Ripe Stories

He comes home early. Door's locked. Strange. Calls for his wife from the hallway—no reply. Groceries? Not her usual time. Upstairs, bedroom, he figures, taking a nap—not there either. A suspicious movement in the corner of his eye—the garden! Huh? Naked? Dancing seductively? Why? Sinking feeling. A lover? In the garden? Bitch! Rushing downstairs and out—no one else there. Relief—confused relief. "Hey hun," she greets him....

You were lying on your back in that grassy field on the blanket in the dappled shade as before. The sunlight undulated across the hilly contours of your body through the gossamer thin, white sun dress showing a dark triangle of silky hair. It clung to the shallow valley between your upper thighs; translucently thin, it strained to reach halfway down to your knees before it revealed your smooth, toned thighs. Your lower le...

I come to you hungry for the view of your lines,Thirsting for every spring-ripening-scent of you.I come with a yearning for your perfection, your Awe,Awakened in your presence, I am vibrant, vigorous.Your ample succulent swales entrance me.I am you, here, and you me. We are one.Your accepting embrace nourishes my every cell.The holds could unfold forever, it would never be enough.You kiss my ears with your lyrical jewels...

At the dentist office My husband has  had a tremendous obsession since a long time: he likes to show me off around in the city so everyone will stare at how I shake my ass cheeks in the open. He claims this will make him having an instantaneous hard on and then we go back home to fuck and    nail me with his hard shaft.   Each day I try or do my best to make an impression on people. That's why that morning I put on my new...