She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Twenty-seven-years-old, about five-foot-seven, sparkling brown eyes with a hint of green that seemed to light up the room, straight and soft brunette hair falling just above her rib cage area and just belo...
She lay there naked. “Safe word?” he asked. "Yes!" "Yes is not your safe word," he said. "No?" "No is not your safe word either," he said. "Spread 'em." She shook her head but spread her legs. He slid one finger into her pussy, then put it in his mouth. "...
I imagine The slow Drip-drip Of words Slipping through your lips The lavish cadence Of each syllable Brushing against my ear You walk the tight rope Of structured phrases Revived in the hush of subtext the lush language of longing I taste ...
She carried with her oceans of goodness, A sea of milk churned for my pleasure. Her ambrosia from deep within, forged by my hunger. Her bed was my table. And she would feed me both fine dining, and fast food. As she opened her legs and I peeled her fru...
The sheer darkness engulfed my eyelids. The earmuffs only made my sense of hearing feed off the white noise. I could hear movement. I swear it. The clothes peg tried its best but that unmistakable whiff of leather caused my skin to shiver and when it touc...
I watched as Rob stroked his throbbing eight-inch dick, the shiny bulbous purple head slick with pre-cum. He let out a groan. “Fuck, ah’m cummin’.” I held out the freshly-baked scone, still warm from the oven, and Rob offloaded at least six healthy dollop...
Drawing my finger down your spine With the lightest possible touch. I caress your sacrum with my lips, My tongue gently moving to part your cheeks, Fingers slide over your wetness, The wetness that always grows at my touch. Smiling, I blow a stream of air...
Karen stood, barefoot, on the beach, watching him approach. thin pants bulging. Blanket already under the bougainvillea, she allowed her skirt to fall, and lay down, legs spread, “Am I moist enough? Fingers trailed easily into her.. “Make me wetter.” She...
Emma Morgan walked, naked, out of the bathroom, fresh from a long session in the shower. On the bed lay the gown, meticulously spread. Emma felt so proud, that she had designed and applied every last stitch to the burgundy silk material. Mainston Colleg...
Standing up from the hotel dining table, I wondered how an unworldly nineteen year old like me could ever find the courage to chat up a woman like the beauty looking so composed at a nearby table. In a dark blue, button-up summer dress, revealing shapely...
Claudia thought George was weird. Smelling and tasting each other is a normal part of making love, but George carried it too far. “Just what do you think you’re going to find in there?” she said when he pressed his nose between her upper arm and rib cage....
Having seen your faceThe light and life contained within The joy your smile affordsWarming my heart Listening to your voiceIts silken sounds you share That wrap me in your careCaressing my ears Feeling your touch Your fingers dancing Drawing on me their...
From the train window, Mike Spar admired the rising hills and pine clad mountains of the Swedish countryside. He was on his way north to show three novice archaeologists how to start an initial exploration of a tribal village exposed by building work. At...
Suzie stepped to the fridge, clutching her steaming mug of coffee in hand. Opening the door, the light flickered within, as she looked inside the cool compliance. "Oh no!" Suzie said, accompanied by a sigh of a groan. "What's wrong, dear?" Pete inquired,...
I sigh when he tastes my arousal, he takes his time exploring me, and my fear subsides. This is not his first time. I weave my fingers into his hair holding him in place and press myself into his sharp tongue. I’m moaning softly. The earthy smells of a...
