"If there was anything Emma expected to find out about J.T., it was not this..."
This story is purely based on a dream I had not too long ago about a friend of mine that I have transformed into a sexy story by request! (The original dream was rather un-sexy)... Again, names have been changed...
"If you could travel anywhere in an instant, who would you visit?"
I pulled open a door in the ether and stepped out onto Lakeside road. Well, stepped out and down and landed in a crumpled heap on the asphalt; always a risk over such a long distance. To be honest, opening...
"Charlotte takes a vacation she will never forget..."
Here we are, the middle of Summer. The peak of blazing hot weather. The sun cooking people who dared to step outside into Mother Nature's oven. People walking the streets with uneven tans, some wearing sunglasses too big for their...
"Two hunters take solace in one another after a third one dies."
Tamara held back a moan as she opened her dark brown legs a bit wider. She was focused on the feel of the tongue darting between her thighs. The intensity of the pull of the lips that sucked her soaking...
"Kara knows that she wants Brian, no matter what the town people say"
Kara looked at the house next door to hers. In her 21 years of walking this earth she knew that something drew her to this house. The house was old with a slight bit of royality to it and made...
"A young nymph searches for her other half."
This is dedicated to my Irishgirl, and may not be as erotic as you are used to but it really is just a story for my dear girl. But I hope you like.There was once a wood nymph that lived...
"Something other than ghosts are creeping in the grave yard."
I lick my fingers and bring them down to my longing pussy. In circular motions I rub my clit as my head tilts back and I moan. Where I was only some what wet before I started, now I'm soaked...
The cool Autumn air flowing through the open door disturbed the dusty webs of long dead spiders as we pushed the heavy wooden door inward. Only the whisper of the breeze, our breath, and the screech of the door's rusty...
This story was inspired by a message from...”a little star”...and a thought I had about the sensuality of the act of writing, and that lead to comparing it with cybersex in a chat room..... I hope you like it. --------------------------------------------------------------------------...
"Part 1"
I have always floated through my life with little purpose, and even less motivation to be what others would call successful. I own a small used book shop, and live alone with only my thoughts for company. You may figure...
