Chapter 4: Absence Makes Our Lust Grow Hotter “This evening I need to pack for my cross-country business trip,” I continued my Sept. 23 email reply to Eric. “I'm going to leave for the airport about 6:30 tomorrow morning. We’ll be apart for just 6 days, until my return on Sunday the 28th. But after FINALLY getting to touch those special parts of each other, those 6 days are going to seem like 6 years to me! “Hope to hear...

She lay still, silent in the quiet dusk of the room, spread-eagled on the custom made table. Straps over her ankles, knees and thighs kept her legs wide and motionless. A wide strap across the soft skin of her stomach kept her back from arching. More straps across her wrists, elbows and upper arm prevented any kind of gesturing. The strap across her forehead held her head unmoving in its soft vice. She was immobile. The i...

PART ONE The Order She had never been one for socialising, 28 and still a virgin, extremely shy around other people and even worse, when a man would dare speak to her. But she wanted to feel the touch of a lover so badly. She lived a frugal life, spending her money on just what she needed to live and as she never went out to socialise, had amassed quite a sum of money as her savings - the only items she spent her money on...

I can’t take it anymore. I take one last look out the window and let the curtain fall back into place. This heat is unbearable. Even with every last window open, there is no reprieve from this hell. The ceiling fan slowly circulates. The damned thing is busted and only runs on low. Even my beer bottle is starting to sweat bullets. Are you ever coming back? You said you would. I heard it in your voice the last time you lef...

Minidevilette© 2012 His blood thundered through his veins as he let the sound of her voice wash over him, the sweetest three syllables he thought he ever heard in his life. Certainly the most anticipated. Surrender. And he wasn’t going to give her any time to wonder if she’d made the right decision. He rolled his thumb over her pliant lower lip again, pulling it down from her teeth before running the tip of his tongue alo...

Minidevilette© 2012This is part three in Sienna's encounter and it would probably be beneficial, although not entirely necessary, to get up to speed by reading the previous two chapters. My abject apologies to people who enjoyed Sienna Pt I & II and posted to let me know of their enthusiasm for more ~ I know it's been awhile but I'm getting it together again & Pt IV is in the works. I hope this doesn't disappoint. Surviva...

(a companion-piece to my poem "Slight Effort")* * * * * * *A good girl free from sin may roamwild as a deer ’mong moldy stonesand fear not the corpse’s clammy clutchbursting through the moistened muck-- Why, just as I approached the carintent to fetch the camerathere lurched, then froze, some furry creature--possum, rat, mole, hedgehog, beaver-- A ginormous thing! Then it unfrozeand dropped down, instant, by its noseinto...

”Help me Sweetheart….my zipper is stuck” “My Pleasure”….he replied as he rushed over. She stood timidly… afraid to breathe. He takes in the fine texture of her skin His hands reaches out to touch her. The Magic Zipper slowly opens..!! The intoxication of her scent... Hair, skin, perfume...all blending as one, Soft warmth awaiting the touch of his lips Her alluring sensuous shoulder comes into view.... Ohhh the joining of...

So here we are, you, kneeling - pathetically - on the floor as if doing homage to the goddess that sits above you: me, in my leather and lace, and you, completely naked. I'll bet all your friends see you as a proper Jack the Lad, never taking any crap from women, but we both know better, don't we?The mark across your chest is just coming up, where my spiteful little whiplash has punished you for the crime of daring to ask...

Until I can feel your touch on my skin,Until I feel your breath against mine, and mine against yours,Until I look deep into your eyes and we share our longing, together,Until I feel the contours of your body, and you feel the contours of mine,Until our mouths taste each other’s forbidden fruits, and our lips smile,Until I see your hardness, you sense my wetness,Until our hands caress and explore,Until I feel your mouth an...

At last, Isobelle sits in the expensive silence of Ezra’s car. Her freshly shaven thighs peep out from the short hem of her favourite dress. On her body the fabric pools like liquid.“We’ll go to my place”Ezra glances at her. She is not relaxed. Good. He likes it when he has the upper-hand. At the high rise, Ezra uses his keys and a security pass, leading her through the foyer and up the lift. It’s up and up. From the balc...

This is my first story so feel free to modify and please comment.She was woken with a stiff tongue between her legs...teasing, probing, asking."Let me pleasure you."Emma laid back and opened her legs further, more than happy to let Neil probe further to tease her and drive her wild. Neil played and sucked until Emma was writhing on the end of his tongue. When she was so close to coming and he was sure she was begging, he...