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DARK DESIRE (short steamy stories) chapter 38
Brian spotted his house a few blocks away. He couldn't contain his excitement and found himself driving even faster than he was allowed to on those neighborhood streets. He had a feeling those housewives would be after him later from the looks that they threw him. He parked in his driveway before getting out of his car. The house was far more magnificent than he had first thought. He hadn't seen it seen it'd been given to him until now. It looked even better than the pamphlet had indicated. It felt like too much compared to what he had done before, but Brian had worked hard so he knew that he deserved it. It didn't take too long for Brian to settle down. He didn't have much to unpack so it was not a very big task. He'd sent for most of his furniture, spending a big chunk of his salary. It would be arriving within the week and he knew it would be worth the cash. The only thing he could do at the time was sit and relax. That was hard to do when new neighbors kept ringing his doorbell an
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Matt had to admit that his feelings didn't really have anything to do with wanting to be friends. For some reason, he had found himself drawn to her since the first time he'd met her. Who wouldn't be. She was beautiful and every time he closed his eyes he could see only her. There was the perfect creamy skin, the long dark hair and those green eyes. Each a feature that he had come to know so perfectly in his head. Every time he looked at her his eyes tended to fall on those pink sensuous lips. It was no wonder he scared her the way he did. He'd thought of asking her out but he knew his father wouldn't approve. He already thought he was a fool for being too friendly with the workers. That would only make his relationship with his father even more strained. But then again Matt had never really cared about his relationship with his father. The old man could fire him if he thought Matt wasn't doing a good job. Since he hadn't so far, nothing he would say mattered the least to him. Matt w
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Ana smiled mischievously as an idea popped into her mind. It wasn't a clever one but the wine in her hand was to blame. What if she didn't go after all? It would the perfect revenge for her sister not making her maid of honor and choosing that well known social climber Lilly. Ana had made her peace with it but not because she agreed with Peggy's decision and she had made that very clear to her sister. Just because she had taken the high road and gone for a bridesmaid dress instead, didn't mean that she didn't feel offended by it. Ana's smile suddenly dropped. Not attending the dinner wouldn't make her sister angry. If anything, she would be delighted. It was no secret that Ana tended to drink too much at weddings and cause a scene. Even now it was a big shuck to all who knew her that she wasn't making a drunken fool of herself. No one had said it to her face but she could still feel those eyes on her all the time. They delivered more of a blow than any scathing remark could. Ana push
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Doris used her time to try dating again. It was hard for her to get a good man at her age. Especially when she was so used to being alone and had been so established all her life. She was too picky, but that was only because she knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to go for it no matter how much unrealistic her demands were. It was probably the reason she was still single at her age. She was too old to mess about and went straight to the point when it came to men. She wasn't afraid to make the first move or end a relationship when it was clear it wasn't going anywhere. Her take on things however, didn't seem to help her out. She found that not many men liked her fast dismissal of them and soon no one even wanted to try going out with her. After three weeks of going on dates, it soon became clear to Doris that she could never find that man that she was looking for. She was better off being alone as her friends had told her countless times before. If only she had listened, she wouldn
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Alicia woke up that morning to the smell of freshly baked cupcakes and bacon. She stretched her arms out, but didn't feel her husband on the other side of the bed. He must have been in the kitchen making her breakfast. Maybe he had finally done something right and remembered her birthday. Full of excitement, she shot out of bed and put on her red silky robe. It was Zach's favorite and quite frankly even hers because it left very little to the imagination. If he'd finally remembered her birthday, maybe she was going to do something nice for him in the kitchen. The counter would be a good place to start her new birthday ritual. Alicia walked on her toes down the stairs to the kitchen. Zach always startled easily and she wanted to surprise him. She couldn't help but feel excited for her birthday. She was turning thirty and that was a big deal for any woman. She paused at the kitchen door to the sound of voices. Someone else was in there with Zach and judging by the high-pitched voice; it
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Meg checked her watch to find that it was already noon. She'd taken so much time that all she had to do now was go sit in the living room and wait for her gardener. Mary was already gone so she wouldn't have to worry about the young maid catching them. She settled herself on the living room sofa and waited patiently eager for their next session. This affair with Fernando was making her feel younger every day. As usual, he did not disappoint. He came in right on time. He paused at the doorway and smiled at her. She could tell from his wandering eyes that he liked what she was wearing. She couldn't resist the urge anymore. She ran to him and flung herself at him. He held her by the waist and pulled her closer to him. Every day they had to pretend was torture. She wondered how much longer she was going to live like this. He smelled of sweat and her mind immediately ran to giving him a bath. It was part of what they would do every afternoon. "You stink," she joked cringing her face. "You
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I first learned about the dire consequences of my libido when I was twelve years old and I fell in love with my sister’s stuffed rabbit. His name was Claude, but let me get one thing out in the open about our situation. He was the one who began our romance when he kept staring at my bare legs from the shelf on the wall during the night. At first, our relationship was only a friendship. I told him all my secrets, even the deep dark ones that I never told anyone else, and he told me how lonely he was sitting up there on the shelf all the time. It was tragic really. We were two lost souls looking for something missing in our lives. A few months later, my parents kept wondering why Claude was going bald. My father thought it was moths. My mother thought my sister was giving him haircuts with cuticle scissors because she wanted to become a hair stylist one day. The mystery was solved one night when I was caught dry humping him in my bed when I thought everyone was asleep. Of course, there
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The next morning, I woke to her rummaging in the closet. She said she needed her favorite lucky sweater because she had an important job interview, and if she got this job, she could move out, find her own apartment and start her new life. I cringed. Why did she need this sweater today? It was badly stretched out because of Ben’s fumbling, and I was going to take it to the dry cleaners to see if they could fix it. The moment I heard her suck in her breath, I knew she had found it. I couldn’t see the wrath on her face because I was under the covers as she pummelled me with her fists. That afternoon, I heard her in the kitchen with our mom. She was crying. Without her lucky sweater, she didn’t have the confidence she needed to win the interview. She didn’t get the job. She wasn’t moving out. She blamed me for ruining her new life.After I graduated high school, I knew I didn’t want to end up working at Denny’s restaurant like my sister and living at home. Thank goodness, I lucked out fi
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The accidental brush of a hand. A knowing look across a room. The tilt of a head toward the door. Signals shared between spouses at a party? I suppose. In this case, they were signals shared between lovers whose spouses were oblivious. William was drunk. It wasn’t apparent in his demeanor, but I knew the signs. He brushed by me on his way through the kitchen and his hand touched my ass. Lingered there for a good minute as he blocked the path of two other guests trying to get by. I glared at him, knowing it didn’t matter. “Had too much to drink?” “Not too much. Enough to know what I want,” he said. He leaned close, stirring the hair on my neck as he whispered, “We’re leaving soon. Meet me.” I didn’t have a chance to say no or, rather, ask where and when, because my husband came toward us. As if sensing that his territory had been encroached upon, he wrapped his hand around my waist and gave me a little squeeze. William’s hand moved from my ass at about the same moment and I wondered i
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I was half-drunk with lack of sleep, standing in the hot white buzz of Central Station while hordes of commuters bumped past me with their sharp suits and shoulder pads and brief cases. I stood there blinking and yawning. What the hell was I doing up at this hour? The answer, of course, was Sam. I growled at the thought of his stubbornness, at the selfish way he’d announced he was leaving to make his fortune. Hotfooting it to London like a carefree bird. Not for a second had he stopped to think of how it would screw up our relationship – four hundred miles between us was a serious blow. The salvation of our bickering, up-and-down love affair was the Olympic sex we indulged in most mornings, afternoons and evenings. We could hammer away for hours, and he took me places I’d never thought possible, body twisted into breathtaking positions, him so deep inside me it felt like blasphemy. After he left, my sex life became a sudden blank. I was left gasping with shock, reeling from the terri
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Somewhere, June lost her flannel shirt and the black girl had lost her jeans and shoes. She had circled her big, hard nipples with hot kisses as she squeezed June’s cunt through her own jeans like a trick fondling a John. June couldn’t keep the hissing moan in, so she had let it out into the girl’s mouth – feeling it echo through her as her own hand cupped a shaved and slippery cunt. With Wendy it had been walking on eggs. Her first real lover, June had treated Wendy like she was priceless, fragile – even though Wendy was five years older than June’s 26. June had barricaded them in June’s tiny place against her being alone again and tried to do whatever it would take to keep Wendy there. If Wendy liked something, June did it. If Wendy didn’t like it . . . it never happened again After a point, June followed Wendy everywhere. Never led. Tried not to want, desire, anything. But then, there, in the kitchen that night something different was happening – it was June and her. No top, no bot
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The Boy drops to the floor and I feel him at my feet, nuzzling my ankles then crawling under my sarong. I spread my legs for him and feel him rising, the heat of him on my skin, his shorn, silky head, his tongue trailing a path up my inner thighs. He pulls down my knickers and I feel him between my legs, his hot breath on my cunt before his tongue, so delicate and perfect, dances over my clit and squirms into my folds. Oh, my. That tongue has truly been places. Like his eyes, it could be a thousand years old, a tongue that’s pleasured geisha girls, ladyboys and Babylonian whores. Fingers fill my cunt, a thumb rubs my arsehole and moments later I’m coming hard, gasping around Uncle’s cock, Uncle clutching my head, keeping me steady for fear I neglect his pleasure in favour of my own. “She’s a slippery little bitch, isn’t she, huh?” Uncle’s voice is loud enough to carry across the chamber. He’s talking to someone else; not to the Boy, and certainly not to me. I pull back and turn, wipin
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Fear thumps me in the gut but I cannot scream. I cannot move either. I can’t do anything. I just gawp, rooted to the spot. He smirks and turns away. I think I must be in one of my dreams. Soon, I tell myself, I’ll wake at the hotel and I’ll straddle Tom’s cock in a trance of remembering. I’ll rock back and forth, head swimming with a post-human dystopia, a stinking medieval market peopled with DNA freaks or interspecies offspring. Look around and they all seem perfectly normal till you spot their webbed feet, forked tongues, folded wings or dog-fang teeth. And I’ll climax and so will Tom. Then we’ll get up, have breakfast, take a bus to a town with tiled palaces, koi carp and orange trees, and we’ll buy something lovely in Spanish leather or cedar wood and everything will be all right. The Boy creeps forwards. I’m so scared and I’m so wet. But wet is winning. I follow, turning a corner then another until he ducks into a small archway in the wall. Moments later, I’m there too, head dow
