She steps out of the carriage, a fierce draft causing her petticoats to swirl around her like a hurricane. She sucks in her breath, her nipples responding to the icy wind by violently peaking under her tight black bodice. They swell and grind against the...
Eve. Perfection encapsulated in curves and mounds. Delicious nipples, cherries hanging provocatively from the vine. Fleshy pink lips, suggestively revealing the tip of a tangible tongue or the nub of a blissful bud... Gazing in wonder at these images i...
PART 5 You'd have to agree that cookies are bloody fantastic. So many different shapes, flavours and textures and full of sweet, sweet sugar ;o) . Now if you found the one perfect, best tasting, mouthmelting, senfukensational, ultimate cookie in the world...
PART 4 There's something to be said about having your cake and eating it too. But in my case, on the day of washing and it's inevitable procrastination, the cakes were cookies, and I was feeling particularly greedy. I had just spent a good 40 minutes givi...
PART 3 Washing day had never been a great joy of mine. I had managed to do one load on this particular day, but had been waylaid by a most enjoyable procrastination. After a soak in my oily bubble bath, with some self-exploratory caressing, the event had...
PART TWO It had been an interesting day and it wasn't even 10 o'clock in the morning. The electrician would be arriving in about 10 minutes. My whole body was filled with delicious sensations, raw sexual energy rolling off my skin in waves. The interrupte...
PART ONE My day off. Piles of washing begging to be dealt with... not a pleasant thought. I decided to procrastinate with a bath, but quickly put a load of underwear on before moving to the ensuite. I turned on the water, squirting in some tropical oil an...
I waited for a while (probably only an hour actually, but that seemed like an eternity in hell without relief), when I finally realised that you were gone. So I went straight to the bedroom and lay on my stomach, my peachy ass poised in the air and shoved...
The club was packed, hot, steamy and dark - just the way I like it. The stage, conspicuously empty, a spotlight shining patiently on a stool. I couldn't stand still. The nervous energy inside me like a volcano about to erupt. I had come by myself, intent...
my nightly spectre, flight of reasoncraving your caressdrowning in the reverieof what i can't possesi wander naked through the woodenchanted by your scentroving eyes and panting moutharoused beyond consenti find you prostrate on a treeyour skin is bare an...
It had been a difficult few months at work. The 'too hard' basket on my desk was reaching maximum capacity - a hundred little complicated tasks that everyone else seemed to think was MY job to solve. Every single time I found a moment to myself to reach f...
