The Foliage Along The River

His soft, gentle, fingers trailed a flame down my arm as he let them trace it down to my hand that lay across my stomach. I sighed, content in our lovemaking. Myles’ blue eyes showed his satisfaction in having pleasured me so well. We both knew that it would not last long- it never did. Just his eyes upon me, initiated pleasurable pulsations that began deep in my pleasure place and then traveled through my body. When he licked his lips, I felt it down there… He knew I would soon want him inside me again and the curl of his lip showed his pompous, superiority over all things sexual. He leaned over me and let his tongue trace around the nipple of my left breast before he nibbled at it with his lips and then suckled tenderly. When I began to moan softly, he took my mouth with his and kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring the depths of my desire. His hand left my breast and traveled down to the soft fleshy mons between my thighs. Slowly and gently, he probed until he had me begging him to penetrate me. I wanted his large phallus inside me, but he continued to tease, his lips trailing fire over my body; he wanted me to beg for it.

Most nights Wenatchee River looked eerily beautiful when the fog rolled over the fiery trees, but that night the mist clung uncomfortably to my skin and skewed the forest around me. I had to rely on the distant sound of chaotic whispers and a faint warm glow ahead of me. The

Once they were there, the quarter-mile trek to their place had to be made. It was a small, circular clearing in the cone-bearing woods. The area around the fire pit was dirt, for safety reasons. On the outskirts of the copper-colored dirt were five large, round logs arranged in a circle for sitting. Just a few feet beyond the logs, the forest began again in copious amounts of vegetation and growth, like an untamed lion. That night’s weather was just right. The cool air was

“You are more than suitable; you are stunning and I’ve been shifting and hiding my arousal since the moment I walked into the room. Today, I think of no woman but you. That’s a promise. Most men would happily trade their lives to have a night with you, and I am aware of my good fortune.”

With that he pulled her close for their first kiss, a kiss he made sure would scorch her soul. With his Selkie’s heighten senses he was able to hear her heart race from the pleasure of their kiss. Even as jaded as he was he felt a quickening of his own heartbeat. . After such a kiss he had to have more.

It was a bleak summer’s evening with the shadows deepening on a path that ambled down between bitternut hickory trees and then cut sideways across a field of tiny green grapevines. There was a wind beginning, small gusts that rattled the fence posts and set the dandelions dancing in unison on the broad expanse of lawn. Rain spotted our shirts and glistened on our nylon backpacks.

“And what did I not understand? We enjoyed intense sex. I understood the pleasure yer body gave and received.” His wicked smile said much more than his words.

I rose up on mah elbows and turned her face to mine so that I could see into her emerald green eyes and said “The words that bind us and make ye mine. Three small words that hold so much power over me and bring me more pleasure than I could have hoped fur.” Mah mouth covered her sweet pouty lips with tender kisses.

“You taste so sweet,” muttered Arthur from between Guinevere’s legs. “Just tasting you makes me feel like I could come

Like her brother, Valerie’s breathes came out warm and heavy as she let the ecstasy of their mating work it’s way through her system. “I missed you,” Valerie explained, her brother’s warm breath gently brushing her ear. Valerie bit her lower lip as she felt her brother shift above her, pulling his erect shaft out of her stretched, sensitive neither lips, sending his pearly seed to join Valerie’s own sexual juices in the carpet.

The forest behind Aiden's house were thick, and stretched on for miles. Tall pines, maples, and oaks reached up from the ground, their green and scarlet tipped fingers scraping the sky. Green-gold morning light filtered through the dense canopy above his head, and a few early fallen leaves crunched beneath his feet. A lazy stream trickled its way through the tangle of roots and heavy underbrush, gurgling softly as it went; the scales of small fish flashing below its crystal surface.

One of his hands grips my hip, the other wrapped around my neck; his thumb applying pressure to the vein where my heart beats can be felt in my throat. He strokes, his wide hand capable of crushing my windpipe. Beau’s eyes grow darker as he stares up at me with a painful expression. “Sh,” he instructs, “Or you’ll wake up bubba.” I hadn’t even realized the sounds I was making. Beau’s hand tangle in the back of my hair, yanking my head until my throat is completely exposed; he licks up to my chin where he gently bites in, not breaking the skin. “I want to feel you come on my cock, Juliet.”

The whole weekend had been sunny. The day following our arrival, we played on the beach; the glaring sun beat down on us. I waded into the clear, harmonious water that lapped at my ankles steadily. Only the disruption of a passing boat or Jet Ski broke the steady, faithful surge and the calming sound of the waves gently kissing the shore. My family and I were staying at our friends’ house on Lake Roosevelt. The lake was gorgeous; the clear, light water transformed into a deep, rich blue-green the farther from shore my eyes traveled. Broad plateaus, covered in brilliant green foliage, surrounded the body of water. No hint was given as to what was about to be unleashed upon the lake and its

His green eyes pierced through mine as he towered a few inches over me. His chocolate curls were swept to the side messily creating a look of pure perfection. His lips were tugged up slightly forming a curved smile. “I’m Harry.” His voice was deep but yet smooth, he spoke slower than most, something I found fascinating and intriguing. His rather large hands rested inside his black leather jacket’s pockets as he indulged every single detail of me with his beautiful striking eyes.

She could feel his heat envelop her, the man was a radiator. As he moved closer to her, her hairs stood on end. Her body all too aware of his presence. He lay an open mouthed kiss on her shoulder, then one just further up, and another, and another. Lazily kissing his way up to her ear.