Greg looked around smiling to himself. The cabin looked beautiful nestled in the mountains in the snow. Greg was happy that he had bought this cabin and was using it as his place of solitude and sanctity. So far no one had visited. That was about to change this weekend. He turned his back on the cabin to look at the stunning view of the Shenandoah River. Looking around Greg took stock of the weather, noticing the dark sno...

For the last six years, I’ve watched Nina perform over three hundred sex shows. Per our arrangement, she does whatever she wants, and I don’t have to pay as long as I obey her rules. Five years ago, she started breaking the rules and testing my restraint. ********* Nina has one hand on her bouncing breast as the other works the vibrating rabbit between her intimate lips. I lean back in my chair and watch as she turns the...

I hate the snow. I have never enjoyed it. It's cold and wet and not something I wanted to deal with. I've hated snow since I was a kid and the one who everyone decided needed to be the one who went out and shoved the five hundred yard long drive-way we had when I was growing up.   So why did I let them talk me into going to the Winter Carnival?   I was also tired of being alone.   I'd been alone for over a year. My ex had...

  4:15 pm   Ella couldn't see a thing out her window. The gray sky had opened up and flurries of powder were descending on the dark landscape. The lamps in the parking lot were obscured and the few cars remaining were quickly disappearing under the white onslaught from above. Swearing silently to herself, she realized that she should’ve left much earlier.  Footsteps approached from behind her, “What are you still doing he...

Emilia walks through the front door as if she lives here, a smile on her face, a ceaseless bounce in her step. She’s more bubbly than usual, trotting over to my dad and offering one of her natural embraces. “Hey Emily,” he greets her. “Mr. H,” she chirps, trotting over to me. “Steven, you ready yet?” “Nearly. I’m guessing you are,” I say as I hug her one-armed. “I could hardly sleep! I had plenty of time to pack.” Her arm...

She was already in the cabin. He had just arrived at the wonderful location she had chosen. He could smell the pine trees, that sweet, sticky essence, with a hint of burning logs in the background. A coating of fairy dust snow covered the trees, and underfoot his feet crunched on the layer of fresh snow that had almost a frozen crust. Deep in a Swedish forest, miles from anywhere, was a small clearing with a wonderful log...

Chapter One“Damn it! Where did they go?” I mumbled to myself as I came to a fork on the icy path on this icy alpine mountain. Derrick, my boyfriend, thought this trip would be a great way to spend our winter break from the University we attended in Chicago.Susie, my BFF, and Sean, her boyfriend,  all were excited about the trip. I guess I was the only one who didn't like the idea. The news has a way of making the world se...

Say what you like about Hell, the place is certainly toasty. Sure, it gets lonely with just Mum, Dad and me rattling around the caves, but it beats the surface. I find the world so cold. Bitter. Hateful. Guess Dad would be pretty crap at his job if it was anything else, but right now, stuck on the living room sofa amid one of our father-son 'chats', even the surface seems appealing. Dad has the remote in his hand, eagerly...

The evening wasn't going as planned, but that was a good thing. It was supposed to just be drinks after work but it had turned into dinner and now they were still lingering in the restaurant hours later. David looked around the little steakhouse. The couple at the last remaining table was putting on their coats. He sighed. "This has been so much fun but I guess we're going to have to call it a night," he said, returning h...

The world is blanketed in a thick layer of snow, sounds from outside muted and the atmosphere inside contained and calm as I lie with her soft warmth wrapped in my arms, curled in her bed. It took me a moment to find her bedroom, but once there I felt… at home… the little nymph encircling me, her legs claiming mine and her hand coveting my chest in slumber. She is wonderfully peaceful when she sleeps, the tiny frown line...

  I eventually press myself away slightly, the heavy thumping of my heart becoming overwhelming and the tingling of my lips disconcerting. His fervour is something I've never experienced before and I think I like it. He lets me gently slip back, though still cradling me in his lap. His hand comes up to cup my cheek and I close my eyes, feeling embarrassment flush my cheeks again, as he studies me closely. Somehow the wave...