I trotted along the path between the trees. It was a beautiful night to get some exercise. The wind was blowing lightly, the stars sparkled in a clear sky, and a gorgeous full moon hung high overhead. My legs pumped hard and my heart rate was going up. I knew running was good for my heart, but tonight other thoughts impelled me forward. It had been too long...
Dijon sat comfortably in one of the two wing backed chairs in front of the desk. She had one knee crossed over the other, her short skirt showing several miles of her famous long legs. Her hands gripped the arms of the chair and she kept tensing and pulling with her arms. She was nervous for some reason and it showed. Her five person entourage was waiting...
Wicked moved her lips down toward Wild's breasts, licking her way downward in soft tiny catlike oscillations, without the sandpapery tongue. Hers was soft, long and she used it well. When she got to the breast, she kissed it softly, moving around the pink center, being careful not to touch the nipple yet. Then teasingly she darted her talented tongue in and...
My name is Steve Grangers, a tall young black man living in Boston. It's December 24, 2008, and I'm just having some fun in the city. Vacation time, know what I mean? Cool. Yeah, man. It's been a tough year for me. After dealing with mean teachers, male and female stalkers, political correctness gone mad and female sociopaths, I made it. I've recently gradua...
This is my submission for the 2012 Earth Day contest. I was tired of the patronizing aspect of environmental protectionism (like it's for the earth's own good that we recycle; as if the earth cares what temperature it is) but I may have gotten a little carried away... Also inspired by the stunning beauty of another DC cherry blossom festival. Thanks to sma...
Quick note this thread will be a jump off point for a three scenarios I have in mind, with a fourth for more choices and such. First scenario, newly promoted office workaholic is set up with his boss' wild child niece/nephew. I'm seeing it as the Wild Child livens up the Workaholic's life while the Workaholic stabilizes the wild child a bit. Second guy and g...
Chapter 26 It seemed for every endearing thing she did--there was always something wicked in store. She was as unpredictable as a scorpion--making him believe vampires had their own sense of what was funny, or acceptable. One minute she was hugging him and in the next--she was stabbing him with scissors--drinking his blood. He did many things in preparati...
Peter awoke first that next morning with Sandra in his arms, both of them entangled in the soft bed sheets. He laid there holding her listening to her breathe and his mind started to recall the events of their first day on their second honeymoon. How incredible sexy she was sucking on those huge black cocks while he could do nothing but watch, then how they...
Five minutes after her arrival at the beach house, Karen stepped through the patio doors onto the deck and took a long moment to savor the salty air. The bay spread out beyond the short beach; the ocean was a brief trip away on the other side of the peninsula. Two weeks, she sighed. Two weeks to relax and enjoy life. A scrape from the adjoining deck drew...
To be gentle. And kind. And considerate. To always have the other's needs in mind. These are the keys that open the solid iron doors of the forest. That with trust and understanding and respect and equal pace you may lead one another on a journey that, although you both know the destination, neither one of you are quite sure of the footing or terrain, making...