With the overnight deluge and the precipitous temperature drop, the lake had taken on a surreal look. A slight, misty fog had formed from the little cloud, streamers radiating from its surface. The tree limbs drooped from the midnight torrent. The air sme...
Comfort for your graceful breasts Active, moving, or simply at rest This lingerie will support your classic allure As it holds your perfect bosom supple & pure I've revered your breasts with love in our time In my dreams, they're always amorously sublime...
“Daddy, daddy, come meet my sexy bestie,” nineteen-year-old Heather said to her stepdad as he climbed the cement steps of her friend’s house. Caledon checked his watch and said, “No, no, no, I just came to pick you up.” Heather groaned. “No hissy fits, mi...
My wife’s friend Sue is sometimes up for trying something new, so I decided to ask her for a little help. As Sue had previously been on holiday with Jean, and got up to some heavy sex, I hoped she would be amenable. So I took some online classes on massag...
Eleanor loved being the Mayor's wife. Knowing that she was making a positive difference in her community for her husband's constituents was part of it, sure, but mostly she loved the sense of grandeur and decorum that came with being the wife of the polit...
My lips find her neck's descent, feeling the rising pulse. Down they go to join my fingers already taking the measure and form of her breast. Breasts. What spawned my fascination? My obsession really? Did it first start with envisioning iconic womanhood b...
RepliKate impatiently waited for the patrol to walk by, activating her powers as she stepped into the hallway behind them. The classy, dark evening gown that molded itself to her smooth curves vanished suddenly, leaving her ample assets fully nude for an...
She was there as I entered the museum. Had I seen her before? A familiar face? Not sure. But such a beautiful face. Lithe body, dressed for summer, she glanced my way as she passed. Twice a year, museum visits embellished ideas for my nine to thirteen-yea...
Violets bloom in spring, they say; Girl, I knew no other way, I was shy and scared that day, Guess that’s why you strayed away. Little girl in black, walk on, Depressed, like me—the colors gone; A smile, so soft, I’d grown so fond, A frown, so cold, lik...
Watching him lock the door, Laura was already unbuttoning her dress, knowing that would be the first thing the boss would demand. Among the many items of waste in this storage space, there were convenient broken chairs, scratched tables, a split armchair...
"Wait, what do you mean you changed the recipe?" the CEO asked his genius but socially inept lead mixologist. "Well, I didn't realize you wanted the drink to actually make a girl into your Perfect Girlfriend, so once I saw your incredibly sexist ad campai...
He just watched as she stood behind me, her soft hands, gracefully sliding down my back. Slightly raising my arms, she moved her hands to my breasts. I licked my lips as he watched. Down they went, over my tummy, then my thighs to the bottom of my skirt....
Daily, she walks past where I stack supermarket shelves. Breasts thrust out against her thin, yellow, summer dress, thighs emphasised at every step. Beautiful face. Vivid lips wide, full of promise. At night, in dreams, she undresses for me. Bare breast...
In the sixth form, I developed a bit of a schoolgirl crush on Emma Richmond, who was in the year above me. I didn’t exactly desire her sexually (I was quite busy enough giving hand and blow jobs to the boys in my class) but she was everything I was trying...
