I lay in my marriage bed last night. My beloved breathing deeply beside me; his slow, even breaths a constant reminder of his trust, and I dreamt of you. Dreamt of your fingertips owning my soul. Dreamt of your hands; hard and rough, digging into the softness of my flesh. Controlling, demanding... My body aches, and my small breasts heave; the tips swollen and hard, desperately awaiting your touch. My hips left to writhe...

You come to me in the depth of the night The darkness robbing me of my sight. Raining soft kisses upon my skin I know that the fantasy is about to begin. Waking me from my deepest slumber, Another night’s sleep torn asunder. The beat of your heart, the warmth of your love The touch of your hand as soft as a dove. You slowly undress me rending me bare, I’m naked before you without a care. As you hold me close, tight in you...

Too much time has passed since we lasted touched.The feel of you is such a complete and physical rush.I look upon the full moon above my head,and remember your body next to me in our bed. The way my skin quivers underneath your cold alabaster hand,as it glides slowly down my breast, belly, hips that are perfectly, golden tan.The touch of your moist full lips upon my neck excites me.as your full black lashes flutter upon m...

It was a Friday night. More customers than usual had found their way into big ol' Toms tavern. The tavern wasn't exactly overflowing, though. The old man himself was the calmness in person, easily keeping pace with the ever-recurring orders. “As usual,” some may say. One particular lady had been sitting at the bar the whole evening long, listening to all kinds of stories told by all kinds of customers. Stories of love, de...

Again I had a dream of you... You were all night in my arms, I didn't want to let you go, From my arms, From my beautiful dream.. I didn't want, To open my sleepy eyes... I even washed my eyes closed, To hold you longer, To dream of you more... Don't run away... Don't turn back... Maybe I squeezed you tight, But, now that I found you, I would dream about you, Even when I'm awake...

Come over here darling. Buy me a drink. No-no. My eyes are up here. Shall we dance, and talk. No you mustn't grab my ass. Yes, whisper in my ear. Come over here darling. Let’s go to your place. No-no. Let the lady lead. You will enjoy. Shall we tumble in the sheets. Share hot passionate kisses. Exploring each other bodies. taking it slow. Or? Do we share hot passionate kisses. While stripping each other. Creating our own...

Was it a dream?Did it happen?Were you real?Or Was it just anotherMirageHallucinationDelusionAnother game you play If you are just a fantasy Why do I Smell your scent, intoxicatingHear your moan, enticingFeel the warmth of your bodyPressing, rubbing, grindingAgainst mine If you are realWhy did youDisappear without a kissVanish without a wordThrow away what we hadIntimacy, passion, desireWithout even looking back Closing my...

Her chest heaved as she gasped in great lungfuls of air. The sweat beading on her cleavage belied the exertion she was being put through and she looked at me with longing in her eyes in the brief respite. Alison lay on her back on my desk. Her shirt was open and her bra pushed up, revealing two impeccably round and firm orbs topped with perfect pink nipples. Her jacket was hanging loosely off the edge of my desk, removed...