Dream Eternal Copyright Don Abdul ©2005 Shh!! Say not a word Leave outside, worries of the world Sit back and relax Let me spoil you to the max Candle light Soft music, what a delight Chocolate, strawberries, whipped cream Tonight is the night, baby let’s make a dream Close your eyes Let your imagination soar Your anxieties, your inhibitions lower Part your lips, taste this chocolate Its sweetness, in your mouth I shall t...

SUSPENDED Copyright Don Abdul ©2008 Caught, bound and hogtied Suspended in space and time Her Pleasure, her pain both rhyme Her pain blending with her pleasure Neither has a beginning Neither has and end She drifts...on and on In a continuum Helpless yet happy Satisfaction within her grasp Her every fantasy being fulfilled Nipples at tingling erection Labia engorged, quivering from mini cums Almost succumbing to the avala...

Chapter Eleven: Mr. Crane’s Affair (Princess of the Niger) In her kitchen Loraine opened her oven and dished a tray of hot fresh food, and then fetched a bottle of red she had kept on ice. With three glasses carefully placed on the tray, she carried the food upstairs to her hungry lovers. If her plan worked as she was certain it would, Shirley and Jamal would be spending the entire weekend with her. The party was just beg...

Mrs. Crane’s Fountain of Youth By Don Abdul ©2011 CHAPTER TEN: A Private Party (Delicious Desserts) Loraine’s squirted juices trailed down over Jamal’s balls, and she felt his nuts and caressed them rubbing her juices into his sac. “Mmmm…” she let out a soft moan and then shivered as she replayed the moment when his load of hot cum shot up her vagina. She had squeezed his cock and choked his shaft with her tight cunt musc...

CHAPTER NINE : A Private Party (A Taste of Black Steak) Next she picked up a realistic looking chocolate vibrator which very closely resembled Jamal’s own erect phallus and then walked very seductively towards bound black stud. Jamal’s face wore a frown as he wondered, ‘what the fuck is she fixing to do with that ugly mofo?’ Jamal certainly wasn’t looking forward to the crazy bitch sticking any fake cock in his butt, ‘hel...

Mrs. Crane’s Fountain of Youth By Don Abdul ©2011 PART EIGHT : A Private Party (Juices and Nectar) ‘Does that mean I get to regain my freedom, and perhaps also get Jamal’s cock?’ Shirley wondered too scared to ask her captor. The question was however written all over her face and Loraine laughed as she shook her head saying, “Yes, eventually you would get his huge cock in your slutty married pussy, but first things first,...

The throbbing tension in Jamal’s manhood had grown quite intense from watching the unsuspecting Shirley being ravished by the seductress Loraine. He was enjoying every bit of his deeply rewarding voyeur experience; he was so lost in the moment that he almost jumped out of his skin when suddenly an unexpected and ill-timed text message alert from his cell phone alerted the women to his presence. Loraine whipped her head ar...

Mrs. Crane’s Fountain of Youth By Don Abdul ©2011 PART SIX: A Private Party (Appetizers) On her way home from another successful day of work, Shirley needed a boost from the loneliness that had dogged her for the past week. Jamal had been so busy at college he hadn’t been spending any time in her bed. She was so desperately horny, lonely and a little downcast too, and so she decided to do some lingerie shopping at an adul...

Mrs. Crane’s Fountain of Youth By Don Abdul ©2011 Part Five : Eden in the Garden Shirley had awoken early the following morning blushing; she was almost in shock as she recalled how naughty she had been the previous night. She and Jamal had gone clubbing, and it had turned out to be even more fun than she ever thought it could be. She had downed quite a few drinks early enough for Dutch courage. As the alcohol began to ta...

Mrs. Crane's Fountain of Youth Part Four: Horny Naked Chef Shirley had planned to put in some work in her garden at the weekend, and she had stopped over at the mall to pick up a few things for the job. As she drove back to her place her cell phone rang. From the assigned tone she knew it was Jamal. She felt a sliver of wet heat rise in her loins as she clicked on her hands free button to take the call. “Oh sweetie that’s...

Mrs. Crane's Fountain of Youth 3  By Don Abdul (c)2011 Part Three: Exploring Deeper and further Jamal swung by the following morning right after his morning run and he took her hard and rough right over the kitchen table as she attempted to make breakfast. He was such crazy fun and great fuck too. She found herself getting wet again just thinking about their sex that Sunday morning; he had smeared maple syrup all over her...

Mrs. Crane's Fountain of Youth ByDon Abdul (c) 2011PART TWO: In the Beginning ….It had been hard to tell exactly what the problem was but despite the fact that Shirley had been lucky in life generally, she gradually sank into despair. Not even her blessings of a healthy son who had just gone off to college, a loving husband, relative wealth and a great group of friends could ease her suffering. She even saw a shrink once...

Mrs. Crane’s Fountain of Youth By Don Abdul ©2011 Part One: Shirley Gets Her Groove Back “Good morning pretty lady, did I wake you up?” Jamal Washington chirped happily as if he had just done her a huge favor. ‘Oh fuck!’ Mrs. Shirley Crane thought, so annoyed with herself for not imagining that it could be him at the door. He looked so painfully handsome and sexy that her first instinct was to grab his shirt and throw him...

Lusty Adventures of a Trophy Wife - 10 Don Abdul ©2010 Sunita had gone out earlier to attend some pre-arranged social function in the city, so Lynda had been left on her own for about four hours. After she awoke from a nap, she cranked up her iPad and read a hot erotic story to keep her occupied just so she doesn’t go crazy with anticipation as she fantasized about their impending night together. As the story built up to...

Lusty Adventures of a Trophy Wife - 9 Don Abdul ©2010 It was raining when they arrived Mumbai, but their limo driver was there to greet them with an umbrella that kept them dry as they climbed into their transport to their home for the next seven days. A very comfortable home it was too, for Rajiv Chopra, Andrews trusted business partner never did anything by halves. As always, Rajiv had insisted that Andrew and Lynda sta...