Now more than ever, Miranda was determined not to lose Martin. She was unable to stop thinking about him, unable to imagine life without him. She found herself getting nervous whenever he would go on trips to clients, fearful that that a plane crash or a terrorist incident would take her away from him; she tried to limit her own travel as much as possible, f...
My wife and I have a wonderful sexual relationship. Which is to say we enjoy good physical sex but also a lot of fantasy play too. Melissa understands my desire to have "Variety" in my sexual life, even though I value my marriage to her very much. My wife's family is from New England and, living in California, we don't get to see them as much as we might li...
Moonlight streamed into little cracks around the shaded solarium windows and ricocheted like thin slivers of broken glass across the cracked concrete floor. The haggard husk of a nurse slumped, devoid of all passion in one of the musty old loungers. Her eyes were sunken above dusty white skin pulled too tightly, like a sheet over bones. Torn white stockings...
Life had always seemed so dull up in the clouds above. As far as the eye could see, there puffy white clouds and crystal blue sky. Angels sat upon the clouds each with their own mission. Each clad in a frilly white gowns, and a golden harps placed in each angelic hand, to match the small golden halos upon each flowered head. The played a chorus of serene s...
The wedding had been beautiful. The bride a vision in white, the groom tall and handsome in his tuxedo. The church had been filled with friends and family from all over, congratulating them when they left the church in a hailstorm of rice to go to the reception. It was going to be held in one of the big hotels in town and upstairs they had a suite reserved f...
Hey, there. My name is Adam. A tall, good-looking, muscular black man. I'm a man who leads a very thrilling life. First of all, I'm a very sexy black stud. Must thank my Maker for that one. I have the kind of body that both men and women can't help but notice. Also, I'm a student at Mandrake University in Iowa. It's one of the best schools in the United Stat...
The sun set, leaving the sky a juicy orange above the hills and the deep reaches of space a dark, sweet purple that reminded me of wine. I strolled in the cool, slightly humid evening towards the full moon, gold like a coin and frightening in its majesty. It was the kind of moon that could make werewolves, could tug at the webs of your mind and bring out the...
It was hot in the Laundromat. The thick blanket of humidity hung over the small room. She was alone as she sat on an empty washer, waiting for the dryer to finish. Blue jean cut off shorts and white tank top adorning her body, white sandals had been discarded somewhere along the way. He entered clad in tight white T-shirt and jeans, jet black hair cropped...
Christelle stood at the door of neat little townhouse in Ivanhoe, her stomach full of butterflies. She cut a provocative figure in a deeply scooped white top that revealed the fringes of her white lace bra. This was was matched with an extremely tight sky blue skirt that stretched across her sweet arse. A hint of the top of her white stockings peeped out fro...
Note: This story takes my Airport Arrival story and adds a twist. This story was written and published by me on another site under the name of "Kristy Kay". I hope you enjoy this version. I remember seeing your new skirt on the bed the day before I left and all I could think of was seeing you in it. I am totally in love with you and I have a desire for you...