Young Sarah refused to release his hand and was dragged across the cold, wet ground, muddying her modest flannel nightgown. “Don’t go! She’s cast a spell on you!” With a harsh fling of his wrist, her husband Abraham shook her loose a few steps before entering the mist. Those bearing witness knew the mist was no ordinary mist. Despite its beautiful lavender hue, the villagers knew evil lurked there. Abraham, however, had b...
I was on her doorstep. Again. Her erotic pull was impossible to resist. The full moon rose behind me—a blood moon. It always affected her, heightening her already crazed desire. My heart pounded as if reaching through my chest to the forbidden door in front of me. Me being there was so wrong. Fuck! It was so wrong! But don’t you see, what awaited me on the other side of that red door was ecstasy—not in a powder, but flesh...
She contorted her body into many positions before finding a seductive pose showing both tits and ass. Days crept by; still no likes or comments. She cried herself to sleep beside her passionless husband. XXX Stunning. The perfect arch of her back visible through the sheer material. And those eyes–they summoned him. Or was that a lonely man dreaming? He wanted to spread her legs. His tongue would make her squeal before he...
Pygmalion hid himself from the lustful nature of women littering Cyprus… …and instead carved a virgin in ivory to match his expectations of a woman. ~oOo~ He outlined her form with a copper chisel and a steady mind, but when it came time for the details, his inner desires crept from the crevices. The most beautiful woman his eyes had ever seen was taking shape before him. As he tenderly cupped her freshly chiseled face, h...
Finn sits naked at the water’s edge, leaning back on his palms. Surrendering to the surrounding calm, his cock lies languorously against his thick thigh as his expansive chest steadily rises and falls with the swell of the sea. He awaits dawn—his favourite time—the time between the last whispers of night and the first breath of day. Then it comes. Colours slowly penetrate the darkness as stars disappear one by one before...
With my cheek on the cool pillow, I’m staring out the window, thinking about how autumn changes are approaching, when my husband's brawny arm crosses my line of sight and grabs the belt from the nightstand. An unexpected breeze through the open window billows the curtains. A sign, maybe. I wonder if I, too, need a change while Samuel raises my hips and palms my soft cheeks before striping my ass with leather. As my ass co...
Inhaling their potent testosterone-infused sweat, she crouched. When her masturbation moans scattered the deer, all but one runner picked up their pace. She licked her lips at his shorts obscenely clinging to his ass and cock. Then she pounced! He surrendered to her amber eyes and nimble body pinning him before her tongue lapped at his meat, and her cunt swallowed him whole. Only the few wisps of gray gave away her age as...
I’d maintained distance, resigning myself to friendship—albeit uncomfortable, considering your immeasurable charms. Then one day, I dared a closer look. “What are you thinking?” Your eyes penetrated. “If I told you, you’d run.” “Then, show me,” I whispered. You introduced me to your fingertip first. It drew a line down my cheek before trailing my spine. I shivered. A slow, intimate kiss followed; you’d paid attention to m...
My backside hits the push bar, and we spill out into the alley, clinging together by our sloppily dancing tongues. This will be my bedroom with Quadzilla for the next five minutes (ten if I’m lucky). Only the truly depraved fuck in the seedy crevices behind bars, so I fit in perfectly. I pull him into the center of a lost moonbeam sprayed across the littered ground and turn to grind my ass against his tented joggers. I’d...
Duncliffe Wood, England “Hey there, I’m here! Where do I go for my forest bath?” I fumbled my notes, scattering them about the grass when I first saw the fetching young woman who’d snuck up on me. She likened to an angel in her cotton white dress—an angel who didn’t wear knickers. As my eyes travelled her statuesque frame, I couldn’t help but notice the shadow below her waist, revealing her carpet didn’t match her blonde...
Due to many factors, the global scientific community, particularly the United States, abandoned research on solar and wind energy and green living to focus on the more profitable and desirable genetic engineering and bioengineering. Building the perfect human became more important than climate control and preserving Mother Earth. I closed my eyes, thinking of nothing except the hard cock ravishing my cunt. We hadn’t even...
Despite this cold December evening, I nudge the window open. A breath of wind flutters the silk curtains but does nothing to soothe my burning loins. I won’t reach to relieve myself. Just one stroke is all it would require, but no, I don’t deserve such pleasure—not after tonight. In a futile attempt to distract myself from my misery, I settle on the cushioned chair, reaching for the book on the side table. If I can’t refo...
I had a type—stilettos paired with a body poured into a black dress. Then, I see her redefining sexy with her ass shaping those jeans. Her muddy boots have me climbing into her rusty red ride. This one likes getting dirty! “You better hang onto somethin’, boy.” She winks and I reach for her thigh. When tires stop jouncing, she shoves my backside onto her mattress-covered truckbed, and is riding my cock before I’ve kissed...
Despite its strangling grip, I’m attempting to outrun the darkness again, as futile as that may be. Even when the sun shines, I feel no warmth. But what choice do I have? No one sees the tempestuous clouds hanging over my world, urging me to think there’s no hope. But I refuse to give in to despair. And so, I tell myself, This time will be different. I glance down at my sandals. They are clearly the wrong choice as I stum...
It’s Easter; a day for beginnings. We’d both fallen dormant in the winter of our spouses’ deaths. But what’s frozen can bloom again. I sit beside her on the bench, offering a bouquet of dandelions. She giggles like a young school girl, then quiets. “I don’t know how to begin anew.” I interlock our fingers. “As the tulips unfurl, so shall you, sweet Ellie.” Her eyes twinkle. “I didn’t know you were a poet, Henry.” “Will it...
