Lukes first time with El
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Welcome readers. I appreciate all the votes, comments and feedback you’ve given me so far. I hope you enjoy this part of the story. Also, a big thank you goes to Techsan for his great edit.
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Sophie stared into the mirror and tried to see herself as Luke had. The person reflecting back at her was a stranger. This woman had soft, gentle curves with a hint of color to her cheeks. Her green eyes sparkled as she thought back to the conversation held in the confines of his car.
With the dress back on its hangar, her stilettos in the closet, Sophie put on a pair of lounging pajamas and went to bed. When the telephone rang a few minutes later, she was still awake, lost in fantasy.
‘Hello,’ she said into the receiver.
‘Were you asleep?’ Luke asked from the other end.
‘Luke,’ Sophie whispered. ‘I was awake.’
‘I had to hear your voice. Tonight was special and I needed to be sure it wasn’t a dream,’ he admitted.
‘It was wonderful,’ Sophie added.
‘Sophie, I want you to know I meant every word,’ Luke emphasized.
‘I know,’ Sophie replied.
‘Sweet dreams, Sophie,’ Luke said. ‘I’ll call you.’
‘Good night, Luke,’ she whispered.
Sophie held onto the receiver long after the dial tone began. Only when she was near sleep did she reach out and hang it up. Several hours later, with the sun shining through the curtains, the ringing of the telephone woke her.
‘Hello?’ she mumbled.
‘I want details, Sophie, and no messing around this time,’ Toni demanded in place of a greeting.
‘Toni, what time is it?’
‘Eight fifteen. Were you sleeping?’ Toni asked.
‘Uh huh,’ Sophie managed to get out.
‘I’m coming over. You better be ready to talk,’ Toni told her.
The telephone went dead before Sophie could reply. She shook her head to wake up a bit and headed to the shower. Morning was never the best time for Sophie. It crossed her mind as she dressed that she should have told Toni to stop for fresh bagels on the way. She sat at the table with a hot cup of coffee instead and waited for Toni.
Sophie heard Toni drive in and bound up the steps. It reminded Sophie of when they were kids. Toni was always eager to know what was happening and never seemed to slow down.
‘Good morning!’ Toni sang out as she slid into a chair next to Sophie.
‘It’s too early to be morning,’ Sophie replied.
Toni laughed and brought up a bag from the town bakery. She held it in front of Sophie and grinned.
‘You’ll never guess what I brought,’ Toni teased.
‘Well, I was hoping bagels,’ Sophie guessed.
‘Nope. Remember when mom used to slip us an extra dollar and we went to the bakery?’ Toni asked.
‘You didn’t! Toni, it’s been forever since I had their home-made cinnamon rolls!’ Sophie exclaimed.
‘Me, too, but I was driving down Beech Street and an image of us running through the alley to the bakery skittered through my brain,’ Toni explained.
Toni pulled out the gooey confections and set them on the plates Sophie set out. Before Toni sat back down Sophie was biting into hers, a look of bliss on her face.
‘These are so good, Toni,’ Sophie told her.
Sips of coffee and frequent dabs with napkins accompanied the moans of delight from the sisters. It was several minutes before they finished. Sophie leaned back in her chair and sighed.
‘Now tell me what happened,’ Toni demanded.
Sophie thought back to the evening before. Toni noted the dreamy look in Sophie’s eyes and the smile that took over her face.
‘We had dinner and he brought me home,’ Sophie said.
‘That’s it? You’re not stopping there,’ Toni insisted.
‘What more do you want? Dinner was fabulous, the food delectable, conversation—’
‘I don’t care about all that and you know it,’ Toni broke in.
‘I told you we ate and he took me home,’ Sophie repeated.
‘Is he a good kisser? Did he make you burn? When did he go home?’ Toni threw out the questions one after another.
‘Toni, he didn’t come in. After dinner, he drove me home, we said goodnight and I went to bed. Alone,’ Sophie emphasized.
‘You’re serious,’ Toni stated. ‘I’m sorry things didn’t work out for you.’
‘Why do you say they didn’t work out? I’m not like some of the women I write about, Toni,’ Sophie declared.
Toni studied her sister for a few minutes. She realized that Sophie wasn’t her kid sister anymore. Sophie was a grown woman thinking of her future.
‘You really like him, don’t you?’ Toni asked softly.
‘I do, Toni,’ Sophie replied.
They talked a few minutes more before Toni said she needed to get back home. Sophie went to her computer and turned it on. Her mind was racing with ideas to add to the latest story. After a couple of hours, she took a break, satisfied with the progress.
Chores and errands filled the remainder of the day for Sophie. It even included a spur of the moment shopping trip. Wearing Toni’s dress the night before made Sophie realize her wardrobe need an update. She smiled when she thought about wearing them for Luke.
Monday morning arrived and it was time for work once more. Sophie had finished a story over the weekend and was in a good mood. Her boss kept her busy updating some of the forms for the sales department. She returned from lunch to find an enormous bouquet of flowers on her desk.
Sophie pulled the card out to see Luke’s name scrawled across the card. ‘A perfect beginning’ was the short message. She smiled and tucked the card into her purse before she went back to work. All afternoon her mind wandered back to their date. Her eyes strayed to the bouquet so often she kept making mistakes on the documents she was working on. It was finally time to go home and she put away the project. Sophie carried the flowers out to her car so she could enjoy them at home.
It didn’t surprise her when Luke called that evening. Sophie thanked him for the flowers right away. Soon they were chatting about things like politics, sports, the weather, and family. Luke mentioned how hard it was for him to choose some of the colors for the new home he was having built.
‘Sounds like you should hire someone to help you,’ Sophie chuckled.
‘Sure, then I’ll end up with frilly curtains and pink wallpaper,’ Luke replied.
‘No, they would find out what you like,’ she stated. ‘Show you different décors, contemporary to traditional to period or even rustic.’
‘What?’ he asked.
Sophie laughed at the confusion she heard in his voice. ‘They’re different styles to decorate your home in, Luke.’
‘You’re hired,’ Luke said.
‘Me? I don’t know what you like,’ Sophie reminded him. ‘I’ve never even seen where you live now.’
‘That can be fixed. Come to dinner Friday night. I’ll cook,’ he added.
‘You cook?’ Sophie asked hesitantly.
‘There are a lot of things I can do, Sophie,’ Luke told her. ‘My mom made sure all her children could take care of themselves. I even do windows.’
Sophie was impressed and told him so. Luke gave her his address when she agreed to have dinner with him Friday. He lived in an apartment complex right near her work so she didn’t need directions. Laying in bed later, a smile on her face, she still heard his voice in her mind.
That week went pretty much as the one before. Sophie had a small yard but she enjoyed puttering in the flower garden. One evening she shopped for new shoes to go with the clothes she had bought. Of course, there was always her writing. Toni sent her the links to a few sites that accepted erotica so she spent time browsing them. It was a huge step for her to submit her work. Sophie thought back to the night Luke helped her choose Flame as the name she would write under and blushed.
Friday Sophie hurried home from work to shower and change. Luke mentioned he
planned to grill salmon for them on the deck so she chose a casual outfit. She arrived a few minutes early and rang the doorbell.
‘Hi,’ Sophie said cheerfully.
‘You look great,’ Luke replied. ‘Come in, please.’
Sophie took in the small apartment and the boxes stacked along one wall. She knew he’d been packing a few things already for his move. His furniture seemed to be typical for a male with the recliner and big screen television taking up most of the living room. Luke took her through the kitchen to the patio.
‘Dinner will be ready in about ten minutes. I hope you don’t mind eating out here,’ Luke said.
‘This is great. I’ve always wished I had a deck at my house,’ Sophie confessed. ‘You’d think with Toni’s husband in construction I could get him to build me one. He’s always so busy though I hate to ask him.’
That led to more discussion of Luke’s new house. Sophie was impressed when he told her where it was. She knew that area and it was beautiful. Luke surprised Sophie with his culinary skills. The dinner was delicious and she told him. He just grinned and reminded her he had numerous skills.
The evening taught Sophie many things. She realized Luke was very comfortable with himself. He was very well built and gorgeous but not cocky or arrogant about it. Sophie could feel how close he was to his family by the way he talked about them. His mother still wasn’t happy he had moved away but did accept it as his choice. When it was time to leave Luke walked her to her car and opened the door for her.
‘I enjoyed tonight, Sophie,’ Luke said.
‘Thank you for dinner, Luke,’ she replied.
Sophie looked at Luke’s lips and knew she wanted him to kiss her. She caught her breath when she saw him move closer. His lips touched hers for a soft kiss.
‘You’re a special lady and I can’t wait to discover more about you.’
The weekend was busy for Sophie. Toni had asked her to help get the house ready for a dinner party they were having. Luke was always in her thoughts. She picked up some groceries and remembered the dishes he had prepared for their dinner. Sophie decided to begin a new story on Sunday. It flowed from her mind until she had several thousand words completed. She added ‘Flame’ and saved the piece before she went to bed.
Luke picked Sophie up one night to go with him and check the progress on his new house. She fell in love with the airy rooms and large kitchen. They shared a pizza in the middle of the living room amidst all the dust. Luke took her around the property and pointed out the small stream nearby. It was the perfect place to raise a family and Sophie knew it.
It amazed Luke how much he enjoyed being with Sophie. One day he talked Sophie into helping him choose a color for the master bedroom. He imagined them in his big bed, naked, touching each other for hours. Luke left the room to cool off outside.
Weeks passed. Sophie brought Luke to meet Toni’s family one evening. He realized that Toni’s husband had done a bit of the work on his new house. Sophie’s nieces and nephew took to Luke right away. The evening was a success. Sophie began to think she was in a dream world. Luke was everything she had been looking for in a partner.
One of Luke’s brothers was getting married and Luke was in the wedding. He had already mentioned it to Sophie. He would be gone a week since his brother still lived in the same town they grew up in. Luke took her out for dinner the night before his flight. He took her to one of the more elaborate restaurants in town. They had a small booth in a corner that was very romantic. Neither cared what they ordered as long as they were together. The compliments flowed as Luke continued to drink in her beauty.
‘I’m not sure how I got lucky and found you, Sophie. Call it karma, destiny, or fate, it doesn’t matter,’ Luke admitted.
‘I feel the same way, Luke.’
‘It’s going to be so hard to be away from you this week,’ Luke confessed.
‘I know,’ Sophie replied.
‘Sophie, I love you.’
‘Oh, Luke, I love you, too,’ Sophie whispered.
‘This might not be the place,’ Luke began, ‘but, Sophie, will you marry me?’
Sophie had tears in her eyes as she gazed at Luke. He was her other half, her partner, her soul mate. Without Luke, she wasn’t complete.
‘Yes,’ Sophie replied.
Luke picked up her hand as she continued to cry.
‘I saw this ring and it reminded me of you. It’s been with me for a couple of weeks now. Tonight I knew the time was right,’ he explained.
‘Luke, it’s gorgeous,’ Sophie exclaimed.
‘The emerald has many meanings in ancient history,’ Luke said. ‘It’s the color of beauty and constant love. Just like our love, Sophie.’
Sophie tried to speak. That Luke had chosen a stone based on it’s meaning didn’t surprise her. He was one of the most considerate men she had ever dated.
‘When I get home we’ll shop for something bigger if you’d prefer,’ Luke said.
‘No, Luke, this is perfect.’
Dinner remained unfinished as they sat close together in the corner. Luke talked about his parents’ marriage and their continued devotion to each other. It was what he had always hoped to have one day. Sophie snuggled closer and held his hand as he spoke. She loved the feel of his heartbeat under her palm.
The drive to her place was quiet. Sophie couldn’t take her eyes off her ring. Luke kept looking at her and smiling. The air crackled with the heat between them. Parked in her driveway, they turned to each other, letting their eyes speak for them.
Luke held her hand as they walked towards her house. Sophie leaned forward and kissed him as soon as they stopped at the door. His arms crushed her to him in a passionate kiss. Luke’s hands wandered over her back. They pushed their limits but couldn’t seem to stop. Lights from a passing car finally brought them back to reality.
‘I don’t want to go tomorrow, honey. It will be the worst week of my life, I swear,’ he admitted.
Sophie smiled to herself at the endearing term. She understood family obligations but it didn’t make his going away any easier. Luke gave her one final kiss before he left. She floated through her small house and imagined the day they didn’t have to be apart. Sitting in her pajamas and robe, with a cup of tea in front of her, she stared at the new ring on her finger. She wanted to tell Toni. Yet she wanted to keep it to herself a bit longer.
Sleep that night came hard. Several times, she turned to the telephone, willing it to ring. Luke’s flight took off early in the morning so she knew he needed rest. Sophie went over and over the proposal until she fell asleep from sheer exhaustion.
Luke called to let her know he had arrived. Several times he slipped away to hear her voice and keep her abreast of the wedding events. She laughed when he absently said he’d rather elope than go through all the stuff involved in a big wedding.
It was difficult for them to be apart. Both admitted they felt a hole in their life without the other one right there. Sophie tried to write one evening. The glitter of her ring drew her attention away until she gave up. All the images in her head were of Luke, not the characters in the story.
The weekend of the wedding Luke was extra busy. He had warned Sophie he might not be able to call as often. She drove out to check on Luke’s house on the day of the wedding. The builders had left for the day so she wandered through the rooms. Sophie pictured the two of them everywhere she walked.
It was finally time for Luke to fly home. Sophie wanted to meet him at the airport but he reminded her he had left his car parked there when he left. Luke planned to drive right to her place after he landed. She had prepared some appetizers even though she was too excited to eat.
An hour passed and Luke wasn’t there. Sophie called his cell phone but there was no answer. She called the airport to confi
rm his flight landed on time. Had she misunderstood Luke? Her fingers went to the emerald engagement ring. Something was wrong. She reached for the phone to call Toni. Then she remembered Toni and her family were on vacation.
The writer’s imagination took over in her head as she waited by the window. All sorts of sinister thoughts made their way into her mind. Luke would have called if he had car trouble, or if he missed his plane, she reminded herself. The logical conclusion was an accident. That idea made her cringe.
Sophie felt the tears gathering in her eyes thinking of losing Luke. She often told him that he completed her world. The day she said he was her other half came to her now. Luke smiled and gave her a soft kiss. Words hadn’t been necessary for her to see he felt the same way. Memories of their time together came flooding through as she sat there and cried. She laid her head on the sofa and let the tears flow. Exhaustion took over and she fell into a restless sleep.
‘Wake up, honey,’ Luke whispered.
Sophie heard the voice in her dream. Luke was trying to explain something but she couldn’t quite figure out what. Moans escaped her lips as he left her once more.
‘Sophie, I’m here,’ Luke said a bit louder.
The dream ran behind her eyelids like a movie theater marquee. Sophie stirred as scene after scene found a place in her mind. She saw Luke in several, smiling down at her, telling her he was there. It was strange how she could smell his cologne from a dream. Even his hands, touching her, shaking her felt real. Sophie jerked awake when she felt fingers on her cheek.
‘Luke!’
‘I’m so sorr—’ Luke began.
‘Tell me you’re okay,’ Sophie interrupted.
‘I’m fine,’ he said.
‘I’ve been so worried. When you didn’t get here on time, and didn’t call, I was afraid something happened,’ she explained.
‘Something did happen. Scoot over and I’ll tell you everything,’ Luke replied.
Sophie moved over to make room for Luke as she drank in the sight of him. Seeing him, touching his face, knowing he was safe, took away part of her fear.
‘Why didn’t you call?’ she asked as Luke settled in next to her on the sofa.
‘Let me start at the beginning,’ he said.
Luke went on to describe how a mini-van traveling in front of him swerved off the road when a tire blew. Instead of being able to stop, the driver lost control and the van flipped over, landing in a shallow creek. He had called 911 as he stopped his car and reported the accident.
‘The people inside must have been terrified,’ Sophie interjected.
‘I ran over there, hoping the people were alright. The woman driving had blood on her face but was conscious. She was screaming for her son, trying to unhook her seat belt. The back glass was broken so I climbed through to see if I could help,’ he went on with his story.
‘Oh, Luke, you could have been hurt,’ Sophie cried.
‘There’s no way I was going to wait until the rescue crews arrived. The mother got herself loose and crawled out her window. Her son, about six, was stuck. I tried to get him loose but his legs were pinned. His mom must have passed out because she didn’t answer when I called out to her,’ Luke stated.
‘That poor child!’ Sophie whispered.
‘I started to talk to him. He wanted his mom, of course, but I reassured him she was fine. His name is Bobby and he likes to play soccer, I discovered. I kept him talking until the ambulance crew and police got there,’ he told her.
‘I’m not sure I could have done that,’ she admitted.
‘He was hurt and afraid. I stayed until they got him out and checked with the paramedics. They said it looked like he had a broken leg, and a lot of bruising, but should be fine. His mom might have some broken ribs from the impact,’ Luke finished.
‘I’m so proud of you,’ Sophie said.
‘I just did what most people would have, honey. They needed help and I was there. I promised Bobby I would check on him tomorrow. One of the paramedics told me he would most likely be in the hospital a few days,’ Luke explained.
‘Why didn’t you call when you left there?’ Sophie inquired.
‘You aren’t going to believe this. I lost my cell phone. It must have fallen out of my pocket when I crawled down the bank or into the van,’ Luke said. ‘It was dark and several emergency personnel were around. I wasn’t going to get in their way just to look for my phone.’
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Eli sat in the darkness of his living room repeating the night's events in his mind. The smell of her still intoxicating him. The smooth wet feeling of her womanhood against his hand. Her soft moans still echoing in his ears. His cock was extremely hard thinking of it all.He had to have her and the sooner the better. As he sat there pumping his cock to the memory, his orgasm was unlike any other. The exploding pleasure as he cried out during spilling his seed shocked him. No mortal nor...
SupernaturalIt was a hot, sultry night in Havana. Rosita just arrived for her much needed vacation. Rosita was born in Brazil, but later emigrated to the States with her mother, father and younger sister. She was always considered bellisima, even as a little girl. With puberty came full, succulent, heaving breasts, perfectly aligned cleavage, round butt cheeks to match, connected by a slender, yet athletic midsection. Her legs continued forever. . .upon grazing her thigh and moving ever so slightly...
Following the eastern coastline of this continent, a serpentine mountain range traverses the terrain that separates the united kingdoms of Altrad from the Mauritzian Sea. Though its peaks reach high enough to be snowcapped, the portion of this rambling dagger-like skyline which we focus on tonight is devoid of frosty white. For a span of countless miles, the precarious mountains are visibly sodden with soot and peppered gray. Ash sifts through the air like desert sandstorms, creating a lifeless...
Medway High School, Arva 9:25, Tuesday morning, February 20, 1979 “Hey guys!” Samantha called out as she rounded the corner and saw Paul, Cathy and me beside the cart with Cathy’s drums stacked upon it. “Whatcha doing?” “My dad has our small trailer out front and he’s going to bring my drums home with him tonight,” Cathy said as she picked up her drum throne. “Why are you here this early?” Paul asked the petite redheaded girl as she waited for us to push the cart along past her. “I...
I remember the exact moment I began to question my sexuality. I was an understudy for Peter Pan in High School. In my opinion, I was a better actor than the guy they picked, but since I’m not white, they made me his backup instead. Either way, he got mono, and I ended up performing opening night so joke’s on him. But I digress, the point is that I was now in a position where I would be kissing another girl. The ‘kiss’ in Peter Pan was typically a symbolic item, but our theater teacher was a...
Love StoriesJuly 28 – July 30, 2007Heather was at home—yet, she wasn’t. She was not in the cute little house that she had just bought, nor the town she lived in. She was quite literally at home—meaning her parent’s house. It was the house she grew up in. The house that held so many memories, she almost couldn’t think straight. Every wall, every turn of a corner, every time she walked into a room, some vision of a world-gone-by would pop into her mind. Heather’s parents had left for an extended vacation....
TrueChapter 1-Card Me Please Tomorrow can’t come soon enough. It’s nine-fifteen and I am already in bed. I can’t even begin to calm myself down. For starters, I’m turning the fabulous two-one! I can finally give a big F-you to every doorman and bartender in Vegas who sent me on my way when my fake ID didn’t pass the test. I dare them all to card me after tonight. Matter of fact, I may just punch a hole in my license and wear it as a necklace. Or I could wear a sign around my neck that says:...
My boyfriend had dumped me a week ago, the dumb fuck. I’d given two years of love to that guy only to have him break up with me over text. The only good thing was that I’d had just enough time to reconnect with an old friend, Reese. Though he was close to eight years older than me I was mature for my eighteen years and we had tons to talk about. About the same time my relationship had ended his girlfriend had dumped him and this was the first time we’d be seeing each other face to face in...
“Al, so glad you’re here. How long until that kitchen fan is installed? When’s the AC repairman going to get here? Oh, don’t forget the grass.”Abby said this as she sat on the bench by the front door, stripping her sweat soaked stockings off. She slipped out of her suit jacket, unbuttoned the top buttons on her blouse and walked into the kitchen. Her brother, in a tight pair of speedos, was standing on a chair working on the wiring. Tools, dust and fan parts covered the kitchen table.“Damn,...
NovelsThe night a slow dinner for both of us. The choice maybe not the best with noise and a crowd with neither of us able to feel like we were talking to each other anymore. The drive home a continuation of what was. The lighting of the street making the mood even more somber. More grim than anything needed to be. The key sliding into the door almost an echo and me stepping aside to let you in with my motions more robotic than anything else. The same thought in both of our minds ‘is this it.. will...
This is the first thing I ever attempted to write. I never changed this one because it was my first as you would say, lol. : The way we look at each other with a burning intensity, or the way you hold me close and kiss my lips softly at first, passion increasing to a raw burning hungry desire. Tongues entwined with each other, tasting each other, feeling the strength of your tongue and knowing all the pleasures you can give me. Touching my body as you bring waves of intense sensations to...
This story takes place in an alternate universe, medieval times, where elves are part of society. Also, if you’re just looking for the sex part, then scroll down a ways. If not, then please enjoy what I have to offer…. There she is. I catch myself thinking of her again. Across the bar, serving ale to the men, is Leana. Her blonde hair falls down past her shoulders, glittering like only elf hair can. Her ears are pointed, cutting out of her hair and standing lean on her temple. Her blue eyes...
Olivia walked to her friend Abigail's house when she noticed her best friend Madison behind a fence with smoke clouds rising around her. She walked over to her. “Hey Madison what are you doing?” Madison lifted a cigarette to her lips and takes a drag and smiles. “My sister got me to try smoking and I love it!” Madison said excitedly. “Madison that’s disgusting, you're like the biggest anti smoker I know - what’s happened to you?" Madison laughs “I guess I'm just getting older.” “I have to go...
Mind ControlI was going on a trip in late summer with my Mom. She didnt want to go alone so I took a few days off work and went with her. it was a long drive so she decided to stop in the middle of it and stay over at an old friends house before continuing on the next day. We pulled up around 7pm and drove up to a rundown trailer park. Her friend was waiting outside, half drunk and almost falling over himself. "Is this really the place?" I asked almost shocked that she would be stopping in a place like...
IncestI had been out shopping when I ran into an old boyfriend of mine at a local store, one I hadn't seen in a good twenty years right before I married Joe. After a tender greeting and a quick kiss on the cheek, we talked a bit and since I knew Joe was going to be out of town starting this evening on a business trip, I agreed to meet with Carl at a local bar later on. I decided to meet Carl wearing a short black dress that was off my shoulders and just high enough to see the better part of my tits...
Christmas, 2015. Canada had an exceptionally cold holiday season that year. The Scarlet family, however, spent it as they always did: in the relative warmth of their large log house. In the evening, everyone in the family was gathered together around the tree in the living room, opening their presents, even some extended family. That is, everyone except for seventeen year old Cora. Cora Scarlet was also spending this Christmas as she always had. Alone in her bedroom. For the last three years,...
LesbianThe day was picture perfect. I had decided to go for a walk in the park. I wanted to just walk and let my mind relax. As I was headed down the path I saw you. You were coming straight toward me. At first I couldn’t believe it was you. After dating for those two years, our break-up had hit me hard. I still thought about you more often than I would admit to anyone, even myself. When any of our mutual friends mentioned your name my heart would begin racing. It had been a couple of years since we...
First TimeSo recently i started out on my own as a painter and decorator . A couple of weeks ago i got a call from a guy that i had gone to school with asking if i would give him qoute for some work he was needing doing so i told him that i would come up later that night and give him a price.When i turned up at his house later on that night i had a quick look at the job and he took me into the kitchen to discuss money but as i walked intothe the kitchen i got the surprise of my life as his wife was...
An encounter I had with a guy I went out with before I got married at a friends wedding last year “Oh come on, Anne, just a quick fuck, for old times’ sake.” “You have got to be k**ding.” “Ok,maybe not a fuck, but how about a blow-job? One last time.” “Oh, fuck it, ok, a blow-job. But it’ll haveto be a quick one.” He was already undoing his belt. I pushed him back against the wallhitched up my dress, and knelt down, hoping the floor wasn’t too dirty. I unzipped his fly, and tuggeddown the front...
As I was just about to relax and watch a show, my phone rang. Who the hell is calling right now ? I thought to myself as I got up from my couch to get my phone. I looked at the caller ID and saw Gina, so much went through my head. I hadn’t talked to her in about a year. It wasn’t until we got to College and we were the only familiar faces that we became relatively close. Going to the same parties and making the same friends it was a good time, she was also a cheerleader back in high school and...
As I was just about to relax and watch a show, my phone rang. Who the hell is calling right now ? I thought to myself as I got up from my couch to get my phone. I looked at the caller ID and saw Gina, so much went through my head. I hadn’t talked to her in about a year. It wasn’t until we got to College and we were the only familiar faces that we became relatively close. Going to the same parties and making the same friends it was a good time, she was also a cheerleader back in high school and...
This is a true account of how my wife and I began our current 'Open marriage' lifestyle. We realize that an open marriage is not right for everyone but it has worked out great of us. Although I have only been with three other women. Two of those were at a swing party we attended. Peggy has had over fifteen different lovers. She is currently involved with two other men and sees them both almost every week. Sometimes for only an afternoon quickie while other times spending the entire night with...
i was surprised to see her friend request on facebook. i hadn't heard her name in years. she sent a note, telling me how she saw my name here and someone else mentioned it in conversation, she droned on and on. i went back and forht on if i should reply or add her as a friend. one night i decided to add her. instantly she accepted and sent another long note. made me nervous cause she was lind of a psycho back then. it had been almost 15 years.i read the note, included in it was a comment...
This story takes place in an alternate universe, medieval times, where elves are part of society. Also, if you're just looking for the sex part, then scroll down a ways. If not, then please enjoy what I have to offer.... There she is. I catch myself thinking of her again. Across the bar, serving ale to the men, is Leana. Her blonde hair falls down past her shoulders, glittering like only elf hair can. Her ears are pointed, cutting out of her hair and standing lean on her temple. Her blue eyes...
SupernaturalThis is the first thing I ever attempted to write. I never changed this one because it was my first as you would say, lol. : The way we look at each other with a burning intensity; or the way you hold me close and kiss my lips softly at first; passion increasing to a raw burning hungry desire. Tongues entwined with each other, tasting each other; feeling the strength of your tongue and knowing all the pleasures you can give me. Touching my body as you bring waves of intense sensations to...
Oral SexIt was late, Anastasia had needed somewhere to stay for her interview at some company in the city, I didn’t really understand what the company did. Eleanor was out at Janine’s so we had the flat to ourselves. We were sitting on the sofa recounting our memories of strange things at the School, to much laughter from us both. ‘And then he ended up getting away with it didn’t he’ she cackled. ‘God I cannot believe they let him off’ I mused. ‘You know Max’ she said after a moments silence. ‘Probably...
My fingers longed to play with that brown hair. But I didn’t know the person it belonged to. Even if I did, it wouldn’t be appropriate by any means. She was standing with her back to me. It certainly wasn’t What differentiated her from the rest of the crowd was her trim schoolgirl-like figure and her above-average height. Although only a couple of inches taller than other ladies (5’6”), coupled with her narrow figure (34-26-36), she looked modelesque. The on-call chauffeur didn’t wait long...
Now that I'd crossed that line, I decided I might as well branch out. Ever since I got married, there was one woman I'd fantasized about whenever I needed to rub one out: My ex Karina. She was actually the one I lost my virginity to, and the only woman I'd had sex with before my wife. I was super inexperienced at the time, but looking back I didn't really appreciate what I was missing once we stopped being friends with benefits. We never even fucked when we dated but finally did when...
As I began high school, my sister Stella began junior high, being two years younger than me. By the time baseball/softball season had begun, I was now fifteen, Stella now thirteen. Our dad had worked long and hard all his life, but he just didn't have the resources to pay for our college tuitions, even if we went to state college. His plan was to show the two of us as many sports as we could master, hoping we would excel in one or more of them and become candidates for scholarships. I held...
Exhausted from a Miss Grant's usual strenuous class, the dancers straggled out as the bell rang. Their leg warmers were drooping only slightly more than their sore arms and legs. But Miss Grant, also as usual, looked like she could keep going for hours. Days, perhaps. Even though sweat was glistening on her face and had soaked a deep V on her pink leotard, plastering it to her heaving breasts, her eyes were still afire. Bruno got up from the piano, shaking his head and giving her an...