50-something in an open relationship but not currently looking for more than friendship and chat.I am friendly and respectful, and while I may play the 'what if' game a bit, if anything I say is discomforting, let me know.Any questions, go ahead and ask - I'll answer almost anything.I'll be putting up mainly romantic stories and poems, the kind I write for publication elsewhere, but with a little extra to make them fit the eroticism that exists here.Friend me, chat me up - conversation is the one thing I look forward too.
Gift the poor girl a delightful dress, perhaps in lace and velvet - she looks like she'll catch her chill
The girls are having fun with each other, it seems. I'll leave them to it. ;)
Except with some perhaps, m'dear ;)
What DID you girls do...no don't answer that, suffice to say that Maisie is in the next room. They felt a need to separate you for some reason.
Just a cheek one for you, m'dear ;)
A quiet talk in a pub or coffee shop to catch up with my good friend.
A brief hug and cheek kiss in return to the lovely Nicki.
Tea, Irish Breakfast with a dollop of honey.
Warm hugs, sweet kisses, and anything else the sweet dear would want.
A young woman in her mid-twenties is wearing only a black satin choker and leather cuffs around her ankles and wrists. The cuffs are attached to ropes at the ends of a wooden frame in the shape of an X. Behind her is a man in his late twenties to early thirties wearing slacks and a polo shirt with black cowboy boots. In his hand is a wooden paddle which he swings to impact her left ass cheek....
Added 16 Dec 2013 | Category BDSM
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I awake from my dreams of the night before, to your soft lips on mine tasting so sweet. My arms go around you and pull you close, while our lips and tongues taste each other. Your hand drifts down to find me rising, a grin crosses your face as you softly grasp. I smile at you and reach for your treasure, but a brush of your hand denies my touch. ‘This morning is for you,’ you whisper so...
Added 15 Dec 2013 | Category Love Poems
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A curvy brunette wearing a ruffled skirt and tapestry bodice, is sitting in a worn love-seat with her feet tucked up. A dog-eared book is open and she’s reading it, when the door to the apartment opens and her flat-mate walks in dressed in slacks, button down shirt and pencil tie, all in black. She nods to him and he smiles back, then her head dips back to her book. He comes over and...
Added 29 Nov 2013 | Category First Time
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We sit beside each other, Cuddled together and content. We kiss, soft and tender, My tongue tasting your lips. I gently move to kiss you more, My lips and tongue on your neck. You sigh softly, such a delightful sound, And my love for you needs to be shown. My kisses move down further, To the rise of your bosom. My hands tremble slightly, As I unlace the bodice you wear. And...
Added 24 Nov 2013 | Category Love Poems
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My eyes look across the floor to see you there, lips of black velvet and alabaster skin. Your sparkling green eyes a window to your soul, what chance have I with a beauty like you. Dancing time and again with those less perfect, wishing my fear would let me invite you to the floor. Then a touch on my arm and a turn of my head, you stand there, an invite in your smile. The thoughts...
Added 05 Nov 2013 | Category Love Poems
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