Bryan and I remain silent as he drives me back to my real life. I can't believe our weekend together is already over. I look out the window as I recall the time that Bryan and I shared after the evening at the club. He drew me a bubble bath and joined me in it. I got the sweet, caring Bryan. He washed and kissed me as I tried to make sense of what had just happened. "I'm sorry about Sylvia. I was afraid I'd take you to th...
I was confused, even a little uneasy, about how much I'd enjoyed that kiss. As perceptive as Trent was, he quickly sensed my conflicted emotions and tried to lighten the mood. "I made quite a mess," he said through a grin. Now that I was lying directly on top of him, his cum coated my skin as well. After I moved to lie at his side, he suggested I wash up in the bathroom while he got me a drink. A few minutes later, we bot...
When Sarah appeared for the evening, she was wearing her red chiffon dress. It was the one that we had bought in the city with the help of Clare. The dress was short, with a cut-away back, so no bra. It was also slightly translucent, especially at the rear. The dress designer had made it that way to give a hint of the lady’s body that lay beneath it. I sat there, taking Sarah’s inherent beauty as she stood by the full-len...
As I promised, on Thursday evening at exactly seven pm, I phoned Clare. As I dialled, I hoped that she had remembered my call as I didn’t want to talk to her mum and explain who I was. I thought that would be a little awkward. Happily, Clare was waiting by the phone and picked up quickly. It was nice to hear her voice and not her mum’s. I also thought it was good to know that she remembered my call, though I did wonder if...
Fiona tossed and turned, visions haunting her dreams. Moans, cries, pleading. Filthy words being spit out by lovers in the throes of aggressive coupling. The slap of bodies, the pounding of the bed, the sound of rigid manhood violating its lover’s inner sanctum. Moans turned to screams, and Fiona was startled awake. It was no dream. Gradually the fog lifted, and she was brought forth into the present moment. A distinct sm...
You lift me and berate meYou smile and you hate meI am your best, I am your worstI hunger in your thirstI bubble with healthMy act is convincingThe award should be mind (mine)If I had the mystique to overcome itTalent and failureAchievement and voidGenerous and coyI persevere with strengthMy act is convincingPeace should be mine (mind)If I had the mystique to overcome itYou lift me and berate meYou smile and you hate meI...
