Beams of lazy light sink into poolsas amber droplets cascade and puddle,shimmering on the rain-streaked asphalt,chasing away the nightone street-light at a time. The rustling branches of overhanging treeslike secretive whispers in the darknessbow and sway in the evening breeze,their leaves wearing the beads of rainlike the diamonds of queens. Your heels click on the dark,glossy sidewalk as you half-skip acrossthe drenched...
Maya dug her fingers through the dirt, pushing the earth over the root ball of her marigold, and patting the soil back down over it. The sun beat lazily down on her bare shoulders from the cloudless blue sky. She was on her hands and knees at the edge of her flowerbed in the front yard. Her jean shorts, which just barely covered her butt while she was standing, rode up on her thighs. The bottom of her round ass cheeks pee...
Her ultimate kiss was the first one that she gave. It's the one I will remember even when I'm in my grave. So sweet and soft and gentle filled with promise, joy, and bliss. There's no forgetting or regretting a tender kiss like this. It was innocent and passionate with the hope of more to come with the hint of mint and honey upon her lips and tongue. Love was safe and simpler then when we were very young and one f...
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...
Flowers in Her HairThe flowers were waiting for Julie when she pulled up to her apartment. A bouquet of daisies resting upon the welcome mat putting a smile on her face. Even after all these years, she mused as she unlocked the door, then closed it behind her before searching for an unused vase to set them on, settling on a glazed pink cylinder, which was placed on near the kitchen window. She’d always loved flowers. ...
She arrives before he does, parking up on the third floor as it has the least amount of cars. She sends him a text.Third floorStaying in the car with the AC on full blast, she shivers, welcoming the cool air. It's only then she hears the roar of a motorcycle. It isn't just one but two.“Now he needs a bodyguard or something?” She mutters to herself, as she climbs out of the car as he approaches, she slams the door to make...
Phil was one lucky son of a bitch. They say that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and Evelyn Summer was a woman who took her sunshine very seriously. She would have quite happily murdered the local Channel Twelve weatherman should his prediction of a heat wave not have come to fruition. Fortunately for him, however, he had been spared the wrath of a woman who had just booked two weeks off work to enjoy the July hea...
I was slowly unwrapping that strawberry-flavored popsicle when my eyes met his beautiful blue eyes glowing in the hot afternoon sun. He winked at me. I held the popsicle closer to my lips and gave him a suggestive look. He smiled; a dazzling smile that made the ice pop melt a little. He came closer, his tall figure overshadowing mine.“Hey there,” he said with a British accent. “I see you’re enjoying that ice pop.”I starte...
To say it was warm would be an understatement. It was June fifth and the first of many nights that would inevitably be spent in a constant layer of sweat. The windows were open, letting the droning of cicadas filter in, their sounds blending with that of the fans strategically positioned around the room to create a steady summer song. It was probably eleven or twelve at night. The sun had disappeared hours ago, yet every...
O, love and summer, you are in the dreams and in me.--Walt Whitman, The Sleepers Wednesday was the last day of my little lawn service business. It was like so many other days in that summer of 1979, hot and close, the air an atomized poison of car exhaust and dew steaming off roof shingles. I was nervous about seeing Eleanor Kaminski one more time, afraid it was going to be awkward. I had already begun to feel a certain a...
“Damn,” she shouted to herself as her middle finger hit the delete key on her MacBook. She had spent the whole night trying to write her first lesbian erotic story for publication on the RedSite, which she had joined to express her sexuality. Mary had successfully written stories about straight sex but had set her heart on completing a lesbian tale. The frustration was evident. She was still learning her craft and despite...
Alexa rolled over, the crisp white sheet dropping away and exposing the long length of her bronzed back. Her glossy black hair curled against her smooth skin, and her toned muscles moved easily as she stretched out to turn the clock towards her, checking the time."Shit." she sighed, and flopped onto her back."Mmphh?" Shox muffled into his pillow, stretched out comfortably beside her.Alexa draped both of her arms over her...
We were walking near the shoreline along a sandy trail. It was summer and my family was staying at a rented house in a town on the Texas coast. Janie was a girl I met the first day we were there. She was short pixie of a raven haired girl. She was staying the next house over from us. She was the same age as me.This was the first summer after I started college and I was on vacation from school. So was she. Even though we w...
1. Love Sweet Love.love sweetloveis so elusive.so damnhard to holdon to.lose your gripand shewill slipawayandmakea foolofyou.let downyour guardfor justa momentand shewill stealaway.set freefromselfishboundariesshe'sthe devil'schildat play.love sweet loveis notexclusive.what's a human beingtodo?turn aroundfor justa momentshewill disappearfrom view.yetwhen theright onecomes alongshewill ruleyour heartand mindand fillyour da...
She was trembling in his arms. He embraced her, holding her innocent face tightly against his chest. As they laid on the old wood floor, the full moon shined through the window of the old barn behind his house out in the country. He could feel her heart pounding through her chest, her breath still shivering in arousal. She was making love for the first time, and her mind, her senses were going a thousand miles an hour.Jus...
