"It's getting late," he said. "I'm going to watch some porn and unwind before bed." Why don't you play with me instead? That was what I wanted to say, but in order to conceal my true feelings, I chose words that misled, masking my intrigue with a feeble c...
We were caught in the ethereal dance of desire in a pounding summer downpour. Each droplet that kissed our skin transformed into a tender brushstroke, igniting a raging fire within our hearts. From the depths of my soul, a surge of love for you enveloped...
It was a bright, sunny day in early January. I had just come back from a work trip to the Capital which was productive but the weather had been awful. My flight bag had been accompanied by a chilly bag from Le Gourmet containing 1kg each of Grey Slate Ven...
Happily married for twenty-five years has resulted in three grown children and a scrapbook full of terrific memories. My wife is my best friend … except in the bedroom. As the years progressed, our sex life had virtually disappeared. I attributed this dec...
“Clap these cheeks. Clap these cheeks. Clap these cheeks.” The dark-skinned, ponytailed beauty stared into her bathroom mirror and shook her head in an “I knew this bullshit wouldn’t work” motion. It probably served her right for buying into nonsensical u...
We meet on One Of Those sites. Prior to that day, we may and probably should play together naked. Mutual masturbation. I love hand jobs, so you have total control until you make me - or let me - cum in a fountain of semen, messy but fun for you and sexual...
There was something special about Mary, yet there was also a deep dark secret. Recall, I met Mary while perusing the pages of available women on a dating site. She was forty-nine when we met, a Big Beautiful Woman (BBW), standing at five feet tall with a...
I’m usually the fuck-er, not the fuckee. Generally speaking, I set the pace of our fucking, of the strokes of my dick with my hips, egged on by your whimpers and moans, emboldened by your body reacting to mine. I like to be ‘in charge’, to have a handful...
It's fall, temps are dropping, and leaves are beginning to turn, and all I can think about is the time spent with her. Over the few days, I have found myself reminiscing about Laney and the short amount of time spent with her. I hope that, in some small w...
Chapter One McKinley Stewart was a successful businessman who’d struggled most of his adult life with relationships and personal issues. Life was a puzzle, and the pieces never seemed to fit quite right, so he’d resigned himself to being happy enough with...
The increased moisture in the air seemed to heighten his senses. As Elijah took a deep breath, he swore he could taste floral notes in the otherwise dank atmosphere. Looking to the quickly darkening sky, he did his, now familiar, scan for rain clouds. Eve...
Where we left off: This evening was turning out much differently than Katherine had expected. What began as a ladies' book club meeting has now turned into a hookup with Rowan, the town bad boy... ____________________________________________________ Rowan...
It starts with a gin filled night. We are out for a Friday evening to just enjoy some time alone. The drinks keep on flowing and we enjoy the summer warmth. As we drink more, your cheeks become rosy and we keep giving each other little smiles, there is a...
I'm on our bed with my back against the headboard, I'm completely naked, and my cock is giving you a standing ovation. I'm intensely watching you as you remove your robe, revealing a new and matching lingerie set. It's lacey, black, and the panties are cr...
Marcie Reynolds was a forty-four-year-old woman that was UK born but had spent the last sixteen years of her life in the USA. She was currently back in England partly for a vacation but also to attend a family gathering at the home of her half-sister Rose...
