LP Steinbeck
Stories (63/0)
Peeps and Onions
When I left the hospital after my husband's death, I knew I walked away without part of my soul. Marriage vows say, "as long as we both shall live," or the equivalent. I will tell you, those words weren't a reflection of my heart that cold, dark morning. Ray was gone, and a serious portion of me was gone with him. The misty drizzle didn't help, and our small town was as quiet as a tomb. I was already wondering why I was still there, breathing, knowing my existence was pointless without him.
By LP Steinbeck6 years ago in Humans
Diving: The Deepest Orgasm (Part Three)
Sherry sat the last box of her belongings next to the bed in her new room. It had taken some time to get moved into her place, and she was tired. It didn't matter how tired she got, though, because Charles was never far from her thoughts. Schedule conflicts and the business of everyday life had kept them from meeting again. Her desire had increased for him, rather than fading, in the weeks that had passed.
By LP Steinbeck7 years ago in Filthy
Lover's Crest: Part Three
It was taking everything I had to keep myself from pinning Kris to the magnificent bed and possessing every curve and hidden place. I took my time making love to her mouth with mine, kissing her face, resting my own in her fragrant hair. My kisses extended down her left arm to her hand, and I placed her hand over my heart, which was beating hard, just for her.
By LP Steinbeck7 years ago in Filthy
Lover's Crest: Part Two
Tears. Smiles. Laughter. Kris couldn't keep from spilling her joy after I revealed that not only was she welcome to come be at Lover's Crest during the renovations, and have her own art room, but that the large room in which we stood was for us to share. She gazed longingly at the bed fit for royalty, at least the royalty of the Oregon coast.
By LP Steinbeck7 years ago in Filthy
Diving: The Deepest Orgasm (Part Two)
Charles held the side of Sherry's face in one of his large hands, then leaned down and firmly kissed her open mouth, tasting and feeling her deeply with his tongue and lips. His other hand traced the line of her cheekbone, trailing lightly on the side of her neck to her shoulder, and down her arm to her hand. He placed the hand on the front of his board shorts, bringing his head back to gaze at her facial reaction.
By LP Steinbeck7 years ago in Filthy
Diving: The Deepest Orgasm (Part One)
"Long Term Romance Desired" "Beautiful day on the Oregon coast today. The only thing more beautiful would have been to have met you in the morning, made passionate love to you, brought you coffee and breakfast in bed and slipped away to face the battles of life. Sometimes, two souls need a pick me up, to help them shine in a relatively dark world."
By LP Steinbeck7 years ago in Filthy