His loins spent, Anna dismissed, Padre Antonio deliberately left his hands unwashed so that, at evening mass, between collect and acclamation, he might furtively enjoy that heavenly-hellish aroma which lingered so powerfully on his lips and fingers: sweet, pungent, rich...
awakening
Unfolding Petals
"Lily blossoms in a field of poppies..."
"Lily, he's beneath you. A worthless writer!"I was wilting. My growth stifled by narrow minds. Now, I seek enlightenment in this field of poppies.His camera captures my restlessness; his readings redirect my misguided soul; his writings awaken my repressed longings. Bravely, I bare my bosom....
Phoebe’s Treats
"A New Job Triggers Tania's Awakening"
After three months of Uni, I was happy and settled. I had a great roomie, excellent courses and a nice little job in the Uni café four evenings a week, which helped stretch my meagre funds.Of course, it was all...
Awaken Me (Part 1)
"Will I feel again?"
I bite my lower glossy pink lip while looking nervously into your eyes."I don't think you will understand," I continue, clenching my hands together in my lap.When a man cheats on a woman she often feels it is her fault....
Half awake, desire slowly infuses my soul, the realisation of your warm nakedness nestled into me drives the urge. My cock, stirring feels the heat of your ass, the smoothness of your skin, as I slowly harden and awaken. Desire...
Wendy’s discovery
"Wendy discovers an old paper bag."
Wendy Harrison grew up just like her two big brothers, both in stature and in looks. Like her big brothers, she was almost two metres tall, with a solid build, and she looked very much like how her brothers looked....
After The School Run
"Awakened to the power of fantasy"
I’d dropped off my seventeen-year-old daughter, Clair at college and my darling husband, Mike had left for work and would be staying away overnight on business. On the face of it, I had no reason to rush - and yet...
Song of Myself
"I felt hands touching me. Strong masculine hands, soft feminine hands and I didn't care one bit!"
I was excited! More excited than I could ever remember having been in my whole life. After more than fifty years of existing in a life of pleasing my husband, family, relatives, friends and keeping up a facade of an...
Being Christy – Part 1
"Part truth, part fantasy. My story begins"
The summer before I went to university was hot. Really hot. It barely rained for weeks and when it did, it came down in torrential downpours. The air would get heavy during the course of the hot humid mornings and...