Look at this beautiful life I'm building for myself From the ground up Warm, soft sunlight setting the rooms in my new home aglow The gentle scent of hemp and coconut oil, sprinkled with salt still in the air from last night's bath My legs pull together tightly, trapping my fingers within my core Where they were playing Teasing Plunging Swirling My arms fall back now, above my head Breath gasping Legs splayed Heavy breast...

Heart pounding and hand shaking, I knocked, holding my girlfriend's birthday gift painting against my leg. What am I doing here? Sapphire eyes full of desire answered, eyes I'd soon see looking up at me, my cock between his lips. The vibrant painting had caught his eye at work, his hand lingering on mine as he complimented my art and invited me to see his. My hands in his soft salt and pepper hair, my hips thrusting, a gr...

Have you ever seen framed art in someone else's home be just the slightest bit crooked? And you want to fix it so desperately, but you don't even really feel like you should be there? Except you were invited, so obviously you must belong there. Yet you still feel like an intruder and that you're invading the home owner's privacy by even looking at the photo to begin with. Yet it hangs there, mocking you, begging to be fix...

I adore all of the sweet moments. Caressing his hair, his kisses to my forehead, reciprocated back massages. I especially have a weakness for any time he wraps his arms around me from behind. Seeing our arms and fingers intertwined, the contrast between fair and deep, reminds me of how we've chosen each other not just in spite of our differences, but partly because of them. Our age difference, for example-my fifty to Aria...

The brick wall felt rough against the palms of my hands... I splayed my fingers out for a better grip and moved the other hand to the wood next to me as I felt the sweat roll down the middle of my arched back. My nipples just barely grazed the wall with each thrust, an intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure. All I could hear was our mixed breathing, my heartbeat and the clinking bottles. Ah, yes, the beautiful bottles of w...

She was so excited to meet him in person after all of these years. She couldn't believe it when the company announced they were going to host the annual New Year Celebration Bash at the company's headquarters in the heart of Atlanta this year. Living in North Carolina and having such a hectic work schedule had kept her from ever even attempting a visit to meet up with him. Not to mention her long-term now ex-boyfriend who...