With coffee brewing, her shoes are there, waiting. The shower’s running, one touch won’t hurt. The soft leather still fresh, heels short, slender. My hand slips into my boxers. Rubbing a shoe either side of my solid cock. Pulling my foreskin back, rubbing an instep over my helmet. I start fucking the junction of one heel, while pushing into the toe of the other. Distracted by the bathroom opening, I lose control, tensing...
With his strong hands, he massages each finger, joint by joint, then down each metacarpal, turning it over and repeating. My hand pulls at my nipples, teasing myself. He will occasionally lean over to kiss and suckle too, but always his hands working mine. My free hand slips into my knickers, circling my clit, massaging my lips. Slipping a finger in, filling myself, with a thumb pressing on my nub. His hands holding me as...
Deeply, passionately swapping ice-cubes as we kiss and slowly undress each other. Laying her between the furs, I see her hand drift to the frozen block that is our bed. Tasting every inch, rolling her nipples between my teeth, the ice melting from her heat. Working down, relishing her anticipation, holding a cube between my teeth, sliding down over her clit, between her lips. She pushes up in welcome and it slips in. No t...
“Cobalt,” his first word to me. I never caught him looking other than in my eyes that night. Loving when he spoke of swirling eddies, flecked with gold in cobalt accretion disks. Nerds have a beautiful poetry of their very own. When we make love, he loves every inch of me. When he slides into me, he looks me in the eye. Each time I blink, he throbs. Now locking eyes with him, feeling him harden inside me. He is urgent, I...
Uluru squats on the horizon, the Milky Way rising from it’s back. Sirius, brightest of all, and Canopus pointing to the Magellanic Clouds. The two of us, alone under the majesty of Nyx’s cloak. Our breathing is fast. Taking her hand, panting now, hard and wet. “Let’s share this with the goddess.” Our lips touch, then our bodies, sliding together and joining under the heavens. Flowers freeze, bugs fall silent, a hush sprea...
“Exactly how does he know?” I think, as I bend over to brush my teeth and the bathroom door opens. He walks his fingers up my back, making it arch. Wrapping his hand in my hair, pulling back, making me look. I swallow, my heart racing, my mouth not the only thing drooling. A look and a smile, fingers dragged down, over and cupping my bum. Feet kicking mine apart, his hand sliding up the inside of my thigh. He touches and...
She drags a hand over the gravel in the raised beds as she undresses, before stepping into the pool full of ‘Sunflower seed’ pebbles. She shivers, her nipples already erect, hardened. The setting Sun between her legs, showing her own flower glistening. She lays down and I enter her, the pebbles move and grind under her as we move together. Her feet pulling me into her, while her hands fondle the ‘seeds’. Panting hard, she...
The power, the beauty, Mother Nature reminding us who the boss is. My hand drifts between my legs as I bend at the window, watching Gaia’s performance across her valley. Lightning like an electric charge, makes me tingle; thunder making me shiver, the rain joins my moisture. Now he takes advantage whenever a storm starts. “Yes,” I sigh as he slides into me where I am leaning on the sill. Slow, steady; holding my hips. A h...
As she slides a finger along her labia, I pull my foreskin back. She offers and we suck each others fingers before she rubs her nub. I run my finger around my helmet. She grins and thrusts a finger into herself. How to match her rhythm? Leaning back and lifting a little, I grin back before slipping two fingers into myself with a wink. ″Thank you,″ she laughs. Working harder, she lays back. Her thigh muscles twitch and ten...
With one hand behind me pulling him closer, the other holds him up against my pussy. When his hand runs along the inside of my leg, lifting enough to slide between them, I get increasingly turned on. Flexing my muscles as he thrusts, helping him, being active. “Thank you,” he whispers, no longer ashamed. “Your kink is part of you, I love you. Remember though, it’s only ever my thighs.” With a hand on my belly, pulling me...
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I was just doing the banking before lunch and now we were sitting on the floor as robbers emptied the vault. She thought she was being subtle. I could see her hand through the split in her skirt, moving back and forth. Her chest was rising and falling before rising higher. Torn between caution and riding the wave, she bit her lip as her head fell back. When her breathing calmed, she o...
Naked on the floor, he has gone to fetch his ink and brushes. Sitting astride a leg, he starts on my bum. Softly touching and stroking, fleeting and whisper-light. Forming lines with care and precision. The first contact starts my juices flowing and distracts me from my task. Not a sign of degradation, one of love. A heart, an arrow, his initials in the middle. His heart given to me to keep safe while marking me as his an...
Like petals of a flower opening to me as she lowers herself. I put my hands up to offer her support, keeping her slightly off me. Slowly lapping at her folds, kissing and tasting all of her. Sucking on her lips and clit, trying to push my tongue into her. I can taste her getting wetter and wetter, hear her breathing getting harsher. Her legs are quivering, it won’t be long. I lower my hands, she is in control now, grindin...
Exhibitionism is one thing, but he has taken me to a whole new place. Wearing a short skirt with no knickers to the concert was a giggle, knowing it could flick up had my pulse racing and my heart beating. It was his hand at first, feeling me, parting me and bending me a little. From behind he pushed into me, the feel of his jeans on my bare legs, the bottom of his zip hitting my clit with each thrust. His hand at the fro...
“Don’t you fucking move!” “Yes, Sir.” Pushing her legs back, patting her pussy. “What’s this?” “My pussy... Your pussy.” Slapping it a little harder before sliding three fingers in with ease. “Try again.” “Your pussy,” slap. “Your cunt,” pumping three fingers. “Your sopping cunt.” “I’m going to lick my sopping cunt until you cum and then I’m going to fuck it full of my cum.” “Please, sir, please use your cunt, please put...
