"In the quiet halls of the library a hidden passion is... discovered."
Work’s a ruckus, home’s a zooNeeded quiet to think things throughA cup of tea and gripping bookTucked away in my library’s nookDistractions fled, now nary a careUntil a figure earned my stareAuburn waves and slender sizeCaused my arousal’s instant riseHer...
"In the quiet halls of the library a hidden passion is found.."
Book-lined shelves, musty, quietMe, alone, aroused, silentThe urge to touch. powerful, strongerMind adrift, can wait no longerMy hand slid up my thighUnder the skirt, I sighedNo one would know, no one would seeJust me and my dirty fantasyI stroked myself...
"Sofia needed help with her assignment, but with Mark around she is just too distracted."
Sofia brushed a strand of blonde hair from her face as she hurried across the quad, her ponytail swishing behind her. The early autumn breeze nipped at her cheeks. She clutched her books tighter to her chest, hoping she wasn't...
"My evening plans are about to change."
You enter our private library and clear your throat, "Ahem."I glance up over my reading glasses and take in the exceptionally exquisite beauty of your naked body."Why don't you put away the stories of elves, men, dwarves, and wizards and...
"Returning to the crime scene"
I need to get your thong back to you now that our lust juices have mixed, but as much as I’ve thought about knocking on your door when I’m sure you’ve been in, the potential awkwardness with you and your...
"Scarlett may have bitten off more than she could chew with her favorite book keeper."
I took a deep breath through my nose as I entered my favorite bookshop. I could never get enough of the freshly printed book smell. It calmed me and filled me with an intense nostalgic longing for old stories I...
‘Ashley, I… I can help with your essay, but…’‘Yeah?’‘Well, the whole point of literature is to—’Under the table, her cool hand closes around his erection, squeezing, twisting.‘Oh…’‘Write me a little essay?’‘I’d get in trouble!’She leans over, blonde locks draped over...
Sunlight slanted through the high windows of the library. The building was old and grand, the ceilings arched with ornate plasterwork. Heavy wooden bookcases lined the walls and spilled further out into neatly organised mazes around the cavernous room. Tables...
There was nothing better than swinging on the deck, journalling my thoughts of the day and enjoying the warm spring sun. I took a minute to appreciate how beautiful all of the flowers we had planted and how cute they...
"This is a story inspired by a woman I know (yes, I did get to fuck her!)."
To be honest, I was a nerd in high school. I read comics, science fiction, and books about things that probably would not interest anyone else, at least not the girls at my school. Everything that I knew, I learned...
