"Is it a good idea to wear a vibrator to school?"
"Are you okay?" Shari stopped at a student who was leaning against the wall."Yea, I think so."Shari followed her, thinking the girl was about the fall. They went into the loo. The girl sat without shutting the stall door. She...
"Naomi lost it when she caught her roommate borrowing her clothes, again!"
"Are you sure?"I lay there, trying to catch my breath. I made the suggestion of getting going for the day. She stood there and repeated, "Are you sure you want me to put these back on?"She held those sexy red...
"My friend's niece surprised me"
I went to fetch my jacket, it was a great party, but time to go.When I turned, Natalia, the host's twenty-year-old niece, was there with the door closed behind her. Without a word, she moved toward me. I froze. As...
"He slowly comes to unacceptable terms."
Turning from the window as the woman went out of sight. "It's not supposed to be this way!"Listening, he knew she was masturbating on the other side of this wall. "I don't understand why I cannot be enough!"He wanted to...
"When you are gone, you are all I can think about."
You left an hour ago. He was watching you, again.As I lay here, my hand slips into my shorts while thinking of how my hands ran through your hair while you knelt between my thighs. Your tongue brought me to...
“There’s no debate, woman. Sit quiet, lean back, and let me untangle them curls.”“Are you mocking my locks?” Three gilded rings sway in fragrant patchouli when she shifts.Forcing his middle finger down the warm bareness between her shell-adorned, reddish-brown tresses...
"They needed an escape, to each other."
They weren’t supposed to be together. He was a married man, and she was a friend’s daughter, home from college. Yet there they were, making love in a poppy field in the middle of nowhere.Sunshine beat down on her back...
"Stepping out of the shadows, she claims her author..."
His words captivated and seduced. They always did. Vibrant descriptions that effortlessly painted sensual pictures before your eyes. Feeling as real as your hand, that lightly floats through the field of poppies that lay before.You always imagined her. The woman at the centre of his...
I wanted to be in her novel, simple.My button was closed, my zipper open. She liked the coldness of metal on her skin. A bent poppy flower tickled her thigh every time her hips went up. She straightened her arms...
They spread out amidst the flowers (Papaver rhoeas, he said). Waves of shimmering heat turned the blooms into a lush impasto, thick incarnadine whorls. High growths and grasses concealed them. Possessions sat by mute and offended, waiting for the attention they would...
