1. Heart to HeartEvery time you stop on by,there's no need to even try,to tell you how you make me high,like an eagle in the sky.If you don't know I'll tell you why,you make my heart and spirit fly.It's all about the love you bring,that warms my wings to soar and sing.It's in the way you sweetly sigh,on the sofa where we lie,where we never bicker, pout, or cry,every time you stop on by.Heart to heart and soul to soul,Your...

I can hear your heart beating. I feel the air you are breathing. I close my eyes and I see that you are close to me, and I can tell, as well, with just the slightest hint of a touch, just how much you need to be with me. I close my eyes and you are here and as we hold each other near, I realize the answer's clear, beyond the shadow of a doubt I know what love is all about, for the first time.

Eyes captivated, in dawn’s allure, Your seed sown deep in my heart, Its creeping tendrils ensnare my soul, Weaving a tangled web of desire and passion, My fate decided, lust unconditionally pure.Your exquisite contours, elegantly unique, Perfectly silhouetted by morning’s watery light, Leaving me yearning your sweet caress, Like wispy clouds stroking high mountain crests, My heart defenceless, limbs trembling and weak. Sm...

I miss our times. I miss our plays. I need your more than ever before. Come back to me my sexy friend. To touch you and please you is my favourite time. I think of you all the time. In many different ways my mind can go. My imagination is stretched with you. My mind and fingers never seem to stop around you. I can't help but touch to your pictures and words. We have our loves but you have me to. I'm your secret plaything...

Jack was almost seventeen and lived next door with just his mother mostly, as his father worked away for months at a time. According to stuff my mum gossiped about to her friends, Jack’s mum had always struggled to ‘control’ him but she said it’s worse now that he was in the sixth form. My name is Alison Davies and I used to hear loads of interesting stuff by listening in on Mum’s coffee mornings. Once or twice she told h...

I was taking the red eye flight from Dallas to Las Vegas,which meant I had to arrive at the Love Field Gates by 6:00 in the morning. I grabbed a donut from the stash put out by the airline and took a seat in the passenger waiting area, casually looking at a copy of the morning news. You showed up in a sexy black skirt and a casual button down shirt, with a blazer hanging off your arm. Your chocolate brown hair hung lazily...

Tired. Stone-tired, bone-weary, a long week behind me and what I hope will be a relaxing weekend ahead, I lock the car; draping my worn garment bag over my shoulder I leave the carport area. Crossing the yard, skirting the pool and the rows of chaise lounges lined up neatly on the pool deck as I head to our condo, I can’t help but appreciate the special beauty of the night despite my exhaustion. Peaceful. Cool and mild, t...

When he came walking through the doormy body tingled to its core.His dark blue eyes probed every line,his smile told me I looked just fine.Naked I stood, he circled me,inspecting all that he could see.I watched as he reached out his hand,my knees got weak, I had to stand.At first he gently touched my lips,he traced them with soft fingertips.I opened wide, two fingers in,I sucked them o'er and o'er again.He touched my neck...

As a pale moon enchants the autumn sky, And iridescent stars shine bright, Of you, constant images beguile my soul, Teasing my lust through the night. Your beauty haunts me constantly, Rampant desires thirsting for sate. Never were you and I more meant to be, An eternity of dreaming this fate? But what if my prurient desires you allowed to be true, And you gave me everything I thought? How would I take advantage of your g...

Last night, Your touch was enough. I'd anticapated your return. Days apart, a yearning, A longing, a feeling deep inside. I closed my eyes And you were here Beside me. Kissing me. Holding me. Inside me... My patient hips longing. My desire... burning me. Your touch upon me, Lips entwined, hands caressing. The shrieking and crying out for more. A whisper on my lips, Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, love me, love me, love me... T...

 “Good evening, Miss Elizabeth.” The voice should have startled her, but it didn’t. It never did; she knew how silently the big man could move, was familiar with the way he seemed to suddenly appear, and his voice was so soft and gentle, low and deep, a calm, protective voice she had known since childhood. Despite the fact that she’d had no idea he was there, his words didn’t startle her. She looked up at him, seeing only...