She stood at the corner of the patio, where the rising sun was just catching her sable hair. That’s what caught my eye, the sun glancing off her shiny hair. She wore a long purple coat that nearly reached the ground. I couldn’t see her face because she was facing away from me while I worked. I kept watching her, there was something about her that caught me. I shook myself and went back to work, but the image of her wouldn...

On a floor of fresh snow, We dance a stately waltz. As the trees look on in silence.   If we can listen past the thunder of our hearts, We might hear the stars sing in silver tones. Giving time to our dance.   The moon gilds our forms, Made stark by the cold ice of our ballroom. Our souls cleansed in its light.   And in this dance,  We are one and the same. And I give you my heart for yours.   And still the stars sing. St...

When I leave work on Friday the sun is setting, and I walk to the train station gingerly on still-numb legs. I will never forget the way they buckled and gave out beneath me during my second orgasm. You held me up then, you kept me from collapsing, your hands firm and strong upon my hips. But your ramrod-straight erection was firmer and stronger still. I'm convinced you could have kept me up with that alone, the long and...

Snowflakes melt on my face as I numbly trudge through the ever-deeper cover of cotton-like snow. I give a silent prayer to the Gods for the cold. Else I would never have gotten this far. I reach a patch of windswept land and up my pace. A backward glance tells me my pursuers are lagging behind. This is my territory. My terrain. I know how to make friends with the spirits of ice and rock. Not far now. The glacier sits just...

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...

July passes and then it's bare-knuckled November. Up close to the Canadian border, winter comes in fast and sudden and burns out my crop with frost and snow. That's when the tourists come flooding in. Most of my nearest neighbors have given up farming to turn their historic ranch homes into B&Bs. I'm one of the last. November is about the time my Katherine stopped riding along the road. It's long since she's started weari...

Nina sat idly flicking through a few magazines while she was waiting for her appointment with the dentist. For the last three years, she and her mates had hit Southern California beaches, where they swam, surfed, danced and drank themselves silly for about three weeks solid.This year Nina wanted something different, a much more relaxing and hopefully a more romantic setting place to visit. She closed her eyes for a moment...

Winter was coming soon, a cold one too, judging by the breeze; living so close to Lake Michigan made predicting weather patterns pretty easy, especially as winter approached. I took in a deep breath, the crisp air was refreshing, like the feeling you get drinking cold water after chewing on Dentine Ice; unlike my boyfriend Jace, winter was quickly becoming my favorite season. There is nothing better than the smells of win...

The churning and merging is so vigorous that surrounding objects tremble with the movements, and so wet that a continuous sloshing sound is noticeable above the din of heavy breathing, rhythmic throbbing intonations and voices that betray heightened excitement and arousal. With pressure rapidly building and heat rising, the white frothy liquid reaches a point where it must burst from its dark enclosure. The bright juice s...

  The sun is shining bright. The wind is bitter cold. We made love through the night and it's not getting old  and so we'll stay inside to do what lovers do with Summer's sultry heat deep in me and deep in you.   Our eyes are shining bright in the dew drops on our skin  as our bodies meet - rocking back  to where they've been. The brightness of the sun and the crying of the wind  can't hold a candle to sweet sensations of...