Jack it for me. Take off those pants and get comfortable. I am Bea Seadottir. An Icelandic girl, raised in France and living in British Columbia, in the woods, in Canada. In the Meditation Centers of Roscoe Forthright, I teach oral sex. I teach fifty ways to suck, lick, kiss, and caress miraculous erect cocks. You. You, wherever you are, watching this video. If you are a boy. Take out your smooth, soft cock. And jack it f...

Introduction Love and affection come in many forms.  I’ve experienced them all, from the playful love through new experiences; the unwavering selfless love of a years-long friendship; and the deep, maturing love of a committed romance. Throughout all these experiences has existed the delicious fire of eroticism.  The burning passion of two ships passing in the night, aware of each other for only the briefest of encounters...

“I didn’t want to worry you.”  The message appears, confirming all my fears. She hasn’t been around for days. I knew something was up.  Her usual playful messages were absent. There was silence. “Me, worried?” I say with poorly disguised cheer.  “They don’t know if it’s spread yet.  It’s in a lymph node or something in my neck.  They’ll only know after they operate.  My husband’s so worried about me.  He’s not good at thi...

I study your portrait and read your words with breathless anticipation. Study every letter and imagine them rolling off your tongue, dancing from your sultry mouth to the erotic Southern Hemisphere cadence of your voice, showering me in their implied filth. My imagination runs wild as I picture you laid on your bed, your partly naked body wrapped in moonlight and the occasional flash of lightning from the raging storm out...

Our hearts pound every time we do this. The excitement we have for each other is unprecedented even though we are just looking on the screens of our devices.  Each of us naked in our beds. The stroking quickens. The words get dirtier. I stare at his 6" thick cock and his huge balls. He locks in on my almost 8"cock.  Everytime, so fucking hot. I tell him how I am going to cum in his ass and then fuck his mouth. As he shoot...

He'd totally understated his looks. All I can do in the entrance to the opulent hotel bar is steady myself, gawp and take a shaky breath. Tabby at work's been catfished enough times that I know men can be all Brad Pitt in the profile picture and Benicio Del Toro in person. But this guy? Off. The. Fucking. Charts. He's right where he said he'd be, when he said he'd be. Towards the far end of the curved bar with a tumbler o...

I had a dream about John fucking me senseless before I’d even met him in person. My name is Denise, and at that time I’d been unhappily divorced for almost five years. I wasn’t unhappy about being divorced, not at all. My marriage descended into a living hell very quickly, and my only regret was not pulling the plug sooner. Rather, my unhappiness stemmed from my post-divorce relationships. There had been three, each of th...

The 10 seater charter plane finally completes it's somewhat bumpy descent and lands on terra firma with a bounce. I'm glad to be down, not anxious but excited.  Nineteen flying hours from half way around the world and I'm only about 10 minutes from seeing you. We've never met in person, but know each other intimately since we met online some months ago.  The attraction was mutual, almost instantaneous.  It just seems we w...

“Yes of course.” I felt my stomach jump as I pressed send on the email. I had expected the question and deep down I wanted it to be asked. There was now no turning back. It had been six months since we had first chatted on a website for writers. We found a common interest in trying to use the smallest number of words we could for our own stories and poems. I loved haiku poems because of the discipline needed. She just lov...

I hold the phone in front of my face, watching you. I’m talking you up the way I always do. It doesn’t take long. It never takes long. Maybe it’s the words I use, the things I describe that I would do to you if only I was there. Maybe it’s the deep, rich tone of my voice and the urgency you hear in it. Maybe it is simply your own, overcharged libido, your unquenchable need to cum and I’m just the catalyst. Whatever it is,...