Stories
a shadowed room,our Sanctuary.come craving our crazed copulations,a steamy storm of continuous coitus.spread, straddled,sweaty sweetness.puffy pillowsstrewn carelessly.silky sheetssensously strokingsensitive soft skin.now, suitably spent,spooning sleep aw...
An Night to Remember, Part III
It's not just the steam in the bathroom heating things up....He awoke before she did. The late afternoon sun, filtered through the drawn shades, filled the room with a perfect mix of muted light. Silently, not wishing to wake her, his eye traced her perfect curves, following the line from her neck to her shou...
An Night to Remember, Part II
It's not just the steam in the bathroom heating things up....The coolness of the marble vanity which pressed against her buttocks blended with the heat of his breath against her neck, creating a dichotomy of sensations that enveloped her with unmitigating ferocity. It injected into her spine a river of tingling e...
An Night to Remember, Part I
It's not just the steam in the bathroom heating things up....He was, once again, nervous. This surprised him, somewhat, as he thought that he—and she—had gotten over the initial butterflies-in-the-stomach after their first meeting. But that was lunch, and this was... well, different. Not that it mattered any...