They stand side by side, chatting as if they’re friends, but all they have in common is me. The musky scent of his aftershave clashes with the sweet cherry of her lip gloss. The truth behind the combined scents causes a sickness to bubble inside me, but I’m frozen as I stand staring at the sight of my lover standing next to the object of my desire. Her beauty is home to me. The first time our lips met, her strawberry lip...

I want a prince to love me to my core.I've always had that desire, but still,I want a man to fuck me like a whore.I long for eyes to cherish and adore,For fingers to caress with gentle skill.I want a prince to love me to my core.I crave a good hard fucking on the floor,To be abused and used until I spill.I want a man to fuck me like a whore.I need a touch forever to be pure,Lips brushing mine that will make my heart thril...

Nick stood on the riverbank, staring at the water as it cascaded mercilessly over the rocks. The sun beat against his skin; beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. There wasn’t even the slightest hint of a breeze; he knew the sun would take its toll on him later, but at the moment, he didn’t care. “These are going to be incredible,” he muttered, peering through the camera and zooming in for his next shot. He expertly cl...

“Shit!” Dave stepped away from Maggie, looking frantically around the kitchen for a place to hide. He couldn’t believe what he’d just done. Regardless of the sudden feelings he felt for Maggie, Jenna was still his girlfriend. “Mags, is that you?” Jenna called. Maggie’s hands shook as she struggled to tie her bathrobe shut. Her entire body still tingled from the first orgasm she’d ever experienced, and combined with her gr...

Maggie closed her eyes and ran her hands through her hair, letting the hot water rush over her naked body. Hot showers were heavenly, especially because Maggie didn’t get to enjoy them very often. Her sister was always using up all the hot water. She tilted her head back as the droplets caressed her body. They started with the top of her head and worked their way down her face, softly kissing her neck, trailing down her b...

  You lay on the grass—their soft blades tickle playfully against your skin As you close your eyes against the bright sunlight To watch the afterimages dance their show. The heat caresses your skin as it beats down upon you, warming you from the outside in. The soft breeze carries the scent of lilacs to your waiting senses. Crickets chirp lyrics under the soft rustling of the trees; together, they form a lullaby. Sleep ha...