After my husband died, I thought I'd never find love again. I did eventually–from his brother. Our shared grief turned into mutual comfort, fondness… then… lust. The sex fills me with shame, but I can’t stop. Yesterday evening, I had to sit on his lap dur...
She scratched my back with her long sexy nails that she had painted black. It really hadn’t sunk-in What she wanted to do with that pumpkin. Did I mention my wife’s a witch? Not a bitch, a real-life witch. I cheated on her last year When she found out she...
She arrives at the Halloween party. Her costume? Body paint. Her smile, wicked. She beckons me over, then disappears behind the curtains. “Happy Halloween,” she whispers, guiding my lips to the beginning of the train track painted on her neck. My tongue t...
The only light in the room came from the warm glow of the jack-o-lantern as the lithe figure backed himself against the varnished headboard of his bed. His ankles were already chained, heavy manacles like cold brands on his skin as he fastened his left wr...
At the Samhain Festival, he spotted a curvy redhead dressed in black, her gown exposing her voluptuous breasts. Feeling lucky, he approached from behind, gripping her ass. “Buy you a drink?” Fierce eyes glared at him. “Jeez, loosen up, Pumpkin. Your tits...
I couldn't believe it, when I opened my eyes he was beneath me. He looked as I imagined, with chiseled abs and striking eyes. His large thick cock throbbed inside me. I moved in harmony to the sway of the poppies. I didn't want this to end. I wanted to sa...
In this poppy field we shared our first kiss and lick. The chanting of the children in the adjacent cornfield drowned out our mutual pleading. Months later we parted in the same field. I rationalized my tears as allergies. Another transparent lie she...
“Sometimes I think you love that typewriter more than me,” she mused, bent over, caressing his shoulders. “I have a deadline, baby. Fuckin’ editor wants a piece about these poppies and I got nothing.” She swung around to straddle where he was sitting cros...
"Been waiting long?" Sergeant Major Olympia Flores asked, walking toward Melvin who was standing in a field of golden poppies. His slacks, jacket, and underwear neatly folded at his feet. "Since noon." Olympia froze. "Am I inconveniencing you?" "No, sor...
Anywhere, anytime. We can they agreed, we can do it however we like.So they fucked in the bedroom, they fucked in the hall, they fucked in the bathroom, and then by the pool.They fucked in the garden, they fucked by the gate, they fucked at the wishing we...
Entwined among a mass of sweaty bodies, they were floodlit in neon possibility. She was grinding her ass against him. Timekeeping. He lifted her skirt and rubbed his hardened cock between her thigh gap, threatening entry. The club’s pulse throbbed. It vib...
