The train had been coming for years,always passing through the tunnelwith loving care. Its steam and smoke adding to the tunnel’s love for it,hugging the walls near. It passed so close to its wallsit seemed to be scraping them,and providing them with noise,rubbing and loving the tunnel.The tunnel loved the train.When the train entered the tunnel,its big round light was bright,bright as a candle at the end of sight. Procee...

Perhaps I told youThis once beforePerhaps I love youPerhaps nothing morePerhaps I forgot to sayThis isn't a gamePerhaps you'd hear mePerhaps without blamePerhaps one dayYou will understandPerhaps there's much morePerhaps the Master's PlanPerhaps next weekYou'll see he's not manPerhaps I will waitHolding Master's handPerhaps my MasterIs simply the TaoPerhaps you'll realizePerhaps, someway, somehowPerhaps my loveOur time ha...

My inner self, liquid, molten,warmed to the furthest edge of comfort. My skin, a thin cool shell,contrasting the heat inside. Blood no longer courses throughits graduated paths.My heart, the only solid substancestill within my shell. Beating, pounding, throbbing,causing everything to move within,all circulating, flowing, wave after wave.Bones melting, unable to stand, Collapsing in on myself, falling, helpless.Unable to d...

SPLASH! The ice cold water hit me like the wallop of a hammer. I was instantly aroused from the trance-like daze I had been in.My current state started several hours before. Our relationship started over a year ago. We first saw each other in a old, shabby, but safe, bar in my neighborhood—walking distance from my apartment; I had left my car there. I was significantly imbibing to forget my sleazy, abusing, cheating husba...

I was happier than I’d been in years as I unpacked my food and thought of Bradley. I was really getting excited as the time for our date approached. I showered, shaved and as Bradley had told me, I picked out a nice dark blue pair of boot cut five-o-one Levi jeans and a Ralph Lauren deep red polo shirt. I finished off with my black ankle boots and my silver wrist watch. I only had to wait a few minutes because once again...

ISN'T EVERY BODY DOING ITWe do it in the garden,In the bushes - In the shed,In the attic - In the cellar,On the floor & On the bed,On the dinner table,WHAT A LOVELY SPREAD!While the wine's fermenting,Someones baking bread.We do it at our neighbors,And in our old homestead,Walking on a wire, Hanging on a thread,Pressed against the wall,And standing on our heads,In a van or car -On a bike and a moped.While watching Ellie Ma...

Your hands are gentle but firm as they stroke the tops of my thighs, pushing them apart opening my pussy like a flower opens in the warmth of the morning sun. Your sweet kisses and tantalising tongue work their magic, dancing a seductive tango with my throbbing clit as your fingers trace a delicate pattern lightly over my swollen nipples. A fine film of sweat glistens on my nakedness in the moonlight as your tongue explor...

I don’t know what stirs me from my sleep, but when I groggily open my eyes you are already on me, your calloused hand covering my mouth, the weight of your body pinning me down. Before I even have time to react, your other hand is between my legs, spreading them, pulling the cotton of my panties aside to expose my pussy. “Not a peep little girl, I know you’ll like this,” you growl low in my ear, pushing forward, forcing y...