Since the beginning of the season, we'd been struggling to get our game down. The majority of our team was made up of freshmen and sophomores. Then there was me and three other juniors with only one senior, the goalie. Tonight's match was tight, and it was still scoreless with time running out. The last thing we wanted was to go into extra time or have to decide the game with goal kicks. We just weren't good enough for al...

The twirl of her skirt as she walks up the stairs, swaying of her lovely rounded figure The jiggle of her breasts as she swiftly descends stairs, her smile as she notices you noticing, melts you You want to lick her pussy like an ice cream cone melting in summer Heat radiating from her pussy when she stands behind you in the elevator Listening to her voice plucks a string in your chest, makes your mind wander from your li...

Obsession. The thought of you. The brightness of your smile. The lilt in your voice. Obsession. The feel of your arms around me. The sweetness of your lips. The warmth of your skin. Obsession. The twinkle in your eyes. The impish grin you sport. The seductive body language. Obsession. The firmness of your breasts. The smoothness of your thighs. The heaven that awaits. Obsession. The hardness I have. The velvet embrace. Th...

I took a great risk last night, just turning up at her door like that. Hell - I still can't believe I thought that would be acceptable to her, that she would even open the door. But she did! And now things have changed. Changed from that first night when she became aware of me watching her. She had only just recently moved into the apartments opposite a few days when she had inadvertently walked through her lounge in just...

My breath catches, my throat suddenly dry and I can't think! Shit Shit Shit... I can't think! Still on my knees on the floor, I look over my shoulder frowning at my apartment door. Did I imagine that? My eyes wide and I feel as though the air has been sucked from the room. There it is again... the doorbell rings! I turn slowly, stumbling slightly as I lift to my feet. Without thinking I make my way towards the front of my...

Another long, endless day of dark sensual thoughts, of wet heated arousal! As the key to my apartment door clicks into place, the door opens and I step inside; into my new, recently acquired den of a guilty pleasure. Coming home has never been such a hotly anticipated part of my day. The silence of my private sanctum embraces me,  takes hold of me pulling me deeper inside. I switch on the soft interior illumination and wa...

"Tough crowd, huh?" Your reflection in the mirror looks much the same as it did earlier this morning. The suit, the hair - except now eyes once full of confidence, even arrogance, are red and moist, threatening to overflow with tears of sudden defeat and disappointment. Her hand touches you lightly, first on your shoulder, then runs sympathetically down your arm, finally taking your hand in a warm, comforting embrace. You...

I'm the one that you're thinking about,the addiction you can't do without    You have me down on my knees,  I'm so eager to please   Your hand wrapped around my nape,  I can hear my breath intake    As my lips part open,  waiting for you to own them   Working my lips,  have you losing your wits    I moan when I suck,  making you want to fuck    It makes you want to sin, right on my sexy grin    You might OD,  if you get t...

                                    I - The Dream "Lie still Blair, and I won't hurt you." She stands over you - she in her smart charcoal jacket and slacks, you nearly naked, stretched out on your bed in black bra and panties, wrists burning from the handcuffs fastened through the heavy headboard. You can see in her green eyes that she's serious. A short riding crop in her right hand guarantees it. She's partially undone...

I was fortunate enough to secure a position as the night porter at a home for elderly well to do Jewish people. I was the only non-Jewish person in the place. I was twenty-three when I started my new job. My duties were limited to nothing more than security, and if a resident pressed the alarm button I along with the duty matron would investigate what the problem was. Even though I was not of their faith I was warmly welc...

When George and his wife Pamela were about to leave the estate he slipped a £20 note into my hand and smiled. I rather liked being paid for allowing certain things. You could say that it was a good arrangement for us both. I liked George he was well educated and could converse about many things. My aunt Pam was the opposite she never seemed to say very much. (well not to me).  Talking about Pam. Mavis the housekeeper was...