When itās three a.m. in the morning and the stiflingly hot weather is ruining your sleep, the first thing that you do is get out of bed, and go straight for the fridge. Right after a nice and cold shower, of course. Thatās exactly what a certain dark-blonde woman was doing on a stiflingly hot…
Our next stop is for lunch, so we tidy up, change whatever clothes need changing, and go and linger for a while in a restaurant like two ordinary people who havenāt just had a wild time on the side of the road. Engine refuelled, our stomachs filled and caffeine fix treated, we get back into…
It was a difficult time for us as we were both rushing towards financial year end as if it held all lifeās answers. When we did get home we were both too exhausted to spend real time together. There was no time for chilling together, even eating a meal together was a stretch. And what…
I opened mindscape Lush Images and touched you,Ā Naked, wearing only sweat,Ā The bittersweet taste and sticky touch of your fleshĀ Opened memeories wide as ransacked drawers,Ā Or safes opened by gloved burglars.Ā In my mind I put my hand in your drawers,Ā Anxious for the touch and further taste of youĀ On my tongue,…
Vignettes of the day I fondle your cock, encouraging you to wake up. Itās warm and a little damp, eager and awake before you are. My fingernails draw little etchings over you, tracing real and imaginary patterns up and down your shaft, your balls and your already darkly, enflamed head. Your eyes are still closed,…
My mind wanders over your body supreme; Iām starving for everything that is more than I see. It is a feeling much more than skin touching skin;Ā A connection filled with heat, the fires burn from within. Swept away on the high rising tide; It is the arrow, that pierces you deep inside. Filled with desire…
You call me up, but there is no answer. You leave a message saying your thoughts are racing with images of my curves, my touch, my voice, my face, my scent and you are missing me. You hang up. When I retrieve the message later on, flashbacks of my face looking at you and longing…
This novella is an experimental writing collaboration by TheGulfCoaster and runnergirl. The story has two perfect halves, a male and female side, which fit together as one. Runnergirl will reveal Emmy’s feelings and tell the tale through her perspective, whereas TheGulfCoaster writes from Robbie’s perspective. The two stories share mutual dialogue and action where the…
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Henry lowered himself slowly into the deep hot bubble bath. Slowly because Xena, always liked the bath at least several degrees hotter than he was comfortable with. He had this theory; no actually he was quite sure, that women could tolerate water much hotter than most men. Or maybe it just him being a wimp…
The snow was falling heavier now, it hadnāt taken long for it to settle. āAmazing what a difference a couple of hours had madeā, she thought. When sheād left it was cold but had given no indication of what was to come. She quietly cursed her independent streak and for not the first time that…
āStop struggling, you canāt get away.ā Itās an understatement. I weigh less than half of what you weigh. Youāre straddling my chest with my arms crossed over my head and my legs are fastened to the bedposts. For some reason for the first time I feel really exposed. It isnāt the fact I was wearing…