I will find you I will stroke your face I will be your heartbeat, your blanket in the cold I will be your hands I will be your dreams I will hear through your ears I will taste what you taste I will write you love stories I will kiss your body, raise it t...
She stood at the window and watched as her lover crossed the courtyard, the mixture of his semen and mine trickling slowly down her inner thighs. She sighed with longing and returned to me, where I lay on the cum-soiled sheets. "Did you enjoy that, my lo...
"What she needs is for someone to give her a good fucking, the stuck-up bitch," said Marian Richmond to her friend and work colleague Patricia Jarvis. The person that Marian was referring to was fifty-eight-year-old Sylvia Turnbull, who was an executive i...
Just a single kiss before you leave Then you pull away from him again Not noticing the hurt deep in his eyes Nor sensing disappointment and such pain All he wants to do is make love to you But you shrink away from his every touch And expect him to exist a...
"Katie, come down here please!" my stepmother calls from downstairs. Damn, what is with these people interrupting me when I'm trying to get myself off? I sigh deeply as I get up from my bed and quickly pull on my yoga pants and a loose shirt, not botherin...
Moonlight kisses her brave like sorrow daring to squeeze out in tears drip, drip of the sea, stretching to reach her on the shore while he is away in open water how he longs for the woman he playfully called daughter and she playfully called him in turn -...
Where can you be? Why are you not here? My heart is in pain, I miss you so. Image of your face, It fades out of view. You are not here, I miss you so. We greet with hugs, You feel so good. With empty arms, I miss you so. We kiss Hello, I taste your lips....
Jenna was my roommate, studying to be a doctor ... or something important. She had blonde hair and I had coal black hair all-round, when not shaved. The dorm called us the Bubble Butt Twins. Need I explain ? She forever, lying, tummy down on the bed study...
Michelle Potter, a forty-nine-year-old divorcee, was at a hotel for her niece's evening wedding reception. She had a room for the night as her home was eighty miles away. Michelle had had her eye on a particular young man for a while. He was almost too go...
When I was six, she left. She left us both. I don't know why daddy. But since then I have taken care of you. We have been through a lot: First, the work you threw yourself into, then the bottle you climbed into. And that night, when we celebrated my gradu...
She stands in a dark alcove, watching the door to the pub. Wearing a trench coat, black stockings, stilettos and nothing else, her heart aches. He had invited her to his room, but when she got to the hotel. she couldn't enter. Their plan had been that if...
Pretty boy, pretty boy, Why must you tease me so? With those chocolate eyes Staring into my soul? Pretty boy, pretty boy, Are you even real? Did I make you up While in the land of dreams? Pretty boy, pretty boy, Take my hand in yours. Lead and I will foll...
His handsome face and bedroom eyes, They give my lust a cause to rise, My need for him is dire; He sees some things the others miss, I dream of him, he steals a kiss, That kiss sets me on fire. We text and chat with clever prose, Desire for him, I hope he...
Vidya Chopra and Mark Simpson both missed each other terribly after their chance encounter at a hotel had led to two great nights of sex. Their homes were not far short of being as far apart as it was possible to be in England and their types of work and...
