the thrusts from the man fucking her from behind. With...
It was the storm of the year. Thunder clapped with vehemence, and fat drops of rain fell on the roof of the small house with tremendous force. Jenifer woke up in the middle of the night not feeling much better than when she dozed off in her sofa earlier that evening. She was dizzy, and for a moment, didn't quite recognize her own house. She was sweating heav...
What woke Jane was her moaning. She couldn't tell if she was just moaning in the dream or really moaning. Unable to go back to sleep, her mind drifted back to the vivid images that seemed so real. She and another man were naked in a bed somewhere she had never been before. She was on her back turned halfway toward him as he knelt next to her. The middle fin...