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Looking out the window at the blistering cold wind blow around thick blinding waves of snow as the earlier winter storm which had caught everyone by surprised by its ferocity as well as just intensity continued to pile up the snow outside the log cabin. Sofia Aurora wished once more that John Wicker would hurry up and get to the cabin, it had been almost two years since they had last seen one another before John had shipped out a newly minted Lt. Commander and the executive officer of the EDF Indestructible the EDF, Earth Defense Fleet's newest and most powerful battleship to be built since man had returned to the stars. Thinking back Sofia could remember the look of wonder and excitement in John's eyes as they had said their final farewells at the shuttle docking port that would take him out to the battleship. She also remember the cold almost immobilizing fear that had keep her frozen in that very spot that they had last kissed the feel of his lips on hers like fire pulsing down from her lips to light and unending fire within her body. but that fire had turned to ice for she feared it would be their last kiss as the Indestructible was heading farther out then any human from Earth had been in over 3,000 year since the combination of a world war and the war of independence with the colony worlds which had ended with orbital bombardment of Earth by the colony fleets. Sofia had stood there as the lingering feeling of his touch had coursed through her body like a fire storm setting every inch of her on fire with an unsationanable desire and hungry for him and not for the first time as it had happened even that first day when they had meet back in collage in Earth History 1900-2600 in her second year at the North American EDF collage, was it really 6 years ago, she thought as she watch the corners of the window pane start to crystallize and freeze. That day he had done nothing more then take her hand to help her up after she had tripped and fell on the steps of the history building, at the time Sofia had dismissed the strange over powering burning that spread throughout her body from the hand he had taken as nothing more than embarrassment at having fallen in front of such a handsome guy. She was still dismissing it as nothing more than puppy love and embarrassment a month later after at last he had kissed her on their fourth date, "why had it taken me four dates to get him to kiss me" she had wondered only to realize later that it was had nothing to do with her but him as he would never make any move be it in a game, life or love until he was 100% sure of how he felt and that it was important to him. The day she had realized that was the same day she had stopped dismissing the burning desire for his touch, his body his caress as without him even in the room her entire body had become engulfed by the same undeniable burning sensation of raw unchecked passionate and pure desire so much so that it had caused shivers starting from the last place he had touched her on her shoulder and running over her body with such intensity that it caused her womanhood to become so wet and tingly she found herself sitting in a wet spot. With her new found understanding of how she felt Sofia remembered the next time she saw John after that revaliation as he had gotten tickets for a play staring one of Sofia's favorite actors had come for a one night show the local theater and after learning of it John spent almost 9 hours in line to get the tickets for them, as he arrived to pick her up for the show and overwhelming desire took hold and she found herself greeted him for the first time with a kiss as she throw her arms around his neck. What little doubt she may have still been harboring disappeared forever as the burning fire of his taste as her tongue exploded in to his mouth with the joining of their lips coursed through her body washed them away. They never made it to play having spent the rest of the weekend wrapped up together in her bed and moved in together a month later. The memory of those short months living together seemed a life time ago, her body heating once more as the memory of those months brought with it not just the joy of having him so near to her but the unexpected surprise he keep catching her off guard with from time to time. Like the first weekend after she had moved in with him at this apartment and he had joined her in the shower that Saturday morning with not a word of warning or requested permission. The memory running through her mind's eye she could see it all as if it was yesterday. There she stood having just gotten the water temperature just right when she heard the bathroom door open. Thinking that their roommate, John's best friend since grade school Joe Walker who should not be there having gone home for the weekend to introduce his girlfriend to the rest of his family and from hints John had dropped pop the question. "Hello?" Sofia's soft voice shaky as she called out to whomever had entered the room. After a few moments having no response to her questions Sofia reached out to the shower curtain only to find it snacked from her touch as John flung it completely open. With a start Sofia jumped back only to recover a moment later all fear replaced by shock and awe as before her stood John naked as the day he was born his manhood standing tall with a wolf eyeing a sheep look of lustful desire in his eyes. Having never let him see her completely naked Sofia was shock at the approving look as his eyes soaked in the sight of her wet nakedness before him. Thinking back she could remember being taken a back as he licked his lips as after having looked her up and down like a tasty treat his eyes came to rest on her ample breast. Sofia could feel her arms moving even now to cover her large now acing breast as if she was once more standing in that shower as slowly John moved forward. With sure confident unwavering resolve his hand came up to gently cup her breast lifting it just enough to let his mouth slip over her nipple. As John's lips encircled her nipple the touch of his lips to her skin as he began to suckle from her nipple his teeth teasing as his other arm wrapped around her body having now stepped in the shower fully after closing the curtain and turning up the hot water quickly filling the room with the steam from the shower. Closing her eyes as she could feel the cold radiating from the window Sofia was instantly warmed by the memory of the feel of the steam but more so by her body as it started to react to the memory reminding her of the burning sensation that John's touch had cause to spread through her body as he had suckled, nibbled and caressed her breast with his mouth and teeth. Without thinking about it Sofia moved her hands to feel up and down her front eyes closing tighter her mouth now open slightly as the memory so vivided in her mind cause her body to quickly heat and become wet with excitement. Remembering the skill with which he used his tongue to intice her nipples to harden at the same time heighten their sensitivity till the sear breath he was breathing when drawn of her nipple caused tingles to flow through her body. John had not stopped their as he had soon taught her another way she could enjoy the hardness of his fit muslues as sliding up behind her he had pushed her forward till he was between her legs her back to the wall, reaching down he had lifted her up till his swollen stiffness and slowly filled her womanhood much to her gasps of pleasure and surpise.
With her eyes till close as she enjoyed her memory of that first joint shower a the few more that had come following till John had shipped out again as he was at the collage for his advance tactical and war fare for senior officers. John had completely changed her world as since they had started dating all those years ago Sofia had changed her own direction in life. Before when they had first meet she had been planning on becoming a laobiest to work in politics from the background out of the sight of all others. And now she was the seinor aid to Senator McDonald who was the senior senate member from the North American States as well as being expected the next to be elected to the Seat of Prime minsaster for the EDF. From wanting to be in the shadows of the world to standing in the spot light with one of the most powerful men in the world. Never... Sofia's thoughts were cut short as with no warning or sign of any kind that someone had entered the cabin she found herself being kissed. Her eyes flashing open she is unable to see anything but the side of a man's face and his short dark hair. While her mind relied on her eyes to tell her who it who's lips where pressed against hers, the rest of her body seem to already know. Closing her eyes again and easing in the kiss as she started to kiss back her arms instinctively shooting out and around her assalient neck as her body reacted as it had only done so for one person. The taste of the ocean mixed with a sweet mannly musk filled her mouth as his tongue danced around hers as his hands quickly found their way between the creases of her robe to find her bare naked body underneath. A burning fire threatening to sear the cloths right from Sofia's body exploded from any place his hand touch. Finally finding the strength to push the man away Sofia found herself looking in the deepest slat blue gray eyes she had ever seen and who's depths she knew so well

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By the time I reached Princeton, the savage battle was over and the town was being looted by the victorious Americans. There were small piles of mangled and stripped bodies everywhere. I found my scouting friends and my dubious lieutenant and reported that I had gotten lost somewhere in the Barrens. He told me that they had planned to attack New Brunswick but that too many men had deserted and the rest were exhausted. Many of our men had died in this fight, unlike the one at Christmas. He...

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As we stepped out of the tent and on to the sand, Allison said, "Well that was certainly a lot easier than going in. So, do I want to ask what that was all about?" "Amber." I answered. She nodded her understanding as she said, "Ah, yes, I see. Enough said. So, what do we want to do next?" "Well," I answered as we moved over to where Jamie was waiting for us, "barring unforeseen emergencies, I'd like to talk to Bob about the problem with Jamie and me being separated. It seems odd...

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December 27, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio “I’m tempted, but not tonight. I’m not saying never, but not tonight.” Janey frowned, “Nothing I can do to change your mind?” “Remember what I said about slow but sure.” “Can I see you again before you go back to Taft?” “Maybe Friday?” “Sure.” “We’ll talk at work. You work every day, right?” “Yes. How about another kiss?” I smiled and pulled her closer again and we exchanged another soft French kiss. “Good night,” I said when we broke the kiss a...

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After my little chat with Brewer (see Bending Brewers' mind) a few weeks past. It was a critical time, one in which he could take a real hiding or he could start down the road of committed cuckold. You can bet, I wondered what happened to him! Then my mistress updated me, it was whilst I was manicuring her toe nails. MY Mistress sent me on a two day course, to learn proper pedicure, so so she trusted me to look after her feet, to paint her nails, bright red in the way that my master Wesley...

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DarkFyre Chapter Seventeen The bear pelt was heavy and warm. Strange, to think that the pelt and meat were keeping them alive and comfortable after the bear had nearly killed him. There was a sort of grim irony in that, he supposed, but it was lost in the relief of being alive, the exhaustion of his ordeal, and the wonder of the woman in his arms. Rael stared down at Silmaria. She slept for now, a deep, peaceful sleep with her face pressed to his solid chest, one small hand resting on his...

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“Is my Beast resting, dreaming of dark desires for his prey? Are your dreams: taunting, teasing, mocking you?” Anna walks through the darkness, barefoot on soft earth. “I whisper your name ‘Allan’, from a distance. The faint smell of Anna’s heat drifts through the air. The scent stirs and hunger, that can’t be sated. “you feel me. My breath on your skin. You can’t find me. You know I’m here. You’re searching. Your body is cold, it aches” Alone in the darkness stands Allan the Beast....

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a slave I still feel like a queen. I sense your eyes on my naked breasts, especially those areas that seem to be painted in the darker chocolate hue that accentuates my areolas. You love to try and get your mouth around it all. From there your eyes travel down my voluptuous chocolate body, over my flat stomach with the butterfly tattoo, to the kinky blackness of my sex; and further on to my softly sculpted things and long legs. I have been waiting for hours. You woke me this morning by sticking...

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Silmaria’s heart beat violently, thudding unpleasantly in her breast. As the men stepped into their small camp she swallowed and fought to ignore the rising tide of panic threatening to drown her entirely. There were half a dozen of them, all armed and stepping with the confident, easy swagger of men who were comfortably acquainted with a great many kinds of violence. Dark eyes roved over her. She saw a flare of desire here, a glint of lewd interest there. Mostly, they looked curious, and...

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Her eyes slowly opened, brilliant green wide eyes the color of emeralds or the green, green grass that grew in the gardens during the all too brief months of spring and summer. They were slitted. Like a cats, people would always say. Even after all this time, she couldn’t help roll her eyes when someone said that. It was so… cliché. Obvious. Obvious or not, it was still pretty accurate. Like a cats, Silmaria’s eyes were slitted, sure. They also saw incredibly well in the dark. The room was...

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The mild weather snuck away in the night, setting the stage for their departure, to be a much more bitterly cold and uncomfortable affair. After sundown the temperature dropped until snow fell in a scintillating curtain of white, crystal-soft flakes. They danced along the wind, dazzling and fleeting in the moonlight as they did somersaults and dizzying spiral dives before collecting in a graceless mass grave all along the docks, their frantic, joyful celebration of cold and movement and life...

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Master Edwin IronWing’s study smelled of oak and wood polish, and leather and old vellum. It was a spacious, open room. A huge window took up the north-facing wall, staring out over the planting fields to the north. In the distance the DrakeSpine Mountains set a breathtaking backdrop, with the crags stretching higher and higher, huge and ancient and enduring. Sitting at the foot of the window was a large lacquered desk of solid oak. The surface was cleaned and lovingly polished until it...

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Rael still wasn’t sure he was making the right choice. He was torn between feeling he was abandoning his duty and honor, and the certainty that remaining here at the war camp meant it was only a matter of time before another assassination attempt came. He was no coward, to run from death. Yet at the same time, neither was he a fool. The unusual methods taken against him left him certain that he was dealing with no ordinary assassins, and that his chances of surviving another attempt were grim...

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‘If ye can spare a moment, Milord, I’m ready to report.’ Rael looked up from a map covering the huge pinewood table in his tent. A variety of similar maps and charts were arrayed on the table and rolled into tubes propped against the desk. There were writing supplies and a sheaf of fresh paper at the Knight Captain’s elbow. StoneFingers was standing at the flap of Rael’s tent. The Dwarf looked like many of his brothers, short and stout, built like an anvil and twice as hard, with a short,...

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