The sound of a lawn mower interrupted the reality show I was watching, but I didn’t mind; it was an episode I had seen before in a season I had seen before. It wasn’t until the sound of the lawnmower grew louder that I realized it wasn’t a neighbor mowing...
I'm thinking about us being snuggled up on the sofa, freshly showered, and in fluffy white bath robes. Facing each other, some soft music playing in the background logs crackling in the open fireplace as the last bit of the winter daylight fades away. We...
You may have wondered at some point in your life as to why men have nipples? There is a scientific explanation, which I'll save for later, but the short answer in one word is spelled P..L..E..A..S..U..R..E, pleasure, pure and simple. How did I come to thi...
‘How could you?! Bloody hell! I can’t bloody believe this! I can’t believe YOU. And that’s saying something!’ It had taken a few moments for Dee to recognize what she was seeing. Rachel had not been expecting anyone. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have a spankin...
I was working out upstairs in our spare bedroom/fitness room and had music playing, but I still heard the truck when it came up the driveway – of course, it helped that the dogs went nuts, as they always do when someone dares venture onto their turf. It’s...
As I've mentioned, I work from home with a very loosely structured schedule, but every now and then I go in to the local office in the city for a variety of reasons. I dress very carefully so that I am always on exhibit but always, just barely, compliant...
I watched a small herd of seven deer grazing along the lower edge of our meadow where it met the aspens, the darker pines behind rising up the mountainside, and listened to the sound of the wind in the branches nearby, the leaves on the quakies rattling,...
It's the final leg of our band's concert tour before disbanding. I will miss every rehearsal and gig with them, even if I'm only the new bassist. Vanessa's vocalization practices on my pussy, Jacob's fine-tuning of my nipples, if not strumming inside my k...
One of my favorite old-time TV shows is Gilligan’s Island. Every Saturday morning, I sit back in my Lay-Z- Boy recliner, sip on my Bailey’s and coffee, and watch the Bouncing Beauties Sitcom Power Hour on my favorite YouTube channel, Classic Television Ti...
I lost all sense of reason, space, and time for a few minutes. When I came to, my cock was deflated, Sally stood on her knees, still in front of me, holding me gently with her cheek against my stomach. Reaching down, my trembling fingers found her hair, a...
