The old oak tree Cast a dark shadow On a moonlit cottage Under the sallow. A clandestine pair Hiding feelings for ages Lovers trapped In invisible cages. The night is silent Our bodies in heat Symphony of moans Our love, bittersweet. Hunger surfaces A lio...
With a satisfied sigh, I sat back on the loveseat and spread my thighs, my hand releasing my erect cock, which along with my balls thumps softly on the leather cushions beneath me as I beheld the beauty slowly moving to the music before me. To the tune of...
The sunlight peeking around the edges of the curtains awakened Amy. Her sleep had been deep, and she felt a bit groggy. As the memories of yesterday began to return, she felt a familiar tingle between her legs and an ache in her midsection. Beside her, Mi...
Silvia Last night I hadn't planned on making love with Triana. We needed to get up early to hit the road to the zipline place. We kissed goodnight, and I was expecting to fall asleep. Triana, my little sex kitten, had other ideas. I'd rolled over onto my...
Judit and I went to the same class in school, we’ve known each other since we were kids. We were both the quiet, live-and-let-live types. This is why, even though we both noticed the other, and even flirted with the idea of talking to the other in school,...
Silvia I slept like a baby last night. I say that jokingly because Lloyd would say that and then add, I woke up every two hours and wanted to suckle a breast. It was usually when I was on my period, and he wasn't getting any. It felt like a huge weight ha...
Three months into college, Sat proud in philosophy. Had picked the very panties My professor was wearing, Pink thongs, of course, no brainer - Had my choice after I fucked her. She opened her legs on our cue - A checksum at odds with decorum. If this clog...
Chapter Six: The Girl that was not Quite Tessa The snow had begun to fall in earnest long before Tessa reached the first streetside motel she could find, somewhere down Brooklyn Bridge Boulevard. Though not a large dog, the weight of Pickles on one should...
Chapter One: The Beauty of Broken Things Kelso paused for the shot, because it was perfect. It was not the bridge over the river, cloaked in a rolling autumn fog, and it was not the distant, hazy forms of the buildings, gray against a grayer morning sky....
“Three tickets please,” I said as we arrived at the pay booth. The girls were still giggling behind me and then whispering to each other, though, unfortunately, each new message was unheard by me. Another round of giggles filled the car, which I grinned a...
Sheer endless seemed her legs when crawling catlike across his body slow Her silken stockings brushing naked and desperate skin in wanton glow. Her teasing merciless and without hasting feet, hands are bound, his mouth is mute cock hard to burst, sweat o...
The cell phone displays an encrypted message. He uses an application and converts the message. Someone at the agency informing him about a possible security breach. The Chinese already know about his presence in Shandong. But that was the least of his pro...
Twirling in my dress, I tingle at bringing in the new year… with him. Then, my husband forgoes traditional resolutions for a revelation. I watch the clock tick toward an uncertain new year while listening to his reasons. Shocking us both, I say, "I wanna...
I was riding Hans’ cock in cowgirl, smiling at him. Reaching up, I put my hands behind my head in a gesture of submission, but I wasn’t doing it for the reason Hans expected… ~~~~~ The hall door closed behind Hans’ friend, Victor Reinhard, who was now my...
Nicolas Conde was a tall, attractive man from Spain. From his family's small company, he had created an international conglomerate over the years, based in New York City. It wasn't a straight rise to the top, though. He had allied himself with some disrep...
